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.,"Oh dear! Look at me, I forgot." Aunt Song patted her forehead and explained awkwardly, "Madam, I just forgot to tell you. Master only came back last night. I was just about to tell you.",My god! The person in my dream last night was Lu Hánchuan!。