"Aunt Song!" Fu Xiaoyao hurriedly put on her clothes and ran downstairs, just as the maid, Aunt Song, was cleaning in the living room.,"Did you see any strangers upstairs this morning My room—someone seems to have gotten into my room!" Fu Xiaoyao's face was as white as paper. She shuddered uncontrollably, thinking about what happened in her dream.,"Madam, you said there were strangers at home... This, this wouldn't be about Mr. ..."。