Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire
Chapter 146 Reward

Chapter 146: Chapter 146 Reward

Compared to the extravagant and grandiose decor in the hallway, the room was much more understated and elegant.

The walls were adorned with little daisies, the floor was a neat cream-white color, fresh and natural.

After pushing Fu Yihan into the seat at the head of the table, A Qi turned around and left the room.

Su Qingnuan glanced at Fu Yihan, hesitating as she stood in place.

"Not sitting down?" Fu Yihan raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

Su Qingnuan smiled faintly and tentatively pulled out the chair in front of her.

His brows immediately furrowed.

Su Qingnuan quickly let go of the chair and moved to sit by Fu Yihan’s side.

His brows relaxed.

Su Qingnuan sighed in relief.

"Where are the staff?" Su Qingnuan asked with confusion, "How do we order food?"

Just as her words fell, there was a knock on the door.

A waiter in a suit walked in, holding a thick menu in his hands.

"The ordering staff is here," Fu Yihan said.

Su Qingnuan’s cheeks flushed slightly as she took the menu handed to her by the waiter.

The thick menu was like a book, and as Su Qingnuan glanced over it, she found herself overwhelmed.

Being a new and innovative restaurant, "Huaxiang" naturally offered many unique dishes. However, Su Qingnuan had never tried them before and didn’t know where to start.

Flipping through the menu, Su Qingnuan inadvertently looked toward Fu Yihan.

Noticing her movement, Fu Yihan, his face cold, took the menu from her hands.

"What do you want to eat?" he asked.

Su Qingnuan shook her head. "Mr. Fu, you can decide; I’m not picky."

Indeed, she wasn’t picky. If she didn’t like something, she’d eat less of it, and if she liked something, she’d eat more.

After giving her a glance, Fu Yihan turned to the waiter and started reporting the dish names without lifting his head: "Steamed spareribs with glutinous rice, sweet and sour...."

He continued listing dishes to himself while the waiter beside him smiled quietly, making no move to jot anything down.

"Remember everything now?" Fu Yihan asked as he closed the menu.

The waiter nodded, took the menu, and in Su Qingnuan’s surprised gaze, recited the dish names back to them.

"Yes, that’s everything."

The waiter left with the menu in hand.

Watching his confident silhouette disappear, Su Qingnuan remarked, "Are all the waiters here so skilled?"

"Of course," Fu Yihan glanced at her, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. "What, did you think everyone was like you? Can’t even order food properly."

"... When I go out to eat, I don’t often get the chance to order."

When dining with the Su family, it was naturally the matriarch of the Su family who decided the menu. With friends, it was always the others picking the dishes. Su Qingnuan rarely had the chance to order.

However, to Fu Yihan’s ears, her explanation turned into something entirely different.

"So, letting you order food was putting you in a difficult position?"

Su Qingnuan quickly shook her head, her anxious tone rising: "Of course not! I’m just not very good at it...."

Fu Yihan snorted coldly and shifted his gaze away.

Su Qingnuan watched him cautiously, unsure whether he was genuinely upset.

Just as she was about to try testing the waters, Fu Yihan turned back to her.

"Practice more, and from now on, you’ll be the one ordering when we go out."

"... Alright."

Ordering food shouldn’t be that hard... right?

Su Qingnuan thought to herself.

The dishes at "Huaxiang" arrived quickly. Within a few exchanges, the waiter was already wheeling in the food.

While eating, both of them focused on their meals without speaking.

Only after finishing did Su Qingnuan finally put down her chopsticks.

Meanwhile, Fu Yihan had already finished eating long ago.

Noticing the empty plates in front of him, Su Qingnuan frowned. "Mr. Fu, you should eat more."

Fu Yihan shook his head. "I can’t eat any more."

She knew Fu Yihan ate little due to his health issues.

She used to think it was an exaggeration, but after dining alone with him several times, Su Qingnuan realized that the amount of food he consumed was far less than that of an average man.

Glancing briefly at his legs, Su Qingnuan’s brows furrowed further. "When your bones recover, you’ll need to do rehabilitation. That will require quite a bit of energy. Eating more is better for your health too."

Fu Yihan froze momentarily, turning to look at Su Qingnuan.

She was gazing at his legs with concern, her expression genuinely sincere.

After hesitating briefly, Fu Yihan picked up his chopsticks again.

"I’ll eat some more."

Hearing this, Su Qingnuan’s face lit up in joy as she enthusiastically pushed her favorite dish—glutinous rice spareribs—toward him. "These are delicious."

Under Su Qingnuan’s enthusiastic recommendation, Fu Yihan ate two more spareribs and drank some soup before stopping.

After finishing the meal, Su Qingnuan pushed Fu Yihan’s wheelchair toward the door.

Not finding A Qi outside, she asked in confusion, "Where’s A Qi?"

"He went to eat," Fu Yihan gestured toward the end of the hallway. "Let’s head down first."

"But we don’t have a card, right?" Su Qingnuan asked, mildly puzzled.

"They use fingerprint scanning."

"... Okay."

These days, VIP restaurants were getting so high-tech that Su Qingnuan felt a bit out of place.

They went downstairs, where the parking garage was eerily quiet.

"Call A Qi," Fu Yihan instructed.

Su Qingnuan nodded.

Just as the call connected, Su Qingnuan heard a phone ringtone.

Curious, she turned to look in the direction of the sound. What she saw was not a familiar face.

"Hello," the person answered the call, their crisp voice ringing clearly in the quiet garage.

Su Qingnuan quickly moved over to Fu Yihan, hesitating as she pointed toward that direction.

Fu Yihan frowned and followed her gaze.

Near a red sports car, Su Yuerou stood holding a phone, cheerfully walking toward the elevator.

"Guess who she’s talking to?" Su Qingnuan asked.

Fu Yihan shot her a glance and suddenly asked, "Can you drive?"

"Huh?" Su Qingnuan nodded, lowering her voice. "I have a license."

Fu Yihan looked down and, without warning, took out a set of keys and tossed them to Su Qingnuan.

"Let’s go; we’ll drive ourselves back."

"... Not waiting for A Qi?"

"No, let him handle other things." Fu Yihan turned away, expressionless.

Su Qingnuan quickly opened the car door and helped Fu Yihan into the car.

After ensuring he was seated securely, Su Qingnuan got into the driver’s seat.

Gripping the familiar yet unfamiliar steering wheel, Su Qingnuan took a deep breath.

"Mr. Fu," she turned back to look at Fu Yihan, smiling lightly. "I might be a little slow at first, so bear with me."

"Alright."

A few minutes later...

Fu Yihan gritted his teeth, staring at the "Huaxiang" restaurant sign barely a hundred meters behind them. His brows furrowed tightly. "Do you actually know how to drive?"

"I do!" Su Qingnuan immediately nodded earnestly, her expression serious as she looked ahead. "But it’s been a while, and I need some time to recall everything."

"..." Fu Yihan suddenly had an impulse to get out of the car.

Once the car finally merged onto the highway, its speed steadily increased.

Su Qingnuan focused entirely on the road ahead, completely unaware that the person behind her was quietly watching her.

Suddenly, the car jolted, and Fu Yihan’s body lurched forward, slamming into the chair back.

He propped himself up, his teeth clenched tightly.

"Mr. Fu..." Su Qingnuan’s voice trembled slightly. "Are you alright?"

Struggling to sit upright again, Fu Yihan heard her question and gritted his teeth audibly: "What do you think?"

"... I’ll be extra careful!"