Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire
Chapter 105: Everyone’s Thing

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Everyone’s Thing

"Sit down." The old man pointed to the seat across from him, looking at Fu Yihan with a serious expression.

Fu Yihan nodded and sat down lazily, grabbing the sofa cushion with both hands. He looked at them with a half-smile. "Alright, go ahead, what do you want to ask me?"

"Qin Man is Qin Shuwen’s daughter?" the old man asked.

"Yes."

The old man’s brows gradually furrowed. "Do you have any ulterior motives for marrying her?"

"What ulterior motives could I possibly have?" Fu Yihan chuckled. "Grandpa, didn’t you always say you wanted the project under Qin Shuwen’s management? Once we get married, that project will be ours, perfectly accessible for us to run. Isn’t that a cause for celebration?"

"..."

The old man stared at Fu Yihan with a complex expression, his gaze becoming unfamiliar, almost estranged.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Fu Yihan straightened up, gripping his hands tightly. "Did I do something wrong? Once I marry her, the crisis our company is facing will be resolved, won’t it?"

The old man silently withdrew his gaze, his voice low as he muttered, "The problems the company is facing have already been resolved."

Fu Yihan was stunned for a moment, looking at the old man with confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what it sounds like." The old man rubbed his forehead and sat down. "Abandon your filthy plans. Qin Shuwen isn’t someone you want to offend. If he finds out that you married his daughter just for a project, who knows what kind of revenge he’d take on you."

"Resolved?" Fu Yihan’s gaze shifted to Fu Jiang. "It’s you again, isn’t it? It was you who stepped in and resolved it, wasn’t it?"

Fu Jiang raised an eyebrow, his expression remaining indifferent.

"It’s always you!" Fu Yihan suddenly stood up and angrily shoved everything off the table.

"Crash——"

The chaotic sound of things falling to the floor rang out, sharp and discordant.

The old man slammed the table with his hand. "What are you doing?!"

Fu Yihan’s eyes reddened as he glared at the old man, his scarlet gaze unwavering. "Grandpa, was it you who sent him to handle it? Why is it always him? Didn’t you promise me that this time you’d let me handle it on my own?"

"You handle it on your own?" The old man’s eyes and cheeks flushed with anger. "Do you see what time it is now? We can’t wait any longer for you to fix things—if the company keeps going like this, you’ll run it into the ground!"

"I *can* fix it myself!" Fu Yihan gritted his teeth, glaring at him. "Once I marry Qin Man, all these problems will be resolved!"

"You’re still dreaming!"

The old man turned and grabbed a throw pillow from the sofa, hurling it toward Fu Yihan’s head.

Fu Yihan didn’t dodge, and the pillow landed squarely on him.

"How many times have I told you? Stop with these shady tactics! Instead of thinking about genuinely solving the problems, you’re always finding shortcuts to scrape by! How do you expect to manage the company like this?"

"Fine!" Fu Yihan sneered, his laughter colder than ice. "I can’t manage the company, so why don’t you let that cripple take over?"

"Fu Yihan!"

The noisy room suddenly fell silent.

Fu Yihan glared venomously at the old man. The old man’s eyes burned with anger, but there was also a hint of helplessness mixed within.

"He’s your brother!" the old man exhaled heavily, his tone charged with emotion.

Fu Yihan snorted disdainfully. "I refuse to acknowledge him."

"You!....."

Words cut off as the old man suddenly clutched at his chest, his breath faltering as he stared at Fu Yihan with a pained, suffocating expression, slowly sinking into his chair.

"Grandpa!" Su Qingnuan pushed Fu Jiang closer and quickly supported the old man’s shoulders. She turned her head urgently.

Fu Yihan froze in place, standing motionless.

"What are you standing there for?" Fu Jiang said coldly. "Call an ambulance right now!"

The old man convulsed slightly before closing his eyes.

"Grandpa!"

....

In a frantic rush, they hurried the old man to the hospital, where the doctors immediately sent him into the emergency room.

Staring at the red-lit door of the operation room, Fu Jiang tightly gripped the handle.

His face was pale, his brows furrowed deeply. The aura around him was cold, warning others to stay away.

Su Qingnuan stood quietly beside him, not daring to say a word.

No one knew how much time had passed when a series of hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.

The group turned their heads, only to see a man in a black suit running toward them.

"What happened? What’s wrong with your grandfather?" The man grabbed Fu Jiang’s hand in agitation, his voice urgent.

Fu Jiang gave him a glance and turned his face away.

Su Qingnuan had only met this man once before but had a vivid impression of him.

"Dad." Su Qingnuan stood up and said softly, "Grandpa is still in the operating room."

"Still inside?" The man slumped into a seat, rubbing his forehead nervously. "What happened? Grandpa’s health was fine—how did he suddenly collapse?"

"....."

No one spoke.

Seeing their silence, the man turned toward Fu Yihan.

"You tell me—what’s going on?"

Fu Yihan glanced at Fu Jiang and hesitated before answering haltingly, "We were just talking to Grandfather about some work matters. He couldn’t handle the stress, and then he fainted."

"Work matters?" The man frowned and looked at Fu Jiang. "Aren’t you handling the company’s affairs? What’s the issue?"

Fu Jiang’s cold gaze swept over him as he frowned lightly. "When was the last time you came home?"

"....." The man was momentarily stunned, then shook his head. "I don’t remember."

Fu Jiang sneered. "Last time you came home, the company’s matters were already handed over to Fu Yihan. What’s wrong? Becoming senile before you even grow old?"

"...Nonsense!" The man glared at Fu Jiang, then turned back to Fu Yihan with a more serious tone. "What’s going on?"

Fu Yihan stammered, unable to provide a clear answer, avoiding the question entirely.

Suddenly, the operating room door opened.

The man rushed over without waiting for an answer.

"Doctor, how is my father?"

"Mr. Fu, it’s nothing major," the doctor said with a faint smile. "The old gentleman’s blood and cholesterol levels are a bit high, and his blood pressure is also prone to spiking. You must ensure that he stays relaxed at home. As his children, you need to refrain from agitating him."

"Yes, yes, of course!" The man nodded hurriedly, laughing helplessly. "I’ve been away on business trips lately, and the two young ones at home don’t know how to behave."

After nodding, the doctor gave a few more words of advice and walked away.

Before long, the old man was wheeled out.

His complexion hadn’t changed much, but his furrowed brows revealed his discomfort.

After arranging for the old man to be settled in a hospital room with a caregiver, the man finally brought his two sons home.

He sat down on the living room sofa, arms crossed, his gaze sharp and composed as he looked at the two brothers.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Fu Jiang’s icy demeanor remained unshaken, clearly unwilling to say anything.

Meanwhile, Fu Yihan lowered his head, enduring the weight of silence.

Frustrated, the man turned his attention to Su Qingnuan.

"Qingnuan," the man said with a gentle smile, "you’ve always been a good, obedient girl. Tell me, what really happened."

"..."

Su Qingnuan glanced at Fu Yihan and gave a bitter smile. "Dad, actually, I....."

"If you want the truth, ask the person responsible," Fu Jiang interjected coldly. "Why ask her?"

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