with her and took care of her for half the night. He left the hospital when Aunt Song arrived.Fu Xiaoyao woke up at noon the next day. When she woke up, she found herself lying in a hospital bed, wit..."Just call me by my name." Fu Xiaoyao politely said.

Qi Ya adjusted her wig, "How can that be I'll still call you Miss Fu. My name is Qi Ya."

I know.

"Do you know me" Qi Ya was surprised.

Fu Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, "Hmm... I heard about you online, you're a very famous ballet dancer."

"I see," Qi Ya said with a hint of pride in her eyes, but she quickly downplayed it with humility. "It's all thanks to the fans' love. Please, Miss Fu, have a seat."

"Thank you," Fu Xiaoyao said, walking to the chair beside her hospital bed and sitting down. "I heard from Han...Mr. Lu that Miss Qi wanted to see me. Is there anything I can do for you"

Fortunately, I reacted in time, or else I almost called the wrong name.

Qi Ya didn't notice anything strange in Fu Xiaoyao's words and smiled gently, "Actually, it's nothing much. I just learned from Hanchuan that you were my bone marrow donor, so I wanted to meet you and thank you in person."

"Miss Qi, you don't need to thank me. Although I donated bone marrow, I also got what I wanted." Fu Xiaoyao subconsciously touched her small belly.

Qi Ya came interested, "May I ask what it is"

"This..." Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyes and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Miss Qi, I can't tell you."

Qiao Ya saw that she was unwilling to answer, and felt a bit displeased in her heart, but on her face she put on an expression of understanding, "It's okay, everyone has their own secrets, Miss Fu doesn't need to mind my previous question, but I have another question, I hope Miss Fu can answer me..."

Her sunken eyes narrowed.

"What's the problem" Fu Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling a sense of foreboding.

Qi Ya rubbed the book cover, and slowly opened her mouth, "I feel that Miss Fu's voice is very familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before. Do you have this feeling, Miss Fu"

Her voice was flat and monotone, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet it clearly conveyed her displeasure.

Fu Xiaoyao's hand on her knee clenched suddenly, a flicker of panic flashing in her eyes, and her expression became strained. "I don't, this is my first time meeting Miss Qi."

I didn't expect Qi Ya to actually remember that phone call.

"This is our first meeting, isn't it But I really feel like I've heard Ms. Fu's voice before." Qi Ya raised her index finger to her temple. "I remember now, the phone call a couple of days ago... you were the one who claimed to be Mrs. Hanchuan!"

Fu Xiaoyao was startled and immediately stood up, "I... I..."

"It's really you!" Qi Ya's face changed slightly, turning cold.

Fu Xiaoyao knew she couldn't stay any longer. If she stayed, her marriage to Lu Hanchuan might be exposed. She quickly slung her bag over her shoulder, "I'm so sorry, Miss Qi, you have the wrong person. Also, I've stayed long enough, so I'll take my leave."

After she finished speaking, she quickly walked towards the door.

How could Qi Ya possibly let Fu Xiaoyao leave so easily She still had so many things she hadn't asked clearly. She forcefully patted the bed beneath her, "Who allowed you to leave, stand still!"

Fu Xiaoyao pretended not to hear, and continued walking without stopping.

Qi Yajian saw that she wouldn't listen to her, her heart was furious. She could no longer maintain the gentle facade she had put on. Her eyes narrowed as she growled in a low voice, "Fu Xiaoyao, I told you to stand there, cough...cough..."

Perhaps her emotions were too intense, causing her to cough suddenly and violently before she could finish speaking.

That cough was like I was trying to cough up my lungs.

Fu Xiaoyao was afraid that Qi Yaren would really be in trouble. Her heart softened, and she stopped her steps. She turned her head and worriedly looked at her, "Are you okay"

Qi Ya had already started rolling her eyes, her fingers trembling as she pointed to the bedside, "Spray, quickly, give me the spray..."

Spray

Fu Xiaoyao followed her finger and saw a spray bottle there. It looked like a medicine for calming breaths.

"Wait for me." Fu Xiaoyao didn't dare to delay, quickly walked over and handed her the spray.

Qi Ya grabbed it and sprayed several times under her nose.

Two minutes later, she gradually recovered, as if she had passed the crisis. However, her face was still very pale.

"Miss Qi, how are you feeling" Fu Xiaoyao asked standing by the bedside.

Qi Ya didn't answer, lifting her head and fixing her gaze on the woman's neck with a dark intensity. "Where did you get the necklace around your neck"

"Is this what you're talking about" Fu Xiaoyao lifted the necklace from her neck.

"It's really the swan necklace!" Qi Ya's eyes instantly turned red, her chest heaving violently, she gritted her teeth and asked, "How do you have the swan necklace"

This necklace clearly belonged to her. It was specially designed by a designer at Han Chuan's request, a one-of-a-kind piece. There was only one in the world. He said it was a gift for her after she returned to the stage.

Now this gift is worn by this woman.

"This... what's wrong with this necklace" Fu Xiaoyao was frightened by Qi Ya's madness and subconsciously took a step back.

Qi Ya was even angrier, her face twisting slightly, "Answer me, where did you steal the necklace from"

“I didn't steal it!” Fu Xiaoyao gripped her necklace tightly, a little angry inside. “This necklace was given to me by someone else, I didn't steal it!”

“A gift” Qi Ya’s heart jumped violently. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she screamed, “Who would give you such a precious necklace Don’t you know this necklace is the only one in the world, specially designed for me by Han Chuan!”

Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao's body trembled suddenly, her face gradually paled, and her heart ached terribly.

Originally, I didn't realize this necklace held such significance. It's unique and custom-designed! Just those two words are enough to capture the hearts of all women.

It's no wonder the necklace is shaped like a swan. Qi Ya is a ballet dancer, and the most classic role in ballet isn't it a swan

But she didn't understand, since this necklace was specially made for Qi Ya, why would Lu Hanchuan give it to her.

Fu Xiaoyao bit her lower lip, her hand trembling as she held the pendant. She felt that the necklace, which she loved the most and wanted to wear every day, suddenly felt unbearably hot.

"Take off the necklace!" Qi Ya commanded, brooking no argument.

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, unwilling to take it off.

Qi Ya let out a cold smile, ignoring her weak body. She threw off the covers and got out of bed, rushing straight towards Fu Xiaoyao and grabbing the chain of her necklace, pulling it off with force.

"Hiss..." Fu Xiaoyao gasped, covering her neck in astonishment. She looked at her, utterly unprepared for the direct attack.

Qi Ya took the necklace, spread it out in her palm and looked at it carefully. Finally, a flash of fierceness appeared in her eyes, and she smashed the necklace to the ground fiercely.

“Disgusting!” she spat out the two words with utter disdain.

"You're too much!" Fu Xiaoyao looked at the broken chain with heartache, bending down to pick it up.

Qi Ya qu slammed her foot down on the necklace, "Don't pick it up! This is mine. Even if I don't want it anymore, no one else can touch it!"

Fu Xiaoyao ignored her words, crouched down to lift her foot, still wanting to pick up the necklace.

But the moment her hand touched Qi Ya's ankle, Qi Ya suddenly cried out in pain and fell backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

Fu Xiaoyao was stunned, staring blankly at Qi Ya, forgetting to react.

"What's going on" Lu Hanchuan heard the voice outside the door and pushed it open with a bang. After seeing the situation inside the ward, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Xiao Ya!" He rushed over in three hurried steps, picking up Qi Ya and placing her back on the bed. The whole time, he didn't even glance at Fu Xiaoyao's way, as if he hadn't seen her at all.

"Xiao Ya, tell me where did you fall" Lu Hanchuan asked with a tight face.he smell of disinfectant, a bit pungent, but Fu Xiaoyao didn't find it unpleasant at all. 。For the past six years, she had smelled this scent almost every day. The smell, to her, had long since becom...