The future mother-in-law is still very powerful. When Han Yao got this understanding, he was looking at the photos of Fu Shaoli from childhood that Mei Qinshu took out. It was hardcovered in a photo album. The two of them flipped through it together. From time to time, they could hear Mei Qinshu say a few interesting things about taking photos.

After this, Han Yao became much less nervous about his future mother-in-law.

Later, Mei Qinshu seemed to have something to do, so he left Han Yao alone in Fu Shaoli's room and left alone. Han Yao didn't stay here for long before he went downstairs.

Together with my grandparents who were about to go home, I said goodbye to several elders of the Fu family and went home.

Today, although Han Yao was deliberately ignoring, he did not think about the uneasy that lingered in her heart. Until now, she was idle. She lay on the bed, and the uneasiness in her heart became more and more magnified.

After tossing and turning many times, I still didn't feel sleepy at all, so I turned over and sat up.

I went to the small attic on the third floor, moved a lounge chair outside the attic, and lay on it to watch the sky.

It has not yet cooled down this season in the imperial capital. Mosquitoes and small insects are flying around Han Yao, but she doesn't care about these things. She holds her cell phone in her hand and doesn't know what she is thinking.

After a long time, Han Yao, whose eyes were a little sore in the sky, moved his slightly stiff eyes, and his eyes found another bright star and stopped moving again.

The solemn national anthem pulled Han Yao out of his deep thoughts, and the phone in his hand kept shaking, followed by the flashing mobile phone screen. A click came in.

Moving her stiff neck, Han Yao raised her hand and put the flickering phone in front of her eyes. Looking at the caller ID, Han Yao hesitated whether to answer the call. Her mobile phone screen was blackened.

After half a minute, Mo Ao's cell phone rang again. This time, Han Yao did not hesitate and directly answered the phone. She didn't say anything. Listening to the faint sound of wind coming from the other end of the phone, he was silent and didn't know how to speak.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Shaoli clamped the phone, seemed a little impatient, and spoke first.

"Girl..."

Fu Shaoli said those words that had been hovering around his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

"Have your injury healed?"

Han Yao was still worried about Fu Shaoli's injury. After he said something, she didn't want to be in a bad mood, so she spoke first about his injuries.

"It's almost done."

"Then what do you call me and say, it's too late, I'm going to bed."

In his subconscious mind, Han Yao just didn't want his fans to say what he wanted to say, so he interrupted the phone without saying a few words.

In fact, after the military training, all freshmen have two days to rest. Han Yao doesn’t have to go to school tomorrow. He can go to bed at any time today.

It seems that he can have a premonition, but Han Yao just doesn't want to accept it.

On the other end of the phone, there was a rustling sound mixed with the sound of the wind. Han Yao thought for a while and was about to hang up the phone.

Suddenly, Fu Shaoli's slightly melancholy voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone, which made Han Yaoxiang take the phone out of his ears and froze.

"Han Yao, listen to me." He rarely called her like this, and most of them called her girl. Listening to his name, Han Yao panicked for no reason, and held the hand holding the phone and clenched it unconsciously.

Taking a deep breath, he couldn't even say the words "Don't say I don't want to listen to you." In desperation, Han Yao could only adjust his breath quietly.

"You say, I'll listen."

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Chapter completed!