Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire

Chapter 155: Chapter 155 Threatening Words

"Eldest Young Madam?"

Su Qingnuan regained her senses, her expression blank as she looked at the person in front of her.

"What are you doing standing here?" Auntie held a tray in her hands, smiling gently. "I was just preparing to send dessert to you and the Eldest Young Master upstairs!"

"Ah..."

Her gaze swept across the tempting desserts on the tray, and Su Qingnuan quickly reached out. "Auntie, let me do it."

"Alright, thank you, Eldest Young Madam."

"You’re welcome."

Carrying the dessert out of the kitchen, the sofa was already vacant.

Su Qingnuan’s expression shifted slightly, her eyes glanced toward the doorway, but there was no one.

Where did he go?

She looked around but still did not spot his figure. Giving up, Su Qingnuan turned and headed upstairs.

...

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fu Yihan’s eyelids twitched slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Put the things over there and come over to sort these documents for me."

The sound of rustling came as the person stood opposite him, partially blocking the light on Fu Yihan’s side.

Fu Yihan frowned slightly. "Move to the side."

The shadow in front did not dissipate, the tall figure continued to cast over his papers.

Pausing his movements, Fu Yihan raised his eyes.

The person before him held the documents in her hands, standing there with a troubled expression.

"Su Qingnuan!"

"Ah?" Su Qingnuan snapped out of her daze and looked at Fu Yihan with confusion.

"I meant, come over to this side," Fu Yihan said with raised eyebrows.

"Oh..."

Obediently, Su Qingnuan moved to the side Fu Yihan indicated, her gaze lowering.

Noticing her tightly knit brows, clear eyes full of worry, he shifted his focus back and calmly resumed his tasks.

After a while, the person beside him still remained motionless.

"Su Qingnuan." Fu Yihan suddenly called.

"Ah?" Su Qingnuan turned back to him.

Setting down the papers, Fu Yihan propped a hand under his head, his gaze burning as he stared at her. "Do I have to ask, or will you tell me yourself?"

"..."

Su Qingnuan slowly lowered her head and murmured, "Mr. Fu, the Second Young Master seems to know that I am not Su Yuerou."

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression unmoved. "And then?"

"He..." Thinking about what Fu Yixing had just said, Su Qingnuan’s brows furrowed deeply. "The Second Young Master said he wants you, Mr. Fu, to discover my identity and then kick me out of the Fu family."

"..."

Fu Yihan’s gaze turned peculiar, staring at Su Qingnuan for a moment.

"If he doesn’t know, that’s one thing. But you, knowing the truth yourself, why are you still so troubled?"

Su Qingnuan clutched the hem of her clothes nervously, her grip involuntary but strong. "I’m worried... What if Grandfather finds out..."

"Did he say he was going to tell Grandfather?" Fu Yihan asked steadily.

Su Qingnuan shook her head. "No, but..."

"If he doesn’t say anything, you just pretend you don’t know." Turning to face her, Fu Yihan interrupted her calmly, picking up the documents and placing them in her hands. "I won’t ignore this matter on your behalf. Focus on what you need to do and stop worrying about irrelevant things."

I won’t ignore this matter on your behalf...

Su Qingnuan froze slightly, staring blankly at Fu Yihan.

He deftly picked up a new document and spread it across the desk, his deep eyes flashing with sharp brilliance.

"Mr. Fu..." Su Qingnuan came back to her senses, speaking with some emotion. "Thank you."

"If you want to thank me, hurry up and get through these documents." Fu Yihan said casually, lifting his eyelids.

"Alright."

Pulling herself together, Su Qingnuan redirected her attention from the previous matters and focused earnestly on the task at hand as instructed by Fu Yihan.

The two worked diligently to sort through the documents, and by the time they finished, the sky outside had already darkened.

Having only eaten some dessert, the two finally began to feel hungry.

"Mr. Fu, I’ll go ask Auntie to prepare some food." Su Qingnuan proposed.

Fu Yihan’s eyelids twitched slightly and murmured in acknowledgment.

Turning away from the room, Su Qingnuan was about to head downstairs when the study room door to the right opened, and Grandfather walked out.

"Grandfather." Su Qingnuan greeted politely. "Have you eaten dinner yet?"

Grandfather’s sharp gaze lingered on her briefly before shifting past her toward the room behind.

"Where’s Yihan?"

Su Qingnuan turned her head. "He’s resting inside."

"Hmm." Grandfather brushed past Su Qingnuan. "You go eat something. I need to talk to Yihan."

"Alright."

Eating by herself downstairs, Su Qingnuan still did not see Grandfather emerge. She turned on the television and stared at the screen absentmindedly.

It wasn’t clear how long had passed when there was noise near the elevator. Su Qingnuan quickly got up.

Grandfather was pushing Fu Yihan out of the elevator, heading in her direction. noveldrama

"Grandfather." Su Qingnuan walked over, smiling. "Let me help."

Grandfather glanced at her briefly but avoided her hand, his expression cold.

On the other hand, Fu Yihan sat calmly in the wheelchair, observing her with a look of schadenfreude.

"I’m taking Yihan out for a while. Stay home and rest well, Yuerou."

Her outstretched hand froze mid-air. Su Qingnuan belatedly nodded but saw the two disappear through the front door.

Something must have happened for them to be in such a hurry.

Watching their departing figures, Su Qingnuan withdrew her gaze and went upstairs.

Lying in bed, Su Qingnuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Fu Yixing’s words echoed persistently in her mind, refusing to fade away.

Not knowing how much time had passed, as the world grew silent, Su Qingnuan gradually fell into thought.

"Bang!"

The sudden loud sound jolted Su Qingnuan awake from her sleep.

Listening to the noisy commotion outside, Su Qingnuan pushed her door open.

"Move quickly!" Ah Qi directed the people behind him as they shuffled inward.

Watching the people bustling in and out, Su Qingnuan frowned.

"Ah Qi." Su Qingnuan approached, puzzled. "What’s going on?"

"Eldest Young Madam?" Ah Qi glanced at her and spoke apologetically. "Sorry for the disturbance."

Su Qingnuan shook her head, her gaze remaining on the strangers. "What’s all this for?"

"...Changing the bed."

"Changing beds? At this hour?"

"...Yes." Ah Qi avoided Su Qingnuan’s gaze, his eyes flickering. "Eldest Young Madam, we’ll need your help moving some things later on too."

Su Qingnuan blinked. "What are we moving?"

Ah Qi raised his hand, pointing toward Fu Yihan’s room. "Moving everything there."

"..." Her smile froze. "Did Grandfather find out?"

Ah Qi nodded with difficulty. "This bed was handpicked by Grandfather for the two of you. He only knows that the Eldest Young Master said the house’s current beds weren’t big enough, so he bought a new one."

No wonder... No wonder Grandfather, who is typically so kind and mild-mannered, suddenly acted coldly today.

Glancing back at the room she had been living in for some time, Su Qingnuan asked tentatively, "What about this place then?"

"Grandfather said it’ll now be a private study for you both."

"..."

Before Su Qingnuan could fully process what was happening, another group of people came in carrying a massive bed, heading straight for Fu Yihan’s room.

This setup... It seemed Grandfather wasn’t joking this time.

As bedding materials were continuously brought into the room, Su Qingnuan finally spotted Fu Yihan standing at the doorway.

His expression remained indifferent, but noticing her gaze, Fu Yihan raised his eyebrows, and a faint, mocking smile hovered on his lips as he looked back at her.