Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire-Chapter 153: Change System

Fu Yihan shot her a glare but didn’t say a word.

Su Qingnuan didn’t dare meet his eyes, quickly retracting her gaze and lowering her head to look at her palms.

Her fair and delicate hands were turned over and over by Su Qingnuan as she examined them, until the car came to a stop.

"Still looking?" Fu Yihan sneered. "Are your hands sprouting flowers?"

"...No."

"Still not getting out of the car?"

"Yes."

So it turned out, the brief moment of warmth earlier was all her imagination. Fu Yihan was still the same Fu Yihan.

With Ah Qi’s help, Su Qingnuan pushed Fu Yihan’s wheelchair and headed inside.

The old master was seated in the living room, his posture upright, brows knitted tightly together.

Su Qingnuan slowed her pace, calmly gazing ahead.

"Fu Yihan."

The stern call—it was exactly as she expected.

Su Qingnuan came to a halt and turned to look at Fu Yihan.

He, on the other hand, showed no change in expression and quietly stared in the old master’s direction.

"What is it?"

His tone was indifferent and detached, unmoved.

The old master rested his hands on his thighs, glowering at him.

"Come here. I have something to ask you."

Su Qingnuan quickly pushed Fu Yihan toward him. The man in the wheelchair turned back slightly, casting her a meaningful glance.

This time, Su Qingnuan completely ignored his gaze.

After all, coaxing Mr. Fu was one thing, but when it came to the old master, she really didn’t know how to navigate the situation.

The two stopped in front of the old master. Su Qingnuan locked the wheelchair’s brakes, released her grip, and said, "Grandfather, I’ll make you some tea while you talk."

The old master nodded in satisfaction and smiled. "Still so thoughtful, Yue Rou. Go ahead."

Hiding in the kitchen, Su Qingnuan spotted the housekeeper cooking and smiled. "Auntie, what’s for dinner tonight?"

The housekeeper returned her smile. "Young Madame, tonight we have the braised ribs that Eldest Young Master loves, and also dishes you enjoy."

Unable to help herself, Su Qingnuan’s lips curled upward as she gave a thumbs-up. "Auntie, your cooking is amazing. We’re in for a treat tonight."

The housekeeper modestly shook her head. "Oh no! As long as you like it, that’s all that matters."

After a bit of playful banter, Su Qingnuan leaned against the door, peeking out through it.

The atmosphere outside didn’t seem too solemn, so she carried the tea out confidently.

The two men speaking halted their conversation as soon as they heard her footsteps.

Fu Yihan’s lips twisted into a faint, sarcastic smile. "Did you just pick those tea leaves yourself?"

"..." Su Qingnuan thickened her skin and ignored his jab, placing the cup down. "Grandfather, please have some tea."

The old master chuckled lightly. "Good."

Then, Su Qingnuan set another cup in front of Fu Yihan, still smiling. "Yihan, have some tea."

"No need for tea." Fu Yihan unlocked the wheelchair and looked at Su Qingnuan. "Push me upstairs."

Su Qingnuan glanced at the old master, and seeing he didn’t object, she began pushing Fu Yihan toward the stairs.

Once they exited the elevator, Fu Yihan suddenly asked, "Are you Grandfather’s person?"

Su Qingnuan froze briefly, then quickly shook her head. "Of course not! Mr. Fu, have you forgotten? We’re on the same boat."

"I thought you’d forgotten." Fu Yihan sneered. "Then why were you so eager just now?"

As expected... always settling scores later—that was just the kind of man he was.

Su Qingnuan coughed lightly and lowered her voice. "Well, it’s Grandfather after all. Respecting him is the least we can do... He did call you, didn’t he?"

"Hmph! At least you understand basic respect for elders."

"..." Lowering her head guiltily, Su Qingnuan muttered, "Grandfather treats us well. I just thought saying a few words wouldn’t hurt..."

"That’s what you think?" Fu Yihan pressed.

Su Qingnuan paused and quickly said, "I was wrong."

"Wrong about what?" Fu Yihan relentlessly pursued.

"I shouldn’t have acted on your behalf. Whether you wanted to stay or leave should have been your decision alone."

Hearing this, Fu Yihan nodded in satisfaction. "Now, that’s better. Let’s go."

Seeing he wasn’t pursuing the matter any further, Su Qingnuan breathed a small sigh of relief.

After pushing him back into the room, Su Qingnuan finally exhaled fully, ready to return to her own room, only to be stopped in her tracks.

"Come here," Fu Yihan called from the doorway of his room, his tone stern.

Su Qingnuan carefully approached. "Mr. Fu, what is it?"

"Some documents—help me handle them."

"..."

A CEO at home—why was there still overtime?

Reluctantly, Su Qingnuan trailed behind Fu Yihan into his room, taking the files he handed her. She hesitated. "Do I have to do all of these?"

"Yes."

Looking at the thick stack of files in her hands, Su Qingnuan sighed, realizing her pleasant evening was probably out of the question now.

The two sat across from each other at the desk, each immersed in their own work. Somehow, it created a strange sense of harmony.

Feeling fatigued from sorting through documents, Su Qingnuan leaned back to stretch, only to find herself meeting his amused gaze.

"..." She immediately straightened up, looking all proper and serious. "Mr. Fu, is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing," Fu Yihan said, retracting his gaze and speaking unhurriedly. "I asked Auntie to make some desserts. Go see if they’re ready."

"Sure." Su Qingnuan jumped to her feet and jogged out of the room.

Once outside, Su Qingnuan felt like a bird released from its cage, happily making her way downstairs.

"You’re here again?"

The sudden voice cut through her cheerful mood.

Recognizing it as the old master’s voice, Su Qingnuan froze in place and leaned against the railing, peering down below.

The old master was still seated on the sofa, and across from him sat Fu Yixing.

What trouble was Fu Yixing stirring up to anger the old master this time?

"Grandfather, our company’s system needs a new partner. Isn’t the Su family specialized in this field? I was thinking of collaborating with them," Fu Yixing said.

Hearing the mention of the Su family, Su Qingnuan perked up her ears, listening intently.

"The current system is working just fine. Why change it?" The old master’s voice carried a hint of anger. "Besides, everyone’s already used to the old system. Sudden changes like this will be hard for the older staff to accept."

"What does it matter? Those older employees should have retired already. Why not use this opportunity to let them go?"

"Nonsense!" The old master struck his cane angrily. "Those uncles and elders watched you grow up. Retire them just because you say so? They may be old, but their capabilities are still evident. You can’t just force them to retire!"

"Capabilities?" Fu Yixing rolled his eyes in annoyance and grumbled, "They’re all just stubborn old fogeys, unwilling to adapt to anything new, constantly obstructing my reforms."

Seeing his disheveled appearance, the old master sighed helplessly. "Reform isn’t wrong in itself, but it should bring improvements. If the changes negatively affect the company, it’s not worth it."

Fu Yixing dismissed him without concern. "How would you know if it’s good or bad without trying it first?"

"Yixing," the old master said earnestly, "you need to consult the elders more on this matter. Don’t act recklessly, understand?"

"...Got it," Fu Yixing replied impatiently, standing up. "Anyway, changing the system is already a done deal. There’s no point in talking further."