Chapter 474 Is That Fu Xiaoyao?

iaoyao lowered her eyelids, her expression unreadable.Tang Yi smirked, "You're right. Luckily he didn't give it to me, otherwise how could it have been mine"Fu Xiaoyao glanced at him, "Mr. Tang, I'm v...Xiaobao didn't respond, he still stared straight at her. He looked for about a minute, then he let go of her hand.

Fu Xiaoyao kissed his forehead, "Thank you, baby, for trusting me. Mom won't leave you. You stay here with Dad Shao and behave yourself. Don't go anywhere, Mom will be back soon."

After speaking, she nodded to Shao Sinian again before leaving the private room.

In the restroom, Fu Xiaoyao finished washing her hands when her phone in her bag started ringing.

She blew her hair with the hairdryer for a few moments until it felt dry enough, then took out her phone from her bag. Seeing the caller ID, she smiled slightly and answered the call.

"Mom!"

She was talking on the phone as she walked out of the bathroom.

Just as I stepped out of the restroom, I encountered someone face-to-face. I almost bumped into her head-on, but luckily she twisted her body to the side in time to avoid it. Otherwise, we would have both ended up on the ground.

"Sorry." Fu Xiaoyao didn't even look to see who it was, just casually said thanks after, and brushed past the person. "Mom, I wasn't talking about you, I almost bumped into someone just now and apologized..."

As Fu Xiaoyao's figure disappeared into the distance, the woman she almost bumped into froze in place, her face pale with terror. Her heart pounded like a drum, as if she had seen something terrifying. She couldn't move an inch.

"How...how is this possible Is it haunted" the woman whispered, incredulous.

If she wasn't mistaken, that woman was Fu Xiaoyao.

No, no, that woman's face, although similar to Fu Xiaoyao's, still had some differences.

What is going on

Is that woman Fu Xiaoyao

Qi Ya was dumbfounded, her heart remained strangely calm for a long time. In the end, she didn't even bother going to the restroom, stumbling back to the dressing room.

She slammed the door to the private room open, and a large and small figure inside both looked at her, their eyes filled with a hint of displeasure.

"Mommy, you scared Susie!" the little girl said with a sharp voice as she dropped the silver fork from her hand.

The man beside her frowned, "Su Su, who taught you to throw things Pick it up!"

His strict orders.

The girl, called Uncle by others, seemed frightened. Her mouth pouted and tears welled up in her eyes, swirling around her sockets, looking pitiful. "Daddy..."

She attempted to act cute.

Lu Hanchuan remained unmoved, pointing at the silver fork on the ground, his voice even sterner, "Pick it up!"

Susu's body trembled, she finally didn't dare to provoke his anger. She let out a cry and slowly lay down on the chair to pick up the silver fork on the ground.

After picking herself up, she looked at Qi Ya and opened her arms as if wanting Qi Ya to hug her and comfort her.

However, Qi Ya just sat there in a daze, looking preoccupied. She didn't even see her actions.

This made Su Su even more unbearable, even more wronged. Her most admired father scolded her, and her most loving mother ignored her.

She felt like they didn't love her anymore!

Thinking about it, Su Su sat down on the ground with a thud and cried even harder. Her short legs kicked and stomped wildly, showing just how willful she was.

Seeing this scene, Lu Hanchuan's temples throbbed, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and the air around him was filled with coldness.

Jo Mu always told him that Su Su had a bad personality, was spoiled by Qi Ya, and at such a young age, she was willful and made things difficult. She even bullied other children in kindergarten.

However, he had always thought Qiao Mu was making a fuss out of nothing. He saw Su Su as obedient and well-behaved, not at all like what Qiao Mu said. But now he realized that Qiao Mu might be right. This daughter of his was truly spoiled rotten.

Thinking of this, Lu Hanchuan pressed his temples and sternly rebuked, "Don't cry, or I'll send you back!"

Upon hearing this, SuSu's eyes widened and she immediately stopped crying. That cry was truly masterful in its control!

Lu Hanchuan ignored Su Su and focused his gaze on the woman opposite him. After returning from the restroom, she seemed absent-minded. He asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you"

Qi Ya's eyes flickered. "I... I just saw a person."

"Who"

"I'm not sure if it was her." Qi Ya replied, biting her lip.

Lu Hánchuan took a sip of red wine without much interest and hummed in response.

Qi Ya held her fists tightly and asked him, "Hanchuan, have you met any strange people recently, like someone who looks like..."

"Who" Lu Hanzhan saw that she was hesitant to speak, and he became impatient.

Qi Ya shook her head, her eyes twisting with a flash. "It's nothing."

She really didn't want to mention Fu Xiaoyao's name.

Six years ago, she set fire to that woman, but the woman's body disappeared. To confirm whether Fu Xiaoyao was really dead, she even went to various media outlets and fire departments, but they didn't find any bodies in the burned building.

It seems Fu Xiaoyao may not be dead. She might have been rescued or escaped on her own.

For the past six years, she had lived cautiously, afraid that Fu Xiaoyao would suddenly appear and destroy everything she had. Now her worst fear had come true, but she was unsure if the woman she had encountered in the bathroom just now was actually Fu Xiaoyao!

"Mommy, I met someone who looks a lot like Daddy." Su Su, who was sobbing beside me, suddenly said something astonishing.

Lu Hanchuan raised an eyebrow. "Like me"

"Well, she's my classmate," SuSu nodded.

Qi Ya waved her hand dismissively. "How similar"

"So similar, so similar." SuSu gestured as she described, saying that the eyes and nose were just like Lu Hanchuan's.

She touched it and added, "I don't like him!"

"Why" Lu Hanchuan looked at her.

Susu pouted her little mouth, looking extremely disdainful, "He's a mute. When I talk to him, he ignores me."

For some reason, when he heard this, Lu Hanchuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and there was a hint of anger.

"Who told you that your classmate is mute" he glared at Su Su unhappily.

Susie snorted, "I didn't say wrong, he is mute."

"You..."

"Hanchuan!" Qi Yajian saw Lu Hanchuan getting angry, and worried that her daughter would be scolded again. She hurriedly interrupted him, "Susu is still young, she's just being a child, you shouldn't..."

"Five years old, and still so young" Lu Hanchuan interrupted her, looking at her with a deep gaze. "A five-year-old child should understand right from wrong, what can be said and what cannot. To speak of someone's shortcomings so boldly, did you teach her this"

Qi Ya's face stiffened, and she was speechless.

Lu Hanchuan coldly retracted his gaze, ignoring her any longer, and continued to remind Su Su, "From now on, don't speak of your classmates like this, understand"

Su Su's eyes were red-rimmed, and she reluctantly hummed in response, but her heart was filled with resentment.

She never liked Xiao Bao back then.

At that time, Xiao Bao was mute anyway, and she hadn't said anything wrong. Dad actually scolded her for that.

Wait, she won't let that little Bao go!

Lu Hanchuan didn't know what bad idea Su Su had in mind. He heard his phone ringing in his pocket, put down the red wine in his hand and took out his phone.

The call was from Qiao Mu, it must be about work.

He stood up, "I'm going to take a phone call."

Qi Ya nodded.

Lu Hanzhan walked towards the outside of the private room and came to a quiet corridor.

Besides him, there was already one person in the hallway, a woman who was also on the phone.

Seeing the woman's profile, Lu Hanchuan's pupils shrank, and his heart pounded violently.

"Fu Xiaoyao" he blurted out the name, which felt both unfamiliar and strangely familiar to him.ity so their son could go to school there. They left little Yao with Mr. and Mrs. Fu, her grandparents, but Mr. and Mrs. Fu treated little Yao very well.At this point, the aunt sighed, “It’s a pity, O...