Su Qingnuan: "..."
Blinking her eyes, the old man chuckled warmly and said, "Waiting for your good news!"
With that, the old man stood up and walked toward the bedroom.
Only when the old man's figure disappeared did Su Qingnuan lower her gaze to her hands.
There were several round pills in her palm; it was hard to tell what they were.
Su Qingnuan sighed softly, clenched her fingers tightly, and went upstairs.
...
Fu Yihan was reading through documents when a knock sounded at the door.
"Come in."
Su Qingnuan cautiously pushed the door open, noticing the busyness of the man inside. She asked softly, "Mr. Fu, may I say a few words to you?"
"Hm."
Stepping lightly into the study, Su Qingnuan placed the pills in her hand on the desk.
Glancing at the pills out of the corner of his eye, Fu Yihan asked nonchalantly, "What are these?"
"...Grandfather gave me the medicine."
The hand flipping through the documents stopped. Fu Yihan lifted his gaze to look at Su Qingnuan.
