Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire-Chapter 198 Not Angry Anymore

The chill in the air suddenly dissipated.

Fu Yihan’s lips curved slightly upward, his eyes softening for a moment.

"Since you want to go so badly, it wouldn’t be right for me to say no."

"So, does that mean you agree?" Su Qingnuan asked cautiously.

Fu Yihan nodded. "Mm."

"That’s great!" Su Qingnuan exclaimed excitedly. "How about we go every day after work?"

"Mm."

Fu Yihan’s attitude visibly improved.

Whatever Su Qingnuan said, he would respond with a few words.

When the waiter finished serving the dishes and Su Qingnuan pulled down her mask to prepare to eat, Fu Yihan’s expression suddenly darkened again.

Noticing his gaze, Su Qingnuan covered her face and smiled bitterly. "I can’t eat with the mask on."

Fu Yihan’s eyes fixed intensely on her cheek, his expression cold and serious.

Suddenly recalling what Lianyi had said at the hospital, Su Qingnuan hurriedly added, "Mr. Fu, don’t worry. Tomorrow, when I go to the company, I’ll slap her to settle the score! I didn’t tell you because I wanted to handle it myself!"

His expression relaxed slightly, and Fu Yihan looked away, nodding calmly. "Mm. If you can’t handle it, call me."

"... All right."

Just as Lianyi had predicted, Fu Yihan ceased mentioning the matter and treated Su Qingnuan more amicably.

The meal ended on a relatively harmonious note.

After dinner, the two of them took the elevator downstairs.

Suddenly, a group of children swarmed into the elevator, surrounding them in the center.

Faced with the curious stares of the children, Fu Yihan’s expression darkened significantly.

He hated being touched by others, let alone being stared at so boldly.

However, the children looked at him with innocent curiosity, nothing more.

Su Qingnuan pulled out a handful of candy from her pocket and smiled. "Kids, would you like some candy?"

Seeing this, the children surged forward, encircling Su Qingnuan completely.

This left a clear space next to Fu Yihan.

He turned his head, watching Su Qingnuan surrounded by the group of children.

Though her face was full of helplessness, she patiently distributed candy to each child.

Was she always this patient?

With him, and with others as well?

Looking at the smile in Su Qingnuan’s eyes, Fu Yihan suddenly had a mischievous thought: how nice would it be if her gaze were only for him?

This thought flashed through his mind briefly but was promptly captured by Fu Yihan.

Surprised by his own idea, he quickly reasoned it away.

He’d known all along about his possessiveness; there was nothing unusual about it.

"Ding—"

The elevator door opened, and the children rushed out.

Glancing at the now-empty elevator, Su Qingnuan smiled faintly. "Kids are so lively."

"Mm." Fu Yihan looked away and asked nonchalantly, "Do you like children?"

Su Qingnuan froze for a moment, then nodded shyly. "They’re cute at this age."

"If you like them, you could consider having one," Fu Yihan said suddenly.

His voice was soft, and with the elevator doors opening just then, the noisy sounds from outside drowned out his words. Su Qingnuan didn’t catch them.

"Mr. Fu, what did you say?"

She tilted her head, moving closer to Fu Yihan to hear him clearly.

When Fu Yihan turned his head, he was confronted by her fair neck.

Her skin was pale, and her neck looked like a tender jelly, making Fu Yihan’s mouth water.

His throat moved involuntarily, and he gritted his teeth. "Nothing."

Seeing the gritted-teeth expression on his face, Su Qingnuan was startled.

He quickly wheeled himself out, and Su Qingnuan hurried after him.

"Mr. Fu, are you mad again?" Su Qingnuan observed his face cautiously, her voice low.

Fu Yihan paused, stopped, and turned his head to look at her.

"Who’s mad?" he asked.

"... No one."

Noticing her hesitant demeanor, Fu Yihan frowned. "I’m not mad. What are you scared of? Come here and push me."

Hearing this, Su Qingnuan breathed a sigh of relief and pushed Fu Yihan forward.

...

On the way back, Su Qingnuan kept observing Fu Yihan. When she saw that he indeed wasn’t upset, she finally relaxed.

The old man was eating dinner when he saw the two of them and smiled. "Have you already eaten?"

Su Qingnuan nodded with a smile. "We ate outside."

Smiling gently, the old man turned his gaze to Fu Yihan. "Yihan, your brother is here. Why don’t you come over and talk about your plans?"

Hearing this, Fu Yixing put down his chopsticks and turned to look at Fu Yihan.

Fu Yihan raised an eyebrow, wheeling himself over.

"Fu Yixing," Fu Yihan said calmly as he faced him. "Grandfather asked me to return and assist you in managing the company. I agreed."

"..."

He spoke so matter-of-factly, exuding calm confidence.

Fu Yixing sneered and looked at the old man.

"Grandfather, are we just going to disregard our previous agreement?"

The old man sighed helplessly. "Yixing, you’ve seen the state of the Fu family. If this continues, it’s going to be hard to maintain the status quo. You two are brothers; you should support each other."

Fu Yixing sneered. "I don’t need it."

"...Yixing," the old man said sternly, "don’t be so stubborn. Yihan will report to the company tomorrow. You’re still the president, and Yihan will be the vice president."

Upon hearing this, Su Qingnuan looked at Fu Yihan in surprise.

How could someone like Fu Yihan, who wasn’t the type to play second fiddle, suddenly change his stance after all this time?

Su Qingnuan wasn’t the only one surprised; so was Fu Yixing.

Staring at Fu Yihan with a complex expression, he asked, "You’re willing to be the vice president?"

Fu Yihan raised an eyebrow. "I’ll only handle project-related matters. Internal company decisions have nothing to do with me."

In other words, he’ll focus on external affairs, not internal ones.

Relieved, Fu Yixing relaxed slightly. "Fine, but you have to agree to three conditions."

"Three conditions?" Fu Yihan smirked, glancing at the old man.

The old man quickly stood up. "There’s no need for conditions between family."

"No way," Fu Yixing said firmly. "For the sake of avoiding unnecessary disputes, agreements must be made in advance."

"Heh!"

Fu Yihan chuckled coldly, saying nothing.

The old man gave him a nervous glance and forced a dry laugh. "Fine, let’s hear them."

"First," Fu Yixing began, "since you’ve said you won’t meddle in internal affairs, this must be formally announced within the company. I’m still the one in charge."

"This...," the old man looked to Fu Yihan for confirmation.

Fu Yihan nodded. "Fine."

"Okay, what’s the second condition?"

Fu Yixing smiled and pointed at Fu Yihan. "Since you’re returning to the company, you have to follow regular office hours. Employees must not think we’re playing favorites."

"No problem," the old man agreed immediately.

Fu Yihan snorted but did not object.

"Third... Since you’re only managing the project department, you can’t be the vice president. You should go directly to the project department."

"No way!" the old man said firmly. "The project department only has a managerial position. Do you want me to demote someone? He’ll remain vice president."