"Yurou is coming down. Hurry, co take a seat here!"
Seeing Mr. Fu’s enthusiastic deanor, Su Qingnuan suddenly felt a chill run down her back.
She smiled and sat down, keeping her head low as she ate.
Noticing the elder’s cheerful mood, Fu Yixing smirked smugly and said, "Grandpa, did sothing good happen at the company? Why are you so happy?"
"...."
His smile cooled abruptly.
The elder turned to Fu Yixing with sharp eyes. "Yixing, I’ve heard you’ve been making big moves at the company recently?"
Fu Yixing’s smile stiffened slightly, and he chuckled softly, "Grandpa, what are you saying? Everything I do is in accordance with the regulations."
"In accordance with the regulations? Is firing old employees also according to the regulations?"
Fu Yixing frowned and glanced at Fu Yihan before replying, "Those seniors are already past retirent age and refuse to leave the company. I’m just trying to bring in new talent!"
"Does our company lack money? Hiring new talent is fine, but you can’t just decide to fire old employees on a whim. How can you expect the staff below to have no complaints?"
"What complaints could they have? It’s all company policy. If seniors have already exceeded the age limit, isn’t it natural that the company no longer needs them?"
The elder’s brow furrowed deeply, his gaze becoming increasingly sharp.
"This is exactly why I didn’t hand over the company to you before—worried you’d act impulsively. And here we are!"
"Grandpa!" Fu Yixing gritted his teeth. "The company is running fine now, isn’t it? What have I done wrong?"
"Yixing," Yun ifeng pressed down on Fu Yixing’s hand, smiling gently, "Since Grandpa raised these concerns, then there must be issues. You should be humble and open to advice."
"..."
Fu Yixing looked at the elder, words on the verge of escaping his lips but never quite spoken.
The elder frowned, shifting his gaze briefly toward Yun ifeng.
"Enough. Let’s not discuss these matters while eating—it ruins the mood. Focus on eating."
"Grandpa!" Fu Yixing said anxiously.
"Yixing!" Yun ifeng frowned. "Eat first."
Fu Yixing glanced at Yun ifeng, grinding his teeth together before lowering his head.
A heavy tension settled among them; no one dared to speak further.
Once the al was over, Su Qingnuan jogged upstairs and returned to her room.
She had just sat down when her phone lit up with a call.
Seeing the caller ID, Su Qingnuan froze montarily.
Having spent so much ti at the Fu family estate, she had nearly forgotten about unfinished matters she still needed to address.
She picked up the call, chuckling lightly, "Hello, what made you think of calling today?"
"Wow! I finally managed to get in touch with you!" A loud, excited voice ca from the other side. "The new sester starts in just a few days—are you really not going to continue your studies?"
Su Qingnuan paused briefly, her brows furrowing. "Who told you I wasn’t planning to continue?"
"Last month, your mom ca to school asking to process your leave of absence. She told the dean you weren’t coming back. We couldn’t contact you at all afterward and thought you really weren’t returning."
"...She was talking nonsense." Su Qingnuan replied sternly, "I’ll explain everything to the dean."
"That’s great! I’m heading back in a few days—will you co pick up?" Gu Xiaoxiao, her caller, relaxed and asked with a laugh.
"How could I not pick you up?" Su Qingnuan said with a smile.
"You wouldn’t dare! Do you know how long I’ve been worried sick over this? You have to co pick up!"
From the other end of the call, Gu Xiaoxiao’s voice brimd with excitent.
Su Qingnuan chuckled lightly, "Alright, alright, I got it. Just wait—I’ll definitely be there to pick you up."
"Deal! My flight is scheduled for the 16th—just two days from now. Don’t forget."
"Got it."
After hanging up the phone, Su Qingnuan recalled that her reference books were still at the Su family ho.
And then there was the matter of going back to school...
Outside, she heard the sound of a door opening. Su Qingnuan stood up and cracked her door open slightly.
Fu Yihan had entered his room, but catching the movent on his right side, he turned to look.
Through the crack in the door, an eye peeked out cautiously, fixated on him.
"What are you up to?" Fu Yihan asked, his face impassive.
"Ahem—"
Su Qingnuan opened her door fully, poking her head out with a light smile. "Mr. Fu, could we have a word?"
Raising a brow, Fu Yihan rolled his wheelchair to sit by the sofa.
Seeing this, Su Qingnuan darted out and sat opposite him.
"Go ahead," Fu Yihan leaned back against his chair, his deep, penetrating gaze fixed on her.
Uncomfortably fidgeting with the hem of her clothing, Su Qingnuan spoke hesitantly. "Before I got married, I was still in school, and I haven’t finished my studies yet. Classes start again in a few days, so I was wondering..."
"You want to go back to school?"
"Yes..." Su Qingnuan observed his expression carefully, her voice soft. "If I go back to school, I’ll have less ti at ho, so I thought..."
"Fine."
Before Su Qingnuan finished explaining, Fu Yihan agreed readily.
Her prepared argunts froze on her lips, left unsaid.
She stared at him in surprise, montarily stupefied.
"What are you studying?" Fu Yihan asked.
Snapping back to reality, Su Qingnuan quickly answered, "I’m studying IT."
"IT?" A flicker of surprise crossed Fu Yihan’s gaze before he turned to look at her fully. "How are your grades?"
"My grades...." Su Qingnuan lowered her head, smiling modestly. "Not bad. In exams, I usually rank first or second in the grade."
First or second in the grade?
Another flash of surprise swept through Fu Yihan’s eyes. He turned around to focus on her, now entirely serious.
"You graduate next year, don’t you?"
"Yes." Su Qingnuan nodded with a grin, "Next sumr."
"That’s good. Have you thought about which company you’ll work for in the future?"
"Hmm..." Su Qingnuan frowned slightly in thought, "I haven’t decided. There were a few companies that invited , but then... after getting married, nothing ca of it."
"Oh?" Fu Yihan’s lips curved slightly upward. "Consider my company."
"Huh?" Su Qingnuan was montarily stunned. "Does the Fu family also operate in IT?"
"Not the Fu family." Fu Yihan took out a business card and placed it before her. "My company."
The card exuded luxury, its gold lettering standing out prominently.
The sleek black background was adorned with the dazzling gold words "General Manager."
Fu Yuan?
Fu Yuan IT?
Wasn’t this the company that had skyrocketed in the IT industry in recent years?
"You’re the owner of Fu Yuan?"
Her pale, delicate face was full of shock. Her wide eyes seed ready to peer into Fu Yihan’s very soul, questioning if he was truly who he seed.
"What?" Fu Yihan raised a brow, his sharp eyes emanating coldness. "Do I not look the part?"
"No, no!" Su Qingnuan quickly waved her hands. "I just thought that, managing such a large company under the Fu family na and running your own company, you must be very busy."
"It’s manageable," Fu Yihan said nonchalantly. "If you’re interested, take the card to HR. They’ll arrange a chance for you to intern."
Su Qingnuan carefully put the card away, nodding earnestly. "Thank you, Mr. Fu."
Her cautious manner didn’t escape Fu Yihan’s attention. Pleased, he turned his wheelchair and moved further inside the room.
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