ng to let her get away with it.But Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, insisting on not saying anything.Lu Hanchuan's expression showed a hint of displeasure when he saw her like this. His eyes were deep and f..."I don't." Fu Xiaoyao shook her head.

Lu Hanchuan didn't answer. He just took the urn from Fu Bo's hand expressionlessly and walked out of the funeral home.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at his back, her lips tightly pursed, "From yesterday to now, he hasn't said a word."

"What could he possibly say He's the one who caused Old Master's death, he must be riddled with guilt right now." Fu Bo sighed.

"It's obvious," Fu Xiaoyao said with a twitch of her lips.

"Then, Mistress..."

"Huh" Fu Xiaoyao looked at him in puzzlement.

Fu Bo's eyes flickered, "Young Master... what happened with Qi Ya, will you forgive Young Master"

Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao fell silent.

To be honest, she hadn't thought about that.

She's just an ordinary woman. She cares, she gets jealous, she envies others, and she's not very generous. When her own husband cheats, she can't pretend nothing happened.

Moreover, deep down, she had a bit of an obsession with cleanliness. Just thinking about Lu Hanchuan having the most intimate physical contact with another woman during their marriage made her feel sick to her stomach, especially since that woman was the one she hated the most.

Thinking about this, Fu Xiaoyao shook her head and answered truthfully, "I don't know if I will forgive him. All I know is that I won't in the short term. As for later... who can say for sure"

She smiled wryly.

“Sigh...” Fu Bo let out another sigh, “The young master was also tricked. I asked Qiao Mu, he said that when the young master went to find that woman, he didn’t expect that woman to light that vile incense in the room, so the young master got caught.”

"Incense in the room for romance" Fu Xiaoyao frowned, "That means Qi Ya knew Lu Hanchuan would come looking for her beforehand. Otherwise, why would she light that kind of incense"

Fu Bo fell silent for a few seconds after hearing her doubts, then replied: "Yes, Qiao Mu said that the phone you got from Miss Yu had a listening device, so Qi Ya would know that the young master was going to see her that day."

"A microphone" Fu Xiaoyao's pupils suddenly constricted, and her whole person seemed to be surprised, her volume turned up.

Fu Bo nodded, "That's right, Qiao Mu only discovered this last night. He was also puzzled as to why Qi Ya would know in advance that the young master would go looking for her, so he investigated it."

"So that's how it is." Fu Xiaoyao clenched her small hand, her face paling. "This means I brought the disaster upon us. If I hadn't taken back that phone, maybe none of this would have happened"

Fu Bo glanced at her, sighed, and shook his head without speaking.

He couldn't say that all of this had nothing to do with her, even though she wasn't the one who directly caused it. But the phone was indeed hers that she brought back.

If she doesn't bring it back, all of this might never have happened.

"Uncle Fu... I didn't know that phone was bugged. If I had known, I wouldn't have taken it back. I..." Fu Xiaoyao covered her face, feeling overwhelmed with guilt and regret.

Uncle Fu patted her shoulder, "It's all over now. What's the point of bringing it up Madam, you should adjust your mindset and prepare for the arrangements for Master's funeral."

After finishing his words, Uncle Fu did not linger; he turned and left.

Here Fu Xiaoyao was all alone, her thin shoulders drooping, her figure utterly dejected.

When Aunt Song found her, she was squatting on the ground, crying uncontrollably.

"Madam, what's wrong with you" Auntie Song asked her urgently.

Fu Xiaoyao was only crying and did not answer.

Auntie Song was in a panic, "Madam, please speak!"

"Aunt Song..." Fu Xiaoyao lifted a face red from crying, looking at her with despair. "It seems like I'm the one who actually killed grandpa."

"How do you say that" Aunt Song exclaimed.

Fu Xiaoyao revealed that her phone was tapped.

Aunt Song's mouth opened and closed, but she suddenly didn't know what to say.

Seeing Song Yi's silence, Fu Xiaoyao's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Indeed, Auntie Song also believed that the person who killed the old master wasn't just Lu Hanchuan, but also her.

"Madam..." Song Yi opened her mouth hesitantly, "That phone... It was given to you by Yu Lin. So, she's plotted against you again"

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head. “No, she probably doesn’t even know there’s a listening device on her phone.”

She believed Yulin didn't know.

When it came time to say goodbye to Yulin for the last time, she could see that Yulin truly regretted what she had done and sincerely wanted to make amends for her mistakes.

Therefore, Yulin wouldn't give her a bugged phone. It can only be said that this is all Qi Ya's plan. Perhaps Qi Ya installed a bug on Yulin's phone just to monitor her. Unexpectedly, Yulin went to jail so quickly and gave her the phone. Then Qi Ya eavesdropped on Hanchuan's movements through the phone, so she took advantage of the situation and plotted against Lu Hanchuan.

This explains everything.

So the real murderer who killed grandpa, wasn't just Lu Hanchuan and Qi Ya, but also her Fu Xiaoyao!

"It's my fault, I'm sorry, Grandpa..." Fu Xiaoyao cried even louder.

Aunt Song didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only pull her up from the ground. "Madam, no matter who is at fault for all this, it's all in the past now. We should look forward, don't we You should think carefully now about how to handle your relationship with your husband."

From yesterday to today, the couple has been ignoring each other, the atmosphere is icy. She finds it scary just looking at them.

Even if they don't divorce, their relationship won't last long like this.

“I don’t know how to handle my relationship with Lu Hanchuan.” Fu Xiaoyao was helped by Auntie Song to a chair on the side and sat down, her eyes dazedly staring at the floor. “I’m cold towards him because I care that he didn’t come back before Grandpa’s surgery, and I also care that he had a relationship with Qi Ya. So I really don’t know what to do.”

Forgive Lu Hanchuan

She can't do it.

Forgiving him meant she didn't care about his infidelity, but that was impossible. How could she not care Yesterday, she had been tortured all night by the news of him and Qi Ya.

"Madam, let's not discuss your husband for now. But about the affair, it wasn't his voluntary choice, you..."

“I know it wasn’t his intention.” Fu Xiaoyao interrupted Song Yi’s words, closing her eyes and saying painfully: “But the fact that he cheated is true. I really can’t be so magnanimous. Unless I don’t love him anymore, then I wouldn’t mind him being with any woman.”

"This...oh..." Aunt Song sighed, "Alright, I won't persuade you any further. This is your own business, you two handle it yourselves. Now we should head back."

"Hmm." Fu Xiaoyao responded in a barely audible whisper.

As soon as Fu Xiaoyao entered the living room, she lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

She was very tired, not just physically, but mentally and spiritually as well.

So even in her sleep, her brow remained deeply furrowed, unable to relax.

Lu Hanchuan came down the stairs and saw Fu Xiaoyao lying on the sofa asleep. His eyes narrowed for a moment, then he walked to her side and stood there, looking at her eyes that had been swollen from yesterday until now. He couldn't help but purse his thin lips.

"Sir," Auntie Song had come to his back at some point.

Lu Hanchuan didn't turn back or respond, he just stood there quietly staring at Fu Xiaoyao.

Aunt Song knew he heard her cry just now. She sighed and said, "The Madam feels very guilty."

"What is she blaming herself for" Lu Hanchuan finally spoke, the first words he'd uttered since last night.

However, because he hadn't spoken in a long time, his voice sounded a little hoarse.

Aunt Song bitterly replied, “She blames herself for not holding you back yesterday and not strongly stopping you from looking for Qi Ya. She blames herself for why she didn't hold onto her phone tightly and let the old master see that picture. She also blames herself for why she brought Miss Yu Lin's phone back.”

"Does she know about the wiretap" Lu Hanchuan's pupils trembled slightly.uan glanced at Fu Xiaoyao, who was fast asleep, before taking his phone to reply. He only sent a single word message to Shi Mo, assuring her that Xiaoyao was fine, then put his phone back in his pocke...