Faced with Fu Yihan's sudden smile, Su Qingnuan was overwhelmed with panic and quickly averted her gaze.
What's wrong with Fu Yihan? Could it be something unclean possessing him?
"Why are you staring at me instead of eating?" he raised an eyebrow and asked.
Hearing this, Su Qingnuan hurriedly looked away, lowering her head in embarrassment. "N-nothing."
"Hurry up and eat. After you're done, come back to the room with me. You still haven't finished what I assigned you to do."
"...Alright." Su Qingnuan nodded quickly, forcing a smile. "I'll finish in just a moment."
With that, she quickly ate the dish Fu Yihan had placed on her plate, then stood up and began to push his wheelchair toward the stairs.
"Hey!" Fu Yixing stood up, staring at their retreating figures in disbelief. He turned to the old man with an accusatory look. "Grandpa!"
The old man lowered his head, concentrating on his meal.
"Eat your food. Don't talk about other matters."
