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Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Photos
Qin Chuan glanced at his cold, hard side profile and spoke earnestly, "Don’t worry, if there’s a chance this time, I’ll do whatever it takes to cure you."
Fu Yihan paused, shot him a look, and extended his hand, "Give me the cane."
"..."
Placing the cane in Fu Yihan’s hand, Qin Chuan said with a deadpan expression, "You’re no fun."
Fu Yihan sneered coldly, "I’m not a girl. If you found me fun, that would be worrisome."
Qin Chuan froze for a second, staring at Fu Yihan in surprise.
"What?" Fu Yihan’s smile didn’t waver, "Haven’t been trashed by me in a while, and you’re wanting it again today?"
"No!" Qin Chuan, alarmed, pressed down on Fu Yihan’s shoulder, "Are you joking with me right now?"
Fu Yihan looked at him blankly, "Are you an idiot?"
"Oh my god, you have no idea! It’s been ages since you cracked a cold joke with anyone. This is great news! Absolutely fantastic news!"
Excitedly, Qin Chuan gripped the armrest and pushed Fu Yihan out, chattering non-stop along the way.
Fu Yihan frowned, covering his ears to block him out.
The two of them descended the stairs and saw a few people sitting on the sofa, waiting.
...
Fu Yixing noticed Fu Yihan’s pale face and broke into a bright smile.
"Big brother, we heard you weren’t feeling well, so we specifically put aside work at the company to come visit you."
"Indeed, Yihan." Yun Meifeng stood up, her face full of smiles, "Would you like something to eat? Shall I make you some porridge?"
"No need." Fu Yihan kept his face cold, gazing expressionlessly at Su Qingnuan, "What are you still sitting there for?"
Su Qingnuan immediately stood up and jogged over.
"Grandpa, Qin Chuan and I are going out for dinner. We’ll return in the evening."
"Eh!" The old master of the Fu family quickly blocked their way, frowning as he said, "You’re just recovering from a cold and now you want to go out? No way! Having dinner can wait for another day. Stay home and recuperate today!"
Fu Yihan frowned.
Qin Chuan, sharp-eyed and quick-witted, placed himself between the two, smiling gently, "Grandpa, don’t worry. I’m taking Yihan to the hot springs. You know how it is with colds, especially these chills—they need warmth to recover faster!"
The old master shot a skeptical look at the doctor behind him and asked, "Is that true?"
The doctor chuckled and nodded, "It does indeed help."
After hesitating for a moment, the old master finally stepped aside slowly, muttering under his breath, "Come back early."
"Got it!" Qin Chuan grinned, "I guarantee I’ll bring Yihan back safe and sound. Rest assured, Grandpa."
With that, the old master smiled and nodded.
Watching the two leave, the old master let out a faint sigh.
...
Su Qingnuan followed the pair out of the Fu house, a hint of confusion on her face. If they were going to the hot springs, why did they have to bring her?
Noticing her dawdling behind in a daze, Qin Chuan raised his voice, "Hey! What’s with all the dragging your feet? Hurry up."
Su Qingnuan snapped back to her senses and jogged over.
"Mr. Fu, am I going too?" She cautiously asked the man already seated in the car.
Fu Yihan turned his head slightly, giving her a sidelong glance as he calmly asked, "Don’t want to?"
"No, it’s just..." Su Qingnuan’s eyes darted toward Qin Chuan, who looked spirited, and she murmured softly, "It just seems inappropriate. You two are men, and I’m a woman, so..."
Qin Chuan: "....."
He looked her up and down before bursting into laughter, "Seriously? Men, women—what are you on about? Which part of you hasn’t Yihan seen already? Why act all shy now?"
"I haven’t... you, you, you!"
"....." Su Qingnuan’s face flushed bright red, unable to utter a word.
The redness that had receded from Fu Yihan’s face returned once again.
"Ahem." Fu Yihan coughed violently a couple of times before finally recovering and saying tersely, "Stop wasting time. Get in the car."
His tone was clipped and commanding.
Su Qingnuan hesitated before reluctantly getting in the car.
Sitting in the backseat, Su Qingnuan had never thought that even riding in a car could feel so agonizing.
Though Qin Chuan sat in the passenger seat, his eyes constantly darted toward Su Qingnuan in the back.
Every time their gazes met, she was met with a fierce glare.
Eventually, Su Qingnuan simply lowered her head, refusing to meet his gaze anymore.
"Qin Chuan,"
Fu Yihan’s cool voice suddenly rang out.
Qin Chuan turned his head, "What?"
Fu Yihan’s chilly gaze landed on his neck, "Doesn’t that hurt?"
Qin Chuan: "....."
Seeing Qin Chuan turn back around, Su Qingnuan finally let out a long breath of relief. She really didn’t want to be grilled by anyone anymore; the feeling was utterly terrifying.
The car drove for a long time before finally stopping.
Su Qingnuan poked her head out and realized they weren’t at a hot spring at all but at a factory.
"It’s inside?" Fu Yihan asked.
Qin Chuan nodded, "Yeah, they’re waiting inside."
He pushed Fu Yihan’s wheelchair toward the entrance.
The path to the factory was a paved cement road, neither broken down nor shabby. In fact, the factory itself seemed quite new, not decrepit at all.
The guards at the gate didn’t stop them; instead, they opened the door directly, letting them in.
Su Qingnuan took a step back, falling in line beside Ah Qi, and whispered, "Ah Qi, where is this?"
Ah Qi gave her a glance and lowered his voice to reply, "Don’t speak. Just follow."
"...Alright."
Following the other two, they eventually stopped outside a building.
Qin Chuan looked up and suddenly raised his voice, shouting, "Gong Qi! Where are you?"
As soon as the words were out, a head popped out from the third floor.
"Up here!" Gong Qi looked down at them with a mischievous grin on his face, "Here so early? I thought I had some time to wait!"
Qin Chuan gestured toward the person in the wheelchair, shouting back, "No need to wait. Someone here can’t hold it anymore."
Gong Qi nodded knowingly, "Alright. Wait for me at the door; I’ll be right down."
With that, his head disappeared from view.
Qin Chuan pushed Fu Yihan further inside.
The two of them went straight to the deepest part of the building, where there was an iron door.
The windows on either side let in no light, making the area look pitch dark and rather eerie.
"Still not here?" Qin Chuan impatiently turned his head.
Just as the words left his mouth, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed around them.
Soon, Gong Qi appeared before them.
He clutched a large ring of keys in his hand, panting as he arrived at the iron door.
"Finally, you’re here. Any later, and I was tempted to let them go back."
"Let them go?" Qin Chuan gave him a meaningful glance, smirking, "You dare let them go? Our boss hasn’t had his fun yet. How could you let them go?"
Gong Qi shoved him lightly, rolling his eyes.
"Alright, cut it out with the sarcasm. If you want to be snarky, save it for later."
Hearing this, Qin Chuan promptly apologized, "Alright, alright! My bad."
