"Curious?" Su Qingnuan looked at him in surprise. "Curious? Curious about what?"
A Qi smiled without responding.
By the time the car stopped, Su Qingnuan still hadn't figured out the answer.
Returning to the Fu residence, she unexpectedly saw Fu Yihan sitting on the sofa.
"Mr. Fu." Su Qingnuan glanced around, not seeing anyone else. She asked, puzzled, "Why are you here alone?"
Fu Yihan raised his eyelids slightly, not even turning his head. "Who else were you expecting to be here?"
"...No one in particular."
Su Qingnuan walked over and tentatively asked, "I'm heading upstairs now. Mr. Fu, do you...?"
Calmly putting down the remote control, Fu Yihan looked at Su Qingnuan. "Help me up."
"Alright."
Helping Fu Yihan into his wheelchair, Su Qingnuan pushed him upstairs.
Once inside, Su Qingnuan grabbed her bag and prepared to go to her own room. She had only gone halfway when she suddenly stopped, remembering something.
