Chapter 607: I Don't Hate Him Anymore

for a coconut milk. 。Fu Xiaoyao knew she was taking care of herself, feeling both touched and helpless, "You don't have to worry about me, order whatever you want, I won't eat." 。"That can't be done...Hearing the crying voice on the phone and her words, Shi Mo knew she had understood.

"Yes, we were all wrong. But Lu Hanchuan was also at fault. Who made him always act so cold and aloof, making us subconsciously ignore these things But to be honest, six years ago, he lost his grandfather and you one after another. He was undoubtedly the most painful one." Shi Mo sighed.

Fu Xiaoyao was still crying, "But I never thought about these things. I hate that he forgot me, but I didn't think about what he would feel when he learned of my death..."

"So, we were all wrong. His amnesia was because he was in too much pain, unable to accept the deaths of the two people he cared about most. Plus, he had surgery on his head at the time, so under the grief, he lost his memory. He's very innocent, you know." Shi Mo replied.

Fu Xiaoyao laughed self-deprecatingly, "Speaking of it, I'm still not trusting him enough."

If she could have delivered more trust, told him sooner that she was still alive, maybe so much wouldn't have happened between them.

"Yao Yao, what are you going to do next Lu Hanchuan told me that you don't want to be with him anymore, but he won't let go. You..."

"I don't know." Fu Xiaoyao clutched her hair. "I'm so confused right now, I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, no rush. Take your time and think it through." Shi Mo didn't pressure her.

Fu Xiaoyao remained silent.

After a moment, the call ended. She put her phone down and rested her face on her desk, hiding her expression from view.

I don't know how long it had been, but Lisa came in holding a file and knocking on the door. Seeing her like this, he was startled and thought she was sick. He hurriedly went forward to help her up, "Manager, are you okay"

"I'm fine." Fu Xiaoyao replied in a hoarse voice.

Lisa still wasn't convinced, she touched her forehead again to make sure it wasn't hot. Relieved, she let out a breath and said, "That's good. But why are you lying on the table Is your kidney hurting"

"No, I'm just a bit depressed. Is something the matter" Fu Xiaoyao rubbed her temples and asked in a hoarse voice.

Lisa handed her the file. "This is last month's inventory report."

"Well, put it down. I'll take a look tomorrow. I'm a bit tired today, so I'm going back." Fu Xiaoyao got up and said weakly.

Lisa, seeing her like this, naturally had no objections. Besides, seeing that she didn't look well, she proactively sent her back to her apartment.

After arriving at the apartment, Fu Xiaoyao kicked off her high heels and went back to her room. She flopped onto the bed in the bedroom and fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after she fell asleep, the door suddenly creaked open. A tall figure appeared in the doorway and slowly walked in.

The man walked to the bed and stopped, looking down at her intently.

After a while, the man suddenly sat down at the edge of the bed and reached out to touch her pale face. He let out a soft sigh, "Ah..."

At that moment, the man's phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

The man withdrew his hand from Fu Xiaoyao's face and took out his phone from his pocket to glance at it. It was a text message.

The text message was from Shi Mo. Lu Hanchuan didn't hesitate and opened it directly. There was only one sentence: Is Yao Yao okay

Lu Hanchuan 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 pocket.

He is here now because Shi Mo said she wasn't quite comfortable with Fu Xiaoyao and asked him to come and have a look.

So he hurried over, and before coming here, he stopped by the energy company. He learned that she had left the company after he arrived.

And Shi Mo told him why he didn't trust Fu Xiaoyao, especially the phone call between Shi Mo and Fu Xiaoyao. Shi Mo didn't hide anything and told him everything.

In fact, Shi Mo was right. When his grandfather passed away, he didn't get to see him for the last time. He had always felt guilty and blamed himself for it.

Later, when he learned that Fu Xiaoyao had also passed away, he couldn't accept it even more, and even thought about dying together.

Because he always felt useless, unable to protect anyone, he had already lost his memory before he even considered harming himself.

But now he suddenly felt very fortunate to have amnesia, otherwise he wouldn't have met her.

"Sorry..." Lu Hanchuan looked at Fu Xiaoyao, suddenly apologized, and then leaned down and kissed her cheek.

He kissed for a long time without getting up, until she shifted uncomfortably, and then he straightened up.

This night, Lu Hankan did not leave, and stayed with Fu Xiaoyao all night.

The next day, Fu Xiaoyao woke up and saw the man lying beside her bed.

He was sleeping at the moment, but his brows were furrowed and the dark circles under his eyes showed that he wasn't sleeping well.

Well, with that kind of posture, how could you possibly sleep well

Fu Xiaoyao moved, propping herself up to sit.

Lu Hanzchuan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt something. He opened his eyes abruptly. "Awake"

Fu Xiaoyao pursed her lips, "How did you get here"

Lu Hanchuan raised an eyebrow slightly. He suddenly noticed that her attitude towards him had changed again.

At first, when she used the identity of Shi Yao, her attitude towards him was passionate, but he always felt that it was out of place.

Until two days ago, he confessed his feelings to her. After she rejected him, he realized that her passion for him was fake, which is why it always felt off.

Moreover, after she rejected his confession, she no longer acted warmly towards him. Her attitude naturally changed, becoming cold and indifferent, occasionally even mocking and taunting him.

Now, the coldness was gone, and the sarcasm had disappeared. His attitude suddenly became much more natural, but there was still a hint of awkwardness in that naturalness.

Is it because of the phone call you had with Shi Mo yesterday

Thinking of this, Lu Hanchuan's thin lips curled slightly, and he replied softly, "It was Shi Mo who said he wasn't at ease with you, so he asked me to come and have a look."

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao's eyes flickered. "There's nothing about me that wouldn't put your mind at ease, President Lu. You should go back."

"The title 'General Lu' is too impersonal, I don't like it," Lu Hanchuan said directly.

Fu Xiaoyao frowned, just about to speak.

He spoke up first: “Just call me by my name.”

Fu Xiaoyao, of course, wouldn't listen to him. Adding his name, she leaned against the headboard and looked at him faintly, "Lu Zong, I should also say sorry to you."

"Hmm" Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes.

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyes. “The biggest reason I hate you and put you on the list of people to be avenged is because when I needed you most, you forgot about me. You rekindled your old romance with Qi Ya. At that time, in my eyes, you betrayed me and abandoned me, so I have hated you ever since.”

Speaking of which, the corner of her mouth suddenly curled into a wry smile, “But yesterday my brother’s phone call made me realize completely that my hatred actually doesn’t mean anything. I only considered my own feelings and never thought about what kind of consequences my death would bring to you. This is my oversight, so I'm sorry.”

Lu Hchuan said nothing, only looking at her until after a while, he opened his mouth, “So you still hate me”

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head. "I don't hate him anymore. I just said, my hatred is meaningless, even a little ridiculous."

He forgot her because her death brought him immense pain and guilt, so his spirit protected itself by sealing away his memories. Otherwise, he might have broken down.

And he brought Qi Ya back to the villa, also in order to give her a kidney transplant.

It can be said that he did all of this for her, and she hated him for it for six years. It was her fault.aughter.But even if it hurts, what's the point This isn't her home; she's destined to leave.Previously, she had always considered this place as her home, her sanctuary. But now she realized that it w...