"Are you doing okay at the company?" Fu Yihan asked.
Su Qingnuan was momentarily stunned, then quickly nodded. "It's fine. Is there something you want me to do, Mr. Fu?"
"Not really, but just remember, if someone bullies you at the company, I won't help you."
"...Understood. I won't trouble you, Mr. Fu," Su Qingnuan said quietly, her head lowered, voice subdued.
"Good to know."
With that, he turned and entered the house.
Aqi tilted his head, looking at the dejected Su Qingnuan, and sighed helplessly. "That's just how the Eldest Young Master is. Please don't take it to heart, Young Madam."
Su Qingnuan looked up and gave a faint smile. "Why would I take it to heart? I've never cared about these things."
"...Hmm."
Watching Su Qingnuan pick up her belongings and head toward the house, Aqi shook his head wearily.
Inside, Fu Yihan's room was closed. The quiet house felt like a chilling void, making it hard for one to resist the urge to flee.
