After hurriedly tidying up, Su Qingnuan ran downstairs.
She saw Fu Yihan sitting in the wheelchair, expressionless as he ate his breakfast.
"Yuerou?" The old man noticed Su Qingnuan and smiled lightly. "Why are you rushing like this? Come, have breakfast!"
Seeing Fu Yihan's complete lack of expression, Su Qingnuan forced a smile, cautiously walked over, and sat down beside him.
But as soon as she sat down, he suddenly put down his chopsticks.
"I'm done eating."
"..."
Fu Yihan wheeled himself away.
The old man stared at his departing figure, puzzled. "Strange, so early in the morning, who's upset him again?"
Su Qingnuan quickly lowered her head, not daring to speak.
Without Fu Yihan there, Su Qingnuan didn't have much appetite either. She hastily ate a few bites and ran outside.
When she saw Ah Qi waiting outside, Su Qingnuan walked over, looking entirely defeated.
"Ah Qi, what should I do?" Su Qingnuan gazed at him in frustration. "Mr. Fu is angry."
