Fu Xiaoyao suddenly woke up with a jolt, her eyes snapping open to the sight of the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Everything around her was elegantly furnished.,"Did you see any strangers upstairs this morning My room—someone seems to have gotten into my room!" Fu Xiaoyao's face was as white as paper. She shuddered uncontrollably, thinking about what happened in her dream.,It seemed as if he hadn't heard what Aunt Song had said. Lu Hanchuan walked over, took a glass, and poured himself a glass of red wine.。