"No! Don't leave...Don't go..." she cried out, heartbroken.,"Aunt Song!" Fu Xiaoyao hurried to put on her clothes and ran downstairs, just in time to see the nanny Aunt Song cleaning in the living room.,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.。