When she arrived at the Fu Mansion, Fu Weiheng was in the living room accompanying Ye Fan with painting. He sat on the sofa, long legs bent, elbows resting on his knees, with his proportionate, slightly hunched back faintly visible under the iron-grey cashmere sweater.
Su Wan stood at the entrance, only hearing his voice deepening before he began to cough lowly again.
She hurriedly took off her shoes, not bothering to put on slippers, and rushed to his side.
Fu Weiheng covered his mouth while coughing. Upon looking up, he saw Su Wan standing before him at some point without slippers on her feet. He was about to speak but was choked by a sudden rush of air, causing him to cough even harder.
Su Wan panicked, raised her hand to lightly pat his back to help soothe him, and with the other hand, she offered the warm water from the coffee table to his lips.
