"Did you see any strangers upstairs this morning My room—I think someone got into my room!" Fu Xiaoyao's face was pale, and she trembled uncontrollably at the thought of what happened in her dream.,It seemed as if he hadn't heard what Auntie Song had said. Lu Hanchuan walked over, took a glass, and poured himself a glass of red wine.,Song Yi asked these questions in front of him, is she tired of living too comfortably。