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.,"Aunt Song, I wasn't fully awake just now," Fu Xiaoyao awkwardly turned away, not daring to look at the man's face.,Just as I was thinking how to brush this matter aside, the measured footsteps of a calm person approached.。