Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire
Chapter 75 Helpless Words

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Helpless Words

"Where’s the evidence?" Fu Yixing asked sharply.

Evidence...

Her gaze instinctively shifted to the old master.

The latter noticed her glance, coughed awkwardly, and smiled faintly, "I think we can still discuss this matter calmly. Let’s sit down and talk it over; no need for such sharp confrontations."

"Grandpa! At a time like this, you’re still shielding her?" Fu Yixing looked at the old master in disbelief and shouted angrily, "Is it true that as long as it’s not murder or arson, you’ll forgive her for anything she does?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The old master frowned and said helplessly, "This matter is indeed hard to say for certain. What if there’s some misunderstanding? Right? We shouldn’t make decisions based solely on appearances, okay?"

"Sophistry!" Fu Yixing snorted coldly and sat down. "In any case, I don’t care. Living with someone like her makes me feel unsafe."

"..." Su Qingnuan glanced at him and said firmly, "Don’t worry, Second Young Master. I have no interest in you. Even if I use it, this drug wouldn’t be used on you."

"Then what about my water glass? How do you explain that?" Fu Yixing asked.

Su Qingnuan pursed her lips, "That wasn’t my doing."

"Not your doing?" Fu Yixing sneered. "I think you’re just afraid to admit it."

"What do I have to be afraid of? If I did it, then I did it. If I didn’t, why would I admit it?"

Fu Yixing was furious, standing up and pointing at Su Qingnuan. "You’re acting so recklessly just because Grandpa is spoiling you now!"

"Wrong." Su Qingnuan stood up as well, her expression resolute. "I’m merely stating the truth. I didn’t do it!"

The final sentence was almost shouted.

The entire hall echoed with Su Qingnuan’s voice.

Everyone froze for a moment.

Su Qingnuan usually spoke gently, even with a slight softness.

In everyone’s eyes, she was someone easy to bully.

No one had imagined that such a person could have such a volatile side.

Pressing her chest, Su Qingnuan took a deep breath and continued, "Although I don’t know who wants to frame me, this matter—I can prove my innocence."

"Oh?" Fu Yixing snapped back to his senses, looking at her with a faint smirk. "How do you plan to prove your innocence?"

Su Qingnuan glanced at him and smiled.

"Second Young Master, you said the glass of water was delivered to your room before I came downstairs, correct?"

"Yes."

"Then that makes sense." Su Qingnuan smiled and narrowed her eyes. "Before coming downstairs, I was always with Yihan. You tell me, how could I possibly drug you?"

Fu Yixing froze slightly.

"Exactly!" The old master suddenly stood up, excitedly saying, "Yihan can vouch for this! If Qingnuan had never left her room before this, then she couldn’t have done it."

"That’s right." Su Qingnuan shook her phone slightly, smiling faintly. "I’ve already called Yihan; he’s on his way back now."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of a wheelchair being pushed was heard from behind.

Su Qingnuan turned around, only to see Fu Yihan seated in his wheelchair without expression, his gaze sweeping across the crowd in the hall.

"What’s everyone so lively about?" Fu Yihan asked.

The old master quickly walked out from the sofa and smiled, "Yihan, you came back just in time. Before this morning at eight, was Qingnuan in her room the whole time?"

Fu Yihan’s icy eyes slowly shifted to Su Qingnuan.

Su Qingnuan stood her ground, meeting his gaze without flinching.

After a long while, Fu Yihan broke his gaze and responded with a faint "hm."

Su Qingnuan exhaled deeply in relief.

"That settles it!" The old master beamed, patting Su Qingnuan on the shoulder. "I always knew you wouldn’t do something like that."

Looking at the old master’s affectionate expression, Su Qingnuan could only manage an awkward smile.

"Big brother and sister-in-law are a team; of course he’s biased toward her!" Fu Yixing protested, shouting, "Grandpa, you need to be fair!"

"Fair?"

Fu Yihan cut him off, smirking as he glanced at Fu Yixing. "Are you suggesting that I helped your sister-in-law drug you?"

Fu Yixing’s expression shifted slightly, as if he had been silenced, turning his head to mutter in a low voice, "I never said that."

He didn’t say it aloud, but in his heart, he clearly thought so.

Fu Yihan sneered. "Fu Yixing, you’re neither as good-looking as me nor as capable as me. Other than being able to walk normally, what makes you think my wife would abandon me for you?"

"..."

Fu Yixing’s face turned bright red with frustration as he stared at Fu Yihan angrily.

"Yihan!" The old master frowned at Fu Yihan with disapproval. "How can you say such things?"

"Isn’t it true?" Fu Yihan curled one corner of his lips into a mocking smile. "If it weren’t for these legs, would I have tolerated your antics here for even a moment?"

His arrogant tone was met with silence; no one dared to refute him.

Fu Yixing trembled with rage but still couldn’t utter a word.

"That’s enough, Yihan!" The old master scolded harshly. "You’ve just returned. Go upstairs and rest; you’re not needed here."

Pulling back his gaze, Fu Yihan glanced at Su Qingnuan and frowned. "What’re you standing there for? Enjoying the smell here?"

"..."

Su Qingnuan quickly walked over and pushed Fu Yihan’s wheelchair toward the elevator.

Once they were inside the elevator, Su Qingnuan bent forward slightly and said softly, "Mr. Fu, thank you."

Fu Yihan said nothing, his expression unchanged.

Only after they entered the room did Fu Yihan turn around to face Su Qingnuan directly.

"Shall we sort this out now? What’s this about?"

Earlier, Su Qingnuan had messaged him urgently, asking him to return quickly and mentioning it was a serious matter.

On his way back, Su Qingnuan messaged him again, insisting he confirm that she was with him that morning.

Message after message, Su Qingnuan orchestrated everything clearly. Yet, Fu Yihan still didn’t understand what was going on.

Su Qingnuan let out a light sigh and took a seat opposite Fu Yihan.

"Mr. Fu, about the drug on the table—it’s not mine. It was Grandpa who gave it to me."

"Grandpa?" Fu Yihan narrowed his eyes dangerously. "He gave it to you for me?"

"... Yes."

"Ha!"

Fu Yihan sneered, tilting his head back. "Go on."

"Actually, I didn’t even know what was inside it. I just stuffed it in my bag without checking. Then today, when I was downstairs in the living room, it accidentally fell out. When I came back, they accused me of drugging Fu Yixing." Su Qingnuan shrugged helplessly. "I don’t know anything. I returned only to be dragged into this mess."

Looking at her aggrieved expression, Fu Yihan snorted coldly. "If you can’t even take care of what you’re entrusted with, who’s to blame?"

"..."

Su Qingnuan lowered her head, too frightened to speak.

Her hair fell limply over her shoulders, making her look like a defeated puppy, pitiful and fragile.

"Enough with the sob story. What do you plan to achieve by showing me this face? Find the culprit who drugged him yourself, or I won’t be able to protect you indefinitely."

Su Qingnuan quickly nodded and smiled. "I understand!"