Su Qingnuan turned her head and said softly, "The Eldest Young Master is taking a bath, wait until he's done…"
Before she finished speaking, the door to the inner room opened.
Fu Yihan had already changed into clean clothes and wheeled himself out.
"Let's go."
He left the room directly, without acknowledging Su Qingnuan standing by the door.
Su Qingnuan clenched her fists, watching the calm departure of Fu Yihan, and took a deep breath.
It didn't matter, after all, he didn't care.
She rubbed her swollen eyes and followed him out.
Rather than taking the elevator, she chose to use the stairs.
Before she reached the bottom floor, the sound of laughter reached her ears.
Her steps faltered slightly, and Su Qingnuan stopped to listen carefully.
It was the voice of the Old Master and…
Su Qingnuan suddenly gripped the handrail tightly, her body stiffened as she stood at a distance.
Why was she here?
"Yuerou hasn't come down yet?"
