Fu Xiaoyao suddenly woke up with a jolt. She opened her eyes and saw the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Everything around her was newly renovated.,He turned in shock, caught off guard by the sight of a man in a white shirt walking over from the side room, a bottle of red wine in his hand. He casually straightened his collar, revealing an alluring collarbone.,"Aunt Song, I was just waking up." Fu Xiaoyao awkwardly turned away, not daring to look at the man's face.。