Chapter 35 I Am Willing to Donate

n suppressed the urge to vomit from the sour smell, frowned and ordered, "Have someone come and clean this up, then get me a clean set of clothes.""And what about Fu Secretary" Qiao Mu pointed at the..."What could I say to her" Fu Xiaoyao looked at him curiously.

She didn't know Qi Ya at all, and they had never even met. How could she possibly talk to her

"Tell her you're my wife." Lu Hanchuan walked to the bed with a gloomy face.

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"Seems like you've remembered." he interrupted her.

"Yes, I did say that." Fu Xiaoyao bit her lip. "But I didn't say anything wrong."

"That's right, but did I tell you not to spread about our relationship" Lu Hanchuan's thin lips curled into a chill.

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her head, her voice a whisper. "Yes, but I didn't say my name, she doesn't know who I am..."

"You should be glad she doesn't know, and doesn't believe it, otherwise I wouldn't forgive you if something happened to Xiao Ya!" Lu Hanchuan tore off his necktie and turned to go into the cloakroom.

Fu Xiaoyao sat on the bed, her face becoming paler and paler.

She didn't understand, she had only said that he was her husband, what could Qi Ya possibly do

He even questioned her the moment he returned.

Fu Xiaoyao tucked the blanket in and leaned against the headboard, her heart heavy with sadness.

Lu Hanchuan changed into a new set of clothes and came out from the walk-in closet, "Your medical report is back."

Fu Xiaoyao stiffened for a moment, then quickly regained her composure. "Is that so"

"You don't ask me what the result is" Lu Hánchuan raised an eyebrow at her.

Fu Xiaoyao slightly twitched the corner of her mouth, squeezing out a reluctant smile, "It's all the same."

"What does that mean"

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyelids and didn't answer.

It doesn't matter to her what the outcome is.

He won't give up her bone marrow, so her bone marrow is definitely being donated.

Seeing that Fu Xiaoyao didn't speak, Lu Hanchuan walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine and opened it, then still said the result, "You won't have any aftereffects."

"Really" Fu Xiaoyao straightened her back.

"It's true." Lü Hánchuan sat down on the sofa opposite the bed and nodded lightly.

Fu Xiaoyao smiled.

Although she knew she couldn't avoid donating her bone marrow in the end, hearing this still eased her mind.

"So what's your answer" Lu Hanchuan swirled his glass of wine, gazing intently into her eyes.

Fu Xiaoyao's heart pounded, she gripped her hands and said, "I already have the answer, but Hanchuan, I still want to ask you one question. Answer me first, then I'll tell you what my answer is."

"Question"

"Yes."

Lu Hanchuan hesitated for a moment, "Go ahead and ask."

Fu Xiaoyao took a deep breath, "My question is, if I don't want to donate bone marrow, what will you do"

"So your answer is that you're unwilling" Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at him, "Answer me first."

Lü Hánchuan rubbed the rim of his wine glass, his eyes flickering with indecision. Finally, as if he had made a decision, he slowly uttered four words, "Forced execution!"

Fu Xiaoyao's heart instantly turned cold, she bitterly closed her eyes and murmured, "Sure enough..."

Even though I had already guessed his answer, I couldn't accept it when I actually heard it.

"You really care about Miss Qi Ya," Fu Xiaoyao said, her lips bitten raw.

Lu Hanchuan drank a mouthful of wine and slammed the cup down heavily, "I can't let her die!"

"What about me then" Fu Xiaoyao grabbed at her chest, revealing a smile even uglier than crying. "So you can sacrifice me, right"

"You won't die!" Lu Hanchuan rubbed his temples irritably.

I don't understand why she has to make simple things so complicated.

Hearing the impatience in his voice, Fu Xiaoyao felt both wronged and angry. Tears welled up in her eyes, "I won't die, but doesn't everyone want to be whole You only care about my bone marrow, have you ever thought about how I feel"

Lu Hanchuan fell silent.

A moment later, he stood up, "This is my fault. I didn't explain things clearly to you at the beginning, but I will take responsibility for you and make sure you won't donate bone marrow in vain."

"I don't want you to be responsible, but I hope you can agree to one condition of mine. As long as you agree, I'll sign the donation book." Fu Xiaoyao raised her sleeve and roughly wiped away her tears,

Lu Hanchuan caught sight of her actions and unconsciously furrowed his brows, somewhat disapproving. "Still the same conditions as last time"

"No." Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, her emotions calming slightly.

"What's that"

“I know, you don’t have feelings for me, and the thought of becoming true husband and wife with me makes you unwilling. I won’t force you. I just hope you can give me a child.” Fu Xiaoyao clenched her hands tightly together, mustered all her courage in her life, and said these words out loud.

She knew what she was doing was wrong.

But she was truly at her wit's end. The old master wanted her to give birth to a child for the Lu family. If she couldn't, the old master might force her and Lu Hánchuan to divorce.

She didn't want a divorce, so this was her last resort. It was also partly selfish; she hoped that if they had children, he might start looking at her with more affection. Then they could truly be a real couple.

"Do you want children" Lu Hanchuan's pitch-black pupils were filled with a hint of astonishment. He never expected Fu Xiaoyao's condition to be this.

Fu Xiaoyao whispered, pointing at her fingers, "I'm actually fine. It's mainly that Grandpa wants to hold the great-grandchild. He has urged me many times in the past three years, even saying that if he doesn't hold the great-grandchild again, there will be no chance..."

Lu Hanchuan did not doubt that Fu Xiaoyao was deceiving him, because the old man had also told him the same thing.

He didn't want children, but his grandfather was indeed getting older, his bodily functions were starting to decline, and perhaps this was just the last few years. And his grandfather only recognized Fu Xiaoyao as his granddaughter-in-law.

He didn't love Fu Xiaoyao, but he didn't mind getting close to her. It was simply because she lacked the cloying scent of perfume and vanity that repulsed him, and the petty thoughts that disgusted him. Perhaps having a child with her wouldn't be so bad either. He could just consider it as fulfilling his grandfather's wish.

And most importantly, he and Xiaoya are impossible. Xiaoya won't give up dancing and her figure to stay at home and have children.

Thinking of this, Lu Hanchuan puffed out his cheeks and let out a light breath, "Good!"

"What" Fu Xiaoyao was a little taken aback.

Lu Hanchuan poured himself another glass of wine, "I said, I agree."

"You're not joking, are you" Fu Xiaoyao's eyes widened in disbelief.

Lu Hanchuan turned his head and gave her a cold glance, his face displeased. "Do you think I'm the type of person who jokes around"

Fu Xiaoyao hurriedly shook her head.

He was never one to smile, and she couldn't imagine what he would be like if he ever made a joke.

So he was serious.

He really agreed to give her a child.

Fu Xiaoyao bit her nails, her heart pounding with excitement, then she heard footsteps and realized Lu Hanchuan was walking towards her.

"You... what are you doing" She arched her upper body slightly backwards.

"Don't you want children You said I wanted to do what." Lu Hanchuan replied indifferently, his hand resting on the belt at his waist, slowly unbuttoning the robe. Soon his pale and muscular chest was exposed to the air.

Fu Xiaoyao's heart beat faster in an instant, her face flushed red. "That...I haven't signed the bone marrow donation form yet."

She quickly turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

"It'll be the same tomorrow." Lu Hanchuan threw off his robe and, without a word, grabbed her arm, pressing her down on the bed and leaning over her...e didn't have to leave with everyone." 。“ Qiao Mu smiled in response.” 。 Fu Xiaoyao glanced at Yu Lin. 。Yu Lin waved her hand understandingly, “Go ahead then, since this is Lu Zong’s kindness, don’t...