Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire-Chapter 28 - 218 Charity Event

When the gathering was finally over, Su Qingnuan wasted no time in pushing Fu Yihan back to his room.

With the help of the bodyguards, she waited for Fu Yihan to freshen up briefly and lie down before she could finally return to her own room.

After taking a shower, Su Qingnuan sprawled comfortably on the bed and let out a breath of relief.

Indeed, such occasions were simply not for her.

That night, Su Qingnuan had a dream.

In the dream, Fu Yihan had suddenly transformed into a warm and gentle older brother, indulging her every whim while being strikingly handsome.

However, the moment she opened her eyes, everything vanished.

Su Qingnuan blinked in confusion, and after realizing that it was all just a dream, she couldn’t help but click her tongue.

If Fu Yihan were truly that kind of gentle man, there was no way she would’ve been the one to marry him.

Su Qingnuan sighed faintly before getting up to tidy her room.

Once her room was neatly organized, she finally opened the door.

On the sofa, Fu Yihan was sitting there taking a short nap. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned to look at her.

Su Qingnuan paused, startled, as she stared at Fu Yihan.

"Mr. Fu, you’re up so early?"

Fu Yihan said nothing, his gaze sweeping up and down her figure before his brows furrowed slightly.

Seeing this, Su Qingnuan lowered her eyes and started reexamining her outfit.

Since they were at home, she was simply dressed in a white t-shirt and jeans—the most comfortable attire. This didn’t seem problematic, right?

Cautiously raising her eyes, she met Fu Yihan’s gaze directly.

"Change."

"....." Su Qingnuan tugged at her clothes awkwardly and said, "This outfit is more convenient."

Fu Yihan withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

Feeling helpless, Su Qingnuan turned to look at the bodyguard standing nearby.

The bodyguard stood straighter and informed her seriously, "There’s a charity event today, and both the Eldest Young Master and the Eldest Young Mistress are required to attend."

So that was why. Su Qingnuan immediately turned back to her room to change.

When the door opened again, Su Qingnuan was dressed in a pale yellow long dress.

Her complexion was already fair, and the dress only accentuated her delicate appearance even further.

Fu Yihan’s expression finally looked less displeased.

"Let’s go."

The bodyguard began pushing Fu Yihan toward the exit, with Su Qingnuan following closely behind.

The two of them descended the stairs to find the living room full of people.

Fu Yixing glanced at Fu Yihan, his gaze lingering on Su Qingnuan momentarily before shifting away.

Old Master Fu stood up and smiled, "Heading to the charity event, are we?"

Fu Yihan cast him a cold glance and responded icily, "You’ve already threatened me with your life—how could I not go?"

"....."

Embarrassment flickered across Old Master Fu’s face, though he had clearly grown accustomed to it.

His deep-set gaze landed on Su Qingnuan, and he smiled slightly, "Yurou, take good care of Yihan."

Su Qingnuan nodded quickly. "Don’t worry, Grandpa. I’ll do my best."

Old Master Fu nodded in satisfaction before turning his attention back to Fu Yihan.

"Come with me for a moment."

With that, Old Master Fu began walking toward the door.

The bodyguard released the wheelchair, and Fu Yihan quietly wheeled himself after Old Master Fu.

In an instant, the room was left with Su Qingnuan, Fu Yixing, and Yun Meifeng, making Su Qingnuan feel rather uneasy. She subtly inched closer to the bodyguard.

Noticing this, Fu Yixing scoffed.

His mocking gaze swept over her.

Su Qingnuan frowned slightly.

Yun Meifeng stood up with a faint smile, "Yurou, while they’re chatting, why don’t you grab some breakfast?"

As she spoke, she made her way toward the kitchen.

Su Qingnuan hurried to say, "Auntie, that’s not necessary. Yihan hasn’t eaten breakfast either; we’ll eat together."

She deliberately emphasized the word "together," hoping Yun Meifeng would catch the hint.

Indeed, Yun Meifeng glanced at her lightly before sitting back down.

"Ha!" Fu Yixing sneered. "Mom, don’t go out of your way. She’s acting as if she’s latched onto someone powerful and flaunting it here. As if anyone would like what you make."

".....That’s not it," Su Qingnuan murmured softly. "I just didn’t want to trouble Auntie."

Yun Meifeng gave her an understanding smile.

"It’s alright, Auntie gets it. Yihan has a difficult personality; I know it must be hard on you."

Su Qingnuan looked at her in surprise and slowly shook her head.

"Actually, Mr. Fu isn’t all that difficult to get along with...."

At least he’d lend a helping hand when she was visibly struggling.

Yun Meifeng’s eyes flashed briefly with confusion but quickly returned to their usual composure as she replied with a smile, "True, once the relationship improves, he doesn’t seem so hard to get along with."

Su Qingnuan opened her mouth to say more, but the bodyguard stepped forward, positioning himself slightly to her side.

"Eldest Young Mistress, the Eldest Young Master is urging you."

"Huh?" Su Qingnuan asked in confusion. "Already?"

The bodyguard said nothing but lowered his eyes to glance at the time.

Seeing this, Su Qingnuan bid farewell to Yun Meifeng before jogging out the door.

Watching her departure, Fu Yixing frowned deeply.

"She’s just an overly ambitious little girl. Why are you being so polite to her?"

Yun Meifeng chuckled lightly, "You! You’re simply too impatient. For things like this, we must maintain appearances on the surface."

"..."

Fu Yixing snorted coldly and turned his head away.

...

Su Qingnuan jogged out the door and found Fu Yihan sitting outside with his back to them.

Old Master Fu was already nowhere to be seen.

"Mr. Fu." Su Qingnuan walked over and stopped behind Fu Yihan.

Fu Yihan glanced at her with a cold expression, his eyes clearly burning with anger.

Had the conversation failed?

Su Qingnuan hesitated slightly, afraid to say anything further.

The bodyguard arrived in time and spoke quietly, "Eldest Young Master, it’s almost time."

Fu Yihan silently withdrew his gaze and responded softly, "Alright, let’s go."

The bodyguard pushed Fu Yihan once more, and Su Qingnuan quickly followed.

This time, as before, the charity event required the two of them to ride together due to the presence of reporters.

However, the atmosphere inside the car was exceedingly strange.

Su Qingnuan couldn’t help but quietly observe Fu Yihan. He was gazing indifferently out the window, his expression enigmatic, saying not a word. Yet, the cold aura emanating from him created a suffocating tension, leaving everyone else in the car reluctant to speak.

Finally, they arrived at the venue, and Su Qingnuan eagerly stepped out of the car to take a breath of fresh air.

"Follow me and don’t wander off."

Su Qingnuan turned back, and Fu Yihan was already propping himself on a cane, slowly lowering himself into a wheelchair.

"Alright." Su Qingnuan replied softly.

The charity event was held at a hotel, with plenty of reporters inside.

Su Qingnuan pushed Fu Yihan forward, blinking against the barrage of flashing cameras that made her vision uncomfortable.

Her foot slipped slightly, causing the wheelchair to jolt forward.

Fu Yihan turned back with an impatient look.

Seeing this, Su Qingnuan quickly said, "Sorry, the flashing lights were a little bothersome."

Fu Yihan frowned slightly, "You’ll have to adjust. Events like this will happen often. Practice using your phone’s flashlight when you get home."

"...Understood."

The two officially entered the hotel’s main hall.

Su Qingnuan noticed that the venue was packed with people, most of them prominent figures from the business world.

For such charity events, it seemed less about actual charity and more about offering members of the elite circle a chance to engage with one another privately.