Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire-Chapter 33: The Importance of the Body

Su Qingnuan quickly realized what was happening and walked over to push Fu Yihan.

"Let’s go back first." Fu Yihan said to the two people sitting on the sofa with an expressionless face, "Qin Chuan, continue investigating that medication."

Qin Chuan waved his hand impatiently, "Got it! Just leave already!"

Fu Yihan glanced at him and then looked away, speaking in a low voice, "Let’s go."

After leaving the small villa, the two got into the car.

During the ride, Fu Yihan didn’t say a single word to her.

The spacious back seat, the portion Su Qingnuan occupied, was no more than a quarter of the space, making her appear pitiful.

Fu Yihan stared at the window. On the black glass, her hunched figure was reflected.

For some reason, this person always behaved like this—timid and hesitant no matter where she was.

Initially, she emulated Su Yuerou’s demeanor, showing some semblance of authority, but now her true form was revealed.

"Su Qingnuan." Fu Yihan suddenly said.

Su Qingnuan brought her gaze back and looked at Fu Yihan in confusion.

"Mr. Fu, what is it?"

Fu Yihan quietly looked at her, his gaze not as cold as before, yet devoid of any other emotions.

Su Qingnuan tilted her head, her eyes brimming with uncertainty.

"Mr. Fu?" she asked again.

Fu Yihan furrowed his brow, looked away, and turned his gaze to the window.

"Don’t tell anyone about what happened today."

Su Qingnuan hurriedly smiled, "Don’t worry, Mr. Fu, I’ll keep my mouth shut."

"Mm."

Silence fell, and the car was filled with an oppressive quiet.

Su Qingnuan turned to look out the window again. She had noticed earlier that the road leading to Fu Yihan’s private villa wasn’t far from the route to her family’s home.

The home she hadn’t returned to in ages...

"What are you looking at?"

His cool voice sounded again.

Su Qingnuan snapped out of her thoughts and turned around, puzzled.

"Mr. Fu, did you call out to me again?"

"..."

Fu Yihan furrowed his brow, following her gaze out the window.

On this all-too-familiar road, with just one look, Fu Yihan instantly understood.

"Want to go back?" he asked.

Su Qingnuan shook her head slightly, smiling bitterly, "I can’t go back."

She was now the abandoned daughter of the Su family. Returning home would be nothing short of inviting trouble.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to go back; she simply couldn’t.

Fu Yihan’s eyes darkened as he looked at her deeply.

Su Qingnuan lowered her gaze and whispered, "But this life isn’t so bad either."

His eyes shifted slightly, and Fu Yihan turned his gaze elsewhere.

"Follow the terms of the contract. I’ll keep my promises," he said coldly.

The distant tone, at this moment, felt particularly reassuring to Su Qingnuan.

Su Qingnuan nodded seriously and smiled faintly, "Don’t worry, Mr. Fu. I’ll carry out the tasks you’ve given me."

"Mm."

Soon, their car stopped.

Ah Qi helped Fu Yihan out of the car, and Su Qingnuan, looking at the familiar building outside, took a deep breath and followed suit.

The Old Master, upon seeing Fu Yihan, was visibly thrilled, his face lighting up with joy as he walked over.

"How did it go?"

Fu Yihan glanced at him, his expression indifferent, "Nothing yet."

"..."

The Old Master stared at him in puzzlement, "That’s impossible! I specifically made arrangements on their side!"

Fu Yihan raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a mocking smile as he turned to look at the Old Master.

The Old Master quickly said, "Yihan, Grandpa has your best interests in mind—don’t overthink it."

"Overthink?" Fu Yihan sneered coldly, "Perhaps I’ve been underthinking it."

The Old Master awkwardly pursed his lips but swiftly regained his composure.

"Tomorrow! There’s a gathering tomorrow—all people from the circle. Once everyone knows you, Grandpa’s goals will be achieved."

Fu Yihan stared at him with a blank expression, enunciating every word, "No way."

"..... Yihan!" The Old Master’s smile faded as his face turned stern, "Grandpa is laying the groundwork for you right now—what’s wrong with you?"

"It’s unnecessary." Fu Yihan turned away, his back facing the Old Master, "I’ll handle my own affairs. You don’t need to worry."

With that, he headed toward the elevator.

"You ungrateful brat!" The Old Master stomped on the spot, seething with anger.

Su Qingnuan cautiously followed Fu Yihan.

"Qingnuan!"

"..."

Su Qingnuan turned her head, her face blooming with a smile.

"Grandpa."

"Come here and chat with Grandpa." The Old Master gestured for her to approach.

Su Qingnuan lowered her gaze, hiding her bitter smile, and followed the Old Master into the living room.

"Sit." The Old Master pointed to the sofa across from him, his expression serious.

Su Qingnuan sat down, her posture impeccably proper.

"Do you know why I called you here?" The Old Master poured himself a cup of tea, his probing gaze fixed on her.

Su Qingnuan felt a twinge of alarm in her heart. Bowing her head, she replied cautiously, "If Grandpa is asking about today’s events, I’ve done my best as a granddaughter-in-law, but the circumstances were somewhat unusual." freewebnøvel.com

"Unusual circumstances? How unusual?" The Old Master furrowed his brows, looking at her meaningfully, "Qingnuan, you should understand one thing: right now, you are his wife. Your fortunes rise and fall with his. Only if he does well will you do well."

His gaze was as sharp as an eagle’s, fixed intently on her.

Su Qingnuan’s fingers intertwined nervously, twisting uneasily. She bit her lip and remained silent.

"What’s the matter? Do you think I, this old man, am unreasonable?" The Old Master chuckled as he questioned her.

"No... not at all." Su Qingnuan responded softly, her tone uncertain, "Grandpa, in fact, all these worldly possessions mean little to me. As long as Yihan is healthy, that’s enough for me."

The Old Master froze, the wisps of steam from his tea curling upward.

Su Qingnuan didn’t get a response and couldn’t help but look up in confusion.

"Grandpa, did I say something wrong?" Su Qingnuan asked cautiously.

"No..." The Old Master sighed deeply, his hand resting on his forehead, "You’re right. I’ve been too impatient. His health is what truly matters."

The Old Master lowered his head and placed his teacup back down, waving his hand with a smile, "Go upstairs for now. You’ve both worked hard today—get some rest early."

Su Qingnuan smiled and wasted no time standing up, quickly heading upstairs.

Watching her retreating figure, the Old Master’s thoughtful gaze lingered, unmoved.

...

Su Qingnuan returned to her room and found Ah Qi sitting on the sofa.

"Ah Qi, how is Mr. Fu doing?" Su Qingnuan asked.

Ah Qi hurriedly stood up, speaking respectfully, "Madam, the Eldest Young Master has taken his medication and is already lying down."

"Good." Su Qingnuan smiled, withdrawing her gaze. After a moment, she paused and looked at Ah Qi again, "Then why are you still here?"

Ah Qi’s expression, usually as cold as stone, cracked momentarily.

"Qin Chuan said the medication might have side effects, so he asked me to stay and watch over the Eldest Young Master tonight."

"Ah, I see!" Su Qingnuan nodded in sudden realization, then smiled faintly, "I think I have some bedding in my room. I’ll get it for you—wait here for a moment."

"Ah! Madam, no need..."

Before Ah Qi could finish his words of refusal, Su Qingnuan had already entered the room.