Chapter 22 What Are You Trying to Do?
y clenched her fists and boldly asked, "Grandpa, am I now officially the daughter-in-law of the Lu family" The old man smiled kindly. "That's right" 。" Fu Xiaoyao's happy tears started to well u...Jo assistant realized something, glanced at Lu Hanchuan who was furious, and hurriedly went over to open the door.
Fu Xiaoyao stood at the door, her head bowed low. Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was crying.
"Mr. Fu... no, Madam, how could you be here" A rare awkward and strained smile tugged at Qiao's usually stern and rigid face.
Fu Xiaoyao ignored him, only raising her tear-stained, pale face to look at the injured man in the study.
When the man saw her like this, a complex feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
"You go back first!" Lu Hanchuan waved his hand to Qiao Assistant.
Joe's assistant couldn't stand it any longer, clutching her briefcase and rushing away.
Lu Hanchuan walked towards Fu Xiaoyao, lowered his head to glance at the mess on the ground, his eyes flickering, "Did you hear all of that"
Fu Xiaoyao clutched her hands tightly, choked back tears and said: “Why… why would you treat me like this…”
"Sorry!" Lu Hanchuan's eyes narrowed.
His apology made Fu Xiaoyao's heart ache even more, and she directly squatted on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
Lu Hanchuan reached out his hand, wanting to pull her up, but seeing her cry so heartbreakingly, he ultimately gave up, clenching his fist and withdrawing it into his pocket.
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Xiaoyao's cries gradually subsided.
Lu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips, "Since you heard everything just now, I won't hide it from you, Fu Xiaoyao, I need your bone marrow!"
Fu Xiaoyao's body trembled, her voice bitter. "So... you only remembered me because of my bone marrow"
"Yes!" Lu Hanchuan looked into her eyes and slowly uttered a word.
He didn't want to deceive her, nor did he want to deceive himself.
If only her bone marrow could save Xiao Ya, he might never have appeared before her in his lifetime.
"As expected..." Fu Xiaoyao retreated two steps, her eyes red. "I should have thought of this a long time ago. You never put me in your heart, and how could there be no purpose for suddenly appearing."
Lu Hanchuan's thin lips moved slightly, but he said nothing.
Fu Xiaoyao raised her sleeve and wiped her eyes, "Who is Qi Ya"
If she had heard correctly, he wanted to use her bone marrow to save the woman named Qi Ya.
That Qi Ya must be very important to him.
"She's... my friend," Lu Hanchuan lowered his gaze, his eyelids concealing all emotions in his eyes.
"Friend" Fu Xiaoyao repeated his words, suddenly laughing with a sour tone, "Really just friends"
What kind of friend would even resort to plotting against his own wife
"Fu Xiaoyao, what do you mean Don't you trust me" Lu Hanchuan frowned tightly.
He couldn't let go of Xiaoya, but he and Xiaoya were impossible.
"I didn't doubt you." Knowing Lü Hánchuan was angry because of her questioning, Fu Xiǎoyáo shook her head repeatedly, explaining, "I've just never heard of you having female friends before, so I couldn't help but think too much."
"I know exactly what to do and what not to do!" Lu Hanchuan pursed his lips and glanced at her with a sneer.
Is he trying to reassure her
A sweet sensation arose in Fu Xiaoyao's heart, and a hint of smile unconsciously appeared in her eyes.
"Come in with me." Lu Hanchuan turned and walked toward the study.
Fu Xiaoyao pinched her fingers and hurriedly followed his steps.
Lu Hanchuan pulled open the drawer of his desk and took out a file, pushing it forward to Fu Xiaoyao.
"Have a look at this."
Fu Xiaoyao opened the document, her eyes trembling. "Bone marrow donation form"
Lu Hanchuan hummed, "Read it through."
“......Fine.” Fu Xiaoyao forced a smile, trying hard to keep her spirits up and continue watching.
After reading, she closed the file and returned it to Lu Hanchuan, her heart filled with shock. "Miss Qi Ya, is she in the late stage of leukemia"
"Well, only a bone marrow transplant has a 60% chance of curing Xiaoya's illness." Lu Hanchuan clenched his fists, his voice laced with undisguised worry.
Fu Xiaoyao heard it, biting her lip with a sour taste. "Why does it have to be my bone marrow"
Xiao Ya, that's really affectionate.
He only calls her "Xiao Yao" in front of his grandfather and her mother.
Lu Hanchuan looked up at Fu Xiaoyao, "Because only yours is the most suitable."
"Me" Fu Xiaoyao pointed at her own nose, her expression filled with astonishment. "But I don't remember ever doing a bone marrow match. How did you find out"
"Premarital physical examination." Lu Hanchuan pulled up a chair and sat down. "Si Nian selected you when screening the gene archive at the hospital. Your bone marrow compatibility is the highest."
"No wonder..." Fu Xiaoyao smiled bitterly.
Lu Hanchuan fell silent for a few seconds, crossing his legs, "This matter was my fault. I should have told you from the beginning."
Fu Xiaoyao shook her head and didn't reply.
Lu Hanchuan sighed, "I know you're uncomfortable, but I hope you can agree to donate bone marrow. Xiaoya is still waiting for a life-saving transplant. After the surgery is successful, I will give you whatever compensation you want."
"Then, if you were to agree to become my true husband, would you" Fu Xiaoyao looked at him, her eyes sparkling with hope.
Lu Hanchuan was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said in a soft voice, "If this is what you want, then go ahead!"
He actually agreed!
Hearing the man's answer, Fu Xiaoyao was a little surprised, but what followed was sadness, not a bit of happiness.
His tone of voice sounded so reluctant.
Still the same, he agreed with his mouth, but in his heart he resisted.
Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoyao raised her head and forcefully suppressed the urge to cry, "I understand. I'll consider it..."
She took a deep breath and turned towards the door.
"Wait a minute." Lu Hanchuan called out to her.
Fu Xiaoyao suddenly stopped.
Lu Hanchuan got up and walked over, "Take it!"
"What do you want me to do with this" Fu Xiaoyao looked at him blankly, holding the bank card in her hand.
Lu Hanchuan saw that she didn't take it, so he directly pulled her hand and placed the card in her palm. "This is my副卡, you can buy whatever you want. Also, I'll inform finance to have them transfer your living expenses to Auntie Song's account every month. You don't have to spend any money anymore."
"As for living expenses, forget it. I don't need this. I don't really need to buy anything anyway." Fu Xiaoyao returned the bank card to Lu Hanchuan.
Lu Hanchuan's face turned cold. "Don't you"
She once again refused his money!
Fu Xiaoyao sniffed, "I already owe you five million, and I don't know when I can pay it back. If I take this too, I'm afraid I'll never be able to repay it."
"You're really clear about this, aren't you!" Lu Hanchuan snorted coldly, his voice tinged with a hint of annoyance he didn't even notice himself.
He had just proposed making a real marriage, but now he wasn't willing to accept his kindness.
What on earth is she thinking
Fu Xiaoyao tapped her nails, "I'm clear about this, because I don't want others to think that I married you for your money."
"Since it's not for money, then what do you want" Lu Hanchuan narrowed his long and narrow eyes, his complex gaze scrutinizing her small face.
Fu Xiaoyao's mouth opened and closed for a long time, but she couldn't utter a word.
She actually really wanted to say, she was drawn to him as a person.
But will he believe it
Fu Xiaoyao gave a self-deprecating smile, ultimately pressing down on the truest thought in her heart. She changed her words and said: "It's nothing, I haven't figured out how to say it yet. I'll tell you next time. I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest."
Saying nothing more, she hung her head and walked past him out of the room.
Lu Hanzchuan didn't get an answer. His eyes were deep and unreadable as he stared at her back, a nameless irritability churning in his heart.his coffee, "I still have something to do, I'll go later. You go out first." 。He waved them away. 。Fu Xiaoyao originally still wanted to persuade him that no matter how busy he was, he should eat firs...