Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire
Chapter 99: Her Identity

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Her Identity

"We haven’t served the main dishes yet!" Gong Qi casually grabbed the wheelchair’s handle and smiled, "As per your instructions, I’ve already contacted those people. What’s the plan next?"

Fu Yihan glanced at his watch and asked, "When do we eat?"

"...That’s it?" Gong Qi asked in surprise.

Fu Yihan raised a brow, "What else?"

"...Alright then, you’re still not telling me, huh?"

Fu Yihan said nothing.

Letting go of the wheelchair, Gong Qi glanced toward Su Qingnuan with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I’m leaving this to you. I’ll go check on the kitchen."

"Ah! Okay," Su Qingnuan hurriedly responded.

She quickly took over the wheelchair and watched Gong Qi disappear into the kitchen.

"Is Mr. Gong planning to cook himself?" Su Qingnuan asked curiously.

"Hm." Fu Yihan looked toward the sofa, "Push me over."

Su Qingnuan immediately pushed him toward the sofa.

Though it wasn’t their house, at this moment, only Su Qingnuan and Fu Yihan were sitting in the living room.

Fu Yihan held a magazine in his hands, his face expressionless as he read.

Su Qingnuan clasped her hands tightly on her knees, wringing them repeatedly.

"Pour me a glass of water," Fu Yihan suddenly said.

Seeing his glass with only a little water left, Su Qingnuan quickly stood up, grabbed the cup, and went to the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law?" Gong Qi asked in surprise, "What brings you in here?"

Su Qingnuan waved the cup in her hand and smiled, "Yihan asked me to refill his water."

"Ah!" Gong Qi chuckled meaningfully, "Right this way."

Su Qingnuan stepped over and accepted Gong Qi’s help in refilling the water before turning to leave.

"Wait!"

Su Qingnuan turned back and saw Gong Qi holding a tray of snacks. He handed it to her, saying, "Bring these out too and snack on them for now."

"Alright, thank you."

Carrying the water and snacks, Su Qingnuan brought them to Fu Yihan.

Without lifting his head, Fu Yihan only cast a glance from the corner of his eye, then returned his focus to the magazine in his hands.

It was almost dinner time, and Su Qingnuan couldn’t help but swallow her saliva as she glanced at the snacks on the table.

"If you want to eat, go ahead."

The sudden voice startled Su Qingnuan back to her senses.

"What are you afraid of?" Fu Yihan asked again.

Su Qingnuan rubbed her hands and quietly said, "We’re in someone else’s house—it doesn’t feel right."

"You’re not hungry?" he asked.

Su Qingnuan swallowed hard and remained silent.

Fu Yihan frowned and finally raised his eyes from his magazine.

"If you’re hungry, eat. What’s the point of worrying so much?"

He handed the snack plate to Su Qingnuan, "Finish it."

"...I can’t eat this much."

If she finished all of it now, how could she manage dinner later?

Su Qingnuan hesitantly picked up a piece of the snack and took a small bite.

The flavor wasn’t bad, but eating it felt oddly unsettling.

After eating two pieces, Su Qingnuan decided that was enough and stopped.

"Come on inside," Qin Chuan’s voice called out from the doorway.

Su Qingnuan bent forward and peeked toward the entrance.

She saw several men in suits following Qin Chuan as they entered.

"Mr. Fu," the men stood before Fu Yihan with respectful bows and greeted him.

Fu Yihan lifted his head, his gaze cold as it swept over them, "Everyone’s here?"

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

Setting down his magazine, Fu Yihan scrutinized the group before him.

"You all recognize this person, correct?" Fu Yihan asked, pointing toward Su Qingnuan.

Not just Su Qingnuan—everyone else froze, shooting puzzled looks at Fu Yihan.

"Don’t recognize her?" Fu Yihan questioned.

No one replied.

Fu Yihan sneered, "You all seem quite carefree, huh? Not even knowing the Eldest Young Master’s wife from the Fu family anymore?"

The group immediately lowered their heads, anxiously explaining, "Mr. Fu, we knew little about the Young Madam. This is the first time we’ve seen her."

"Your first time seeing her?" Fu Yihan chuckled coldly. "And what have you been doing all this time?"

No one dared respond.

The tranquil atmosphere rippled like disturbed waters.

The living room gradually filled with tension.

Qin Chuan leaned against his headrest, enjoying the scene, his expression laden with intrigue.

Su Qingnuan remained utterly silent, unable to tear her eyes away from the people before her.

"Why is no one speaking?"

Fu Yihan’s voice turned icy, intimidating the room into greater silence.

"Are you all mute now?"

Still, no response.

Fu Yihan furrowed his brows.

At last, someone stepped forward, "Eldest Young Master, it’s due to our lack of thorough intelligence-gathering. Please forgive us!"

Fu Yihan raised a brow, the chill finally dissipating.

"Do you all recognize the Young Madam now?" Fu Yihan asked.

"Yes."

In unison, the group turned their gaze toward Su Qingnuan, staring at her intently.

Su Qingnuan awkwardly smiled and quickly turned her face away, avoiding their piercing gazes.

"Good, now that you know, things will be simpler." Fu Yihan’s lips curled into a cruel, icy smile, "From now on, if the Young Madam suffers at anyone’s hands outside, you all know what needs to be done, don’t you?"

"Yes!"

"Understood."

Expressionless, Fu Yihan lifted a hand, "Alright, off you go."

"Yes."

Watching the group leave hastily, Su Qingnuan finally dared to lift her head.

"You specifically called them over just to lecture them?" Qin Chuan teased, "Aren’t you afraid they’ll grumble about you behind your back?"

"Grumble about me?" Fu Yihan scoffed dismissively, "Do they dare grumble about me?"

"..."

Seeing Fu Yihan’s confident expression, Qin Chuan was momentarily at a loss for words.

"True, who would dare grumble about you, our Eldest Young Master!" Qin Chuan slouched onto the couch and scowled, "Tell me—are all your subordinates secretly masochists?"

Fu Yihan raised a brow but didn’t refute.

"See? You even think so yourself, don’t you?" Qin Chuan leaned forward inquisitively.

Glancing at him briefly, Fu Yihan shifted his gaze to Su Qingnuan, "What I said to those people earlier, it applies to you too. Do you understand?"

"Huh?" Su Qingnuan asked hesitantly, "Understand what?"

"Hahahaha!" Qin Chuan laughed mercilessly, "Look at her—she didn’t even take it to heart. And you specifically called them in just to give them a scolding."

Qin Chuan clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he collapsed onto the sofa.

Su Qingnuan rubbed her nose awkwardly, avoiding Fu Yihan’s gaze.

"You still don’t know what I mean?" Fu Yihan pressed.

"...I think...I might understand?" Su Qingnuan tentatively replied.

From ahead came a deep sigh, and the surrounding air instantly chilled.

Su Qingnuan quickly added, "I remember now! It’s about making sure that, going forward, I uphold the Young Madam’s dignity and don’t let anyone treat me unfairly!"

The frozen air briefly solidified, but then the chill vanished.

Retracting his gaze, Fu Yihan resumed reading his magazine.

"As long as you understand."

No longer under scrutiny, Su Qingnuan released a sigh, finally mustering the courage to lift her head.

All the while, Qin Chuan had been leaning on his armrest, watching her with a sly, amused grin.

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