Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire
Chapter 137: Cheating

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Cheating

On the first day of the month, Su Qingnuan had just arrived at the office when Gu Xiaoxiao began pestering her.

"Why didn’t you live stream for me yesterday? What happened afterward? Did that Miss Qin make a scene at your house?"

"No." Su Qingnuan shook her head helplessly. "Fu Yihan said a few words, and she left."

"That simple?" Gu Xiaoxiao asked in disbelief.

"Yeah." Su Qingnuan nodded and chuckled. "What else would you expect? Miss Qin, after all, is someone with a certain social standing. Even if she had something to say, she wouldn’t voice it in front of so many people."

"Makes sense." Gu Xiaoxiao sighed. "You wealthy families even have to consider the situation before getting angry—how exhausting."

"Who wouldn’t agree..." Su Qingnuan murmured softly. "When I saw Miss Qin’s expression, I thought she might lose her temper on the spot."

"Unfortunately, Miss Qin didn’t."

Suddenly, Gu Xiaoxiao turned her head and asked tentatively, "I heard you say that Miss Qin’s father has business dealings with the Fu family. Could it be...?"

"I don’t know." Cutting off Gu Xiaoxiao’s speculation, Su Qingnuan replied earnestly, "This isn’t something we should be discussing."

"Alright then..."

Putting her curiosity aside, Gu Xiaoxiao returned to her work.

However, Su Qingnuan found it difficult to settle her thoughts.

Gu Xiaoxiao’s words had indeed reminded her.

Yesterday, Miss Qin mentioned wanting to work at the Fu family’s company. Now, given how things turned out, would Qin Man still pursue it?

Driven by curiosity, Su Qingnuan discreetly picked up her phone and, while Gu Xiaoxiao wasn’t looking, sent a message to Ah Qi.

...

"President Fu, your phone is ringing."

Fu Yihan raised his eyebrows slightly and extended his hand without looking up.

The assistant hurriedly handed the phone over.

Taking the phone and glancing at it, Fu Yihan frowned slightly. "This isn’t my phone."

"Ah?" The assistant froze briefly. "But when you arrived this morning, the phone you handed me was this one."

This was Ah Qi’s phone, which had been left behind earlier. Fu Yihan had brought it along with him.

Ah Qi’s phone had been gifted to him by Fu Yihan. Its interface was meticulously clean, with no password lock, reflecting his distinct style.

His eyes lingered on the message notification that had popped up unexpectedly, and Fu Yihan remained silent.

"I’ll handle it." He waved the assistant away. "You may leave now."

"Understood."

Once the assistant left the office, Fu Yihan opened the phone and checked the message.

Young Madam: Ah Qi, did you pick up Miss Qin today?

When did she get so familiar with Ah Qi?

Frowning deeply, Fu Yihan tightened his grip on the phone.

Usually, when interacting with him, she was overly polite, practically trembling in fear, as if she were staring King Yan in the eye.

Yet, she seemed perfectly at ease with Ah Qi—laughing and chatting casually on multiple occasions.

To his surprise, the two had even exchanged contact information.

Biting his lip, he started typing a reply.

...

"Qingnuan, your phone is ringing."

"Coming!"

She hurriedly ran over and picked up her phone before Gu Xiaoxiao could notice.

Ah Qi: Come upstairs to the office.

Huh?

Asking her to come to the office? Did Mr. Fu happen to be in the company today?

With that thought, Su Qingnuan quickly entrusted her tasks to Gu Xiaoxiao without delay.

"Xiaoxiao, cover for me—I need to head upstairs."

"Alright."

Rushing into the elevator, she soon arrived at the spacious room upstairs, but it was completely empty.

"Ah Qi?" Su Qingnuan questioned. "Mr. Fu?"

*Clack, clack—*

The sound of wheels rolling echoed clearly.

Peeking around, Su Qingnuan saw Mr. Fu maneuvering his wheelchair toward her.

She quickly stepped forward and instinctively took hold of the wheelchair handles.

"Mr. Fu, you’re at the company today too?"

"What’s wrong?" Fu Yihan smirked coldly. "Upset that I’m here?"

Su Qingnuan froze briefly and shook her head hurriedly. "Not at all! Why would I be unhappy?"

She was, of course, delighted to see him here. But judging by his current expression, Su Qingnuan felt that no matter what she said, it might somehow land her in trouble.

"Hypocrite."

As expected...

Su Qingnuan smiled bitterly, looking at Fu Yihan helplessly.

"Mr. Fu, I really didn’t mean that...."

Her weak and feeble attempt at explaining sounded far from convincing.

Coldly, Fu Yihan interrupted her. "Enough. I don’t want your explanations. I wouldn’t listen to them anyway."

"..."

How utterly unreasonable...

Feeling wronged, Su Qingnuan glanced at Fu Yihan and cautiously asked, "Mr. Fu, did Ah Qi ask me to come to the office because there’s something you need me to do?"

With an icy look, Fu Yihan placed a phone in her hand.

Startled, she caught the phone and looked at him with confusion.

"See for yourself."

Opening the phone as instructed, Su Qingnuan froze when she saw the chat displayed on the screen.

"Why are you so concerned about Qin Man?" Fu Yihan demanded.

"..."

Feeling awkward, Su Qingnuan set the phone down and studied Fu Yihan’s expression carefully.

Neither angry nor pleased—his emotions weren’t particularly evident.

Relaxing slightly, Su Qingnuan explained, "I just thought she seemed pitiful yesterday, and if she came to work at the company, it might be awkward facing Fu Yihang."

"How is that any of your concern?"

"...It isn’t."

"Then why are you asking so many questions?"

Facing Fu Yihan’s frosty demeanor, Su Qingnuan suddenly found herself speechless.

Why had she even asked?

Most likely out of curiosity, but she knew deep down that her curiosity could have been suppressed.

Not only did she fail to rein it in, but she also allowed it to drive her to probe further.

From the start, it hadn’t been mere curiosity.

Recalling how miserably Qin Man had been rejected yesterday, Su Qingnuan couldn’t deny she felt a pang of pity.

All she’d done was seek a flimsy excuse to justify her concern for this situation.

With that thought, Su Qingnuan sighed deeply. "Maybe it’s sympathy? After all, what happened to her yesterday was just so... cruel."

"Still—what does that have to do with you?"

"....Nothing...."

With a light chuckle, Fu Yihan gazed at her intently. "Remember what you just said. None of this has anything to do with you, so stop meddling."

"...Understood."

Seeing her obedient and docile demeanor, Fu Yihan scoffed coldly. "Don’t act all sweet and compliant in front of me, who knows what you say about me behind my back."

"I don’t!" Su Qingnuan’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Mr. Fu, how could you think that of me?"

His ghostly gaze fell on the phone, his expression cool and collected as he watched her.

*Cough—*

Awkwardly glancing away, Su Qingnuan murmured softly, "I was simply curious... It didn’t mean anything else."

"Oh?"

"Really!" She raised her hand solemnly and spoke earnestly. "Mr. Fu, if this bothers you, I promise I won’t ask anything again in the future."

Her expression was serious, her tone cautious—she didn’t appear to be joking.

"Alright."

The icy edge in Fu Yihan’s tone softened ever so slightly.