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Chapter 93: Countering Qi Ya

    

staurant.And Fu Xiaoyao's attention was all on the milk tea in front of her, she didn't notice anything behind her at all."Why" Yu Lin didn't notice anything amiss and continued chatting with her, "Th..."Yes."

"So it was Miss Qi Ya who called me" Fu Xiaoyao gripped the phone tightly.

The caregiver replied, “That’s right, Miss Qi Ya has something to talk to Miss Fu. Please wait a moment.”

Soon, the person on the phone changed to Qi Ya. Unlike her gentleness and shyness in front of Lu Hanchuan, Qi Ya's voice was very cold at this moment, "Fu Xiaoyao, it's me!"

"I know," Fu Xiaoyao also said lightly, "But I remember Miss Qi Ya should have my phone number. Why not call me"

"Your phone is turned off." Qi Ya replied coldly.

Fu Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, then she smiled knowingly, “So that’s how it is, Miss Qi Yaya, what can I do for you”

"Wasn't it you last night" Qi Ya questioned.

Fu Xiaoyao frowned in confusion, "I don't understand what Miss Qi Ya is saying."

“I’m talking about Hanchuan, of course. He promised to come to the hospital last night to keep me company, but then he called and said he couldn’t make it. So, is that because you won’t let him go out!” By this point, Qi Ya’s emotions were clearly agitated.

Fu Xiaoyao rolled her eyes. "Miss Qi Ya, you're mistaken. It wasn't me who kept Hanchuan from going out, it was grandpa."

Technically, she should be grateful for Aunt Song's check-up last night.

If Song Aunty hadn't moved her old master in to pressure Lu Hanchuan, Lu Hanchuan would probably have ended up with Qi Ya...

Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoyao suddenly felt a churning in her stomach, a nauseating feeling.

"Grandpa Lu" Qi Ya was startled.

Fu Xiaoyao hummed in agreement, "That's right, it's grandpa. So if you have any questions, just ask grandpa, asking me is useless."

There was silence on the other end of the line.

After a while, Qi Ya's voice rang out again, "Fine, since it's Master Lu intervening, I won't meddle this time, but next time I won't let it go so easily."

Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao only found it extremely ridiculous, "Miss Qi, you called me just to ask if I left Hanchuan behind"

Qi Ya snorted, "Or else"

Her matter-of-fact attitude angered Fu Xiaoyao, and her tone immediately turned cold. "Miss Qi, may I ask you a question"

"What do you want to ask" Qi Ya's voice grew alert.

Fu Xiaoyao took a deep breath, "I want to ask Miss Qi, what capacity are you questioning me about keeping Hanchuan Are you his ex-girlfriend"

"What do you mean"

“What I mean is, if Miss Qi Ya were to question me as my ex-girlfriend, then you’d be going too far. An ex-girlfriend is in the past. I am now Hanchuan’s wife. You, an ex-girlfriend, questioning me, his current wife, don’t you find that shameless” Fu Xiaoyao said in a cold and aloof voice.

Qi Ya's phone call today was undoubtedly a provocation to her.

She couldn't compare to Qi Ya's position in Lu Hanchuan's heart, so what She was still Lu Hanchuan's wife.

As long as Lu Hanchuan doesn't divorce her, she is the rightful wife! She has a gentle personality, but that doesn't mean she's easy to bully. When pushed too far, she also knows how to fight back.

Fu Xiaoyao shamelessly provoked Qi Ya, making her furious. She yelled, "Fu Xiaoyao, dare you insult me"

“I didn’t curse at you, I was just stating facts. Miss Qi, do you think what I said was excessive I also think what you did was excessive. As your ex-girlfriend, you questioned whether I left your husband, which is not only excessive but also immoral.” Fu Xiaoyao calmly retorted.

"You... you..." Qi Ya was so angry she couldn't speak.

She was raised as a pampered princess, her speech carefully trained. She simply couldn't match the eloquence of Fu Xiaoyao, who grew up in the bustling city streets.

Fu Xiaoyao noticed this and rolled her eyes, continuing, "Miss Qi is my husband's ex-girlfriend. My husband is willing to take care of you because he's kind, and I don't object either, but what do you mean by constantly clinging to my husband Even making him accompany you late at night How dare you"

Since Qi Ya appeared, she has suffered a lot of grievances.

She had held back so many things for a long time, unable to speak them aloud. Her heart felt like it was bursting. Since she had already spoken one thing, she might as well go all out and say everything that was bothering her.

Having figured this out, Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were filled with determination. “Miss Qi, to be honest, you are not only thick-skinned but also have no bottom line. Even if I stay with my husband and prevent him from going to accompany you, what qualifications do you have to question me This is my husband’s home, I am his wife, and there is nothing wrong with me staying here.”

She called him husband and wife one after another, directly stimulating Qi Ya to the point of being unbearable. She roared crazily, "Shut up! Shut up!"

Fu Xiaoyao stopped, "I'll stop talking. Ms. Qi, do you have any further objections"

Qi Ya gasped for breath, “Fu Xiaoyao, don’t be complacent. Even though Hanchuan is your husband now, don’t forget he doesn’t love you. He loves me!”

“Oh, I'm his wife.” Fu Xiaoyao replied coldly.

Qi Ya was choked, "So what if you are his wife, one day you won't be, just wait and see, Han Chuan will eventually abandon you."

Fu Xiaoyao's face changed, her heart stung, but soon she regained her composure. "At least before that, I was still his wife, and you are just a woman who clings to my husband and covets my position!"

"You..." Qi Ya was furious, "What do you mean I'm clinging to Han Chuan It's you who interfered between me and Han Chuan! If it weren't for you, I would be Han Chuan's wife. You're the one who broke us up!"

"You should ask grandpa about this, and while you're at it, ask Hanchuan why you two can't get married!" Fu Xiaoyao retorted calmly.

Her words, I don't know if they hit Qi Ya's weak spot, Qi Ya suddenly stopped talking and silently hung up the phone.

Fu Xiaoyao still felt a little confused, not understanding what was wrong with Qi Ya.

According to her understanding, Qi Ya shouldn't be someone who would just let things go. After being humiliated by Qi Ya like this, there's no way she would let it slide.

But Qi Ya simply hung up the phone, which was perplexing.

"Madam, you..." Aunt Song stared dumbfounded at Fu Xiaoyao.

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her voice into the headset, "What's up"

"Madam, what you just said to Qi Ya..."

Fu Xiaoyao touched her nose a little embarrassedly, "Too much"

“No, that’s not it.” Auntie Song waved her hand. “It’s just that you’ve always been so gentle, and suddenly you’re being so aggressive. It surprised me, but you’re right, I’ve never seen a wealthy heiress rush to be someone else’s mistress.”

"I couldn't help it, Qi Ya pushed me too hard. I could only fight back with these words, besides, I had been wronged by her several times before, so I couldn't help but say them out loud." Fu Xiaoyao smiled wryly.

Aunt Song patted her shoulder, "I think you're right, Mrs. That kind of woman should have her veil ripped away."

"That's what I said, but I'm worried she'll go to Kankawa and complain." Fu Xiaoyao looked troubled.

When she said it, she felt so good. But now, she's starting to regret it.

Last time, Qi Ya turned black and white and accused Lu Hanchuan. She was warned by Lu Hanchuan.

Now that she's told him how miserable Qi Ya is, Lu Hanchuan must be heartbroken for her.

"What's wrong with filing a complaint If your husband truly wants justice for her, just tell him the truth. I don't believe he wouldn't be able to tell who is right and who is wrong. If he still defends that man, then I will tell the old master." Song comforted Fu Xiaoyao, telling her not to worry.

Fu Xiaoyao sighed, "I should just tell him the truth."

Saying that, she took out her phone and called Lu Hanchuan. at Lu Hanchuan, her expression darkened again.It was obvious that she was angry with Lü Hánchuan.Lu Hanchuan was also seeing Song Yi get angry at him for the first time, and he was taken aback."Sir,...