Su Qingnuan's frosty face carried a trace of disdain.
"I've heard that beasts are always ruled by desires, controlling their bodies. Since the second young master can't control his own, as your sister-in-law, I have a responsibility to help you out."
After speaking, she twisted the faucet, and the water sprayed out even more forcefully.
Fu Yihan couldn't dodge in time and was completely soaked.
Looking at Fu Yihan, whose hair was now disheveled as he frantically searched for shelter amidst the curtain of water, Su Qingnuan's lips finally curved into a smile.
"Su Qingnuan!" Fu Yihan struggled to open his eyes under the torrent, managing only to squint at her. "Just wait until I catch you. You'll regret this!"
Su Qingnuan froze slightly, hesitating as she caught sight of his menacing expression.
In the Fu family, she was completely isolated and helpless. Provoking this volatile figure might lead to unimaginable repercussions later.
If there's an opportunity to reconcile, perhaps it's worth considering?
"Ahem, second young master." Su Qingnuan smiled gently, her tone softened. "We've only known each other a few days. You don't owe me, and I don't owe you. Why can't we just get along?"
"Get along?" Fu Yihan sneered coldly, blocking the water spray with his arm and slowly advancing toward Su Qingnuan. "You think too sweetly! Let me tell you now—it's impossible!
Su Qingnuan took a step back, watching him struggle yet steadily inch closer. Her brows furrowed deeper.
The faucet was her last line of defense. If he managed to push through, the consequences would be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Su Qingnuan straightened and looked over his shoulder, her expression serious. "Grandfather, you're here!"
Fu Yihan paused, glancing behind him.
But there was nothing behind him—only an empty lawn, not a single person in sight.
Frustrated and furious, Fu Yihan turned back.
The faucet had already fallen to the ground, and the woman who had been standing there was now several meters away, running.
"Su Qingnuan! Stop right there!"
Su Qingnuan's chest heaved with her erratic breaths. She could feel her heart pounding faster with every step she took.
But she couldn't stop now. If she did and got caught, the outcome would be catastrophic.
Su Qingnuan frowned, enduring the faint ache in her chest, summoning all her strength to dash through the front doors.
The servants guarding the door hesitated for a moment, stunned at her disheveled appearance as she ran inside.
"Grab her! Catch her for me!"
Fu Yihan's voice was sharp and commanding, piercing the ears of everyone present.
The servants quickly extended their hands, trying to seize Su Qingnuan.
Su Qingnuan dodged one hand, pressing forward.
The servants chased after her, but the slippery floor was unforgiving. After a few steps of hurried pursuit, one after another, they slipped and fell.
Su Qingnuan grabbed the sofa nearby, steadying herself.
Seeing the servants behind her scrambling to get up, Su Qingnuan quickly stood upright and headed upstairs.
She hadn't gone more than a couple of steps when someone came down to meet her.
Grandfather Fu stood there, leaning on his cane, silently observing her.
Su Qingnuan halted abruptly, lowering her head in panic. "Grandfather."
"What's going on here? Hurry and catch her for me!"
Fu Yihan's voice followed closely, shoving aside the immobilized servants, only to meet Grandfather Fu's piercing gaze.
"... Grandfather."
Grandfather Fu's brows tightened as his cane tapped against the floor. "What's with your appearance? What were you doing?"
Fu Yihan lowered his head, water dripping from his hair onto the polished floor.
Looking back at the trail he'd left, messy prints of grass and mud and yellowish-brown water stains were scattered along the path.
"Grandfather, this woman actually sprayed me with a faucet earlier!" Fu Yihan raised his voice, pointing at Su Qingnuan. "Look at the state I'm in now—it's all because of her!"
Su Qingnuan shrank back, trembling slightly, her voice soft. "Grandfather... I didn't mean to."
Grandfather Fu's sharp eyes landed on Su Qingnuan, scrutinizing her from head to toe.
Su Qingnuan lowered her head even further as if there were a hole in the ground before her, she might already have burrowed into it.
"You did this?" A cold, harsh voice sounded near her ear.
Su Qingnuan nodded, responding softly, "... Yes, it was me."
"See!" Fu Yihan exclaimed excitedly. "She admitted it!"
Grandfather Fu glanced between them, his gaze ultimately landing coldly on Fu Yihan.
Fu Yihan gradually quieted down.
The atmosphere became tense, but no one dared to speak.
Grandfather Fu leaned on his cane, slowly descending the stairs.
He glanced distastefully at the traces on the floor, frowning. "Fu Yihan, clean this mess up."
"... Grandfather!" Fu Yihan grit his teeth, glaring at him defiantly. "I didn't do it on purpose!"
Grandfather Fu's tone was severe: "Even if it wasn't on purpose, clean it up."
"..."
Fu Yihan stood still, while Grandfather Fu continued to stare him down.
Eventually, Fu Yihan turned reluctantly, glaring at Su Qingnuan before taking cleaning tools from a servant and messily starting to clean.
Grandfather Fu finally looked away from him, turning his attention to Su Qingnuan. His eyes remained cold.
"Don't let this happen again."
Su Qingnuan was slightly startled but quickly nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Watching Fu Yihan's resentful gaze, Su Qingnuan greeted Grandfather Fu respectfully before heading upstairs.
Arriving at the room she'd stayed in the previous night, Su Qingnuan was surprised to find the door locked.
Su Qingnuan frowned, knocking gently.
The door opened, and Fu Yihan's personal bodyguard stood at the entrance, looking down at her from above.
"..." Su Qingnuan swallowed nervously, her voice barely audible. "May I go inside to rest?"
The bodyguard completely blocked the doorway, obscuring nearly all view of the room behind him.
"No."
The towering bodyguard looked down at her slender wrist for a long moment, unmoving.
Su Qingnuan retreated silently.
The bodyguard shot her a brief glance before closing the door.
"Su Qingnuan!"
A familiar voice rang out from the end of the hallway. Su Qingnuan turned to look.
Fu Yihan stood at the top of the stairs, glaring at her with clenched teeth.
Su Qingnuan's heart skipped a beat, her body instinctively rushing forward, wedging herself in the doorway.
"Let me in!" Su Qingnuan pleaded anxiously.
The bodyguard frowned, looking down at the arms and legs wedged in the doorframe, hesitant to exert force.
Seeing Fu Yihan running toward her, Su Qingnuan made a desperate move, sliding herself through the narrow gap like a slippery eel.
She was petite and frail.
The bodyguard, utterly unprepared, could only watch as she slipped into the room.
Inside, Su Qingnuan quickly positioned herself at the door, urgently saying, "Close it! Quickly, close the door!"
The bodyguard reluctantly pushed the door shut.
"Bang—"
The door was closed.
Su Qingnuan exhaled deeply, her tense body finally relaxing as she sank to the ground.
"Su Qingnuan! If you've got guts, come out here!"
Su Qingnuan clutched her chest, calming her pounding heart.
Of course, she didn't have the guts. If she did, she wouldn't have ended up married into this family.
Ignoring Fu Yihan's shouts, Su Qingnuan slowly steadied her breathing.
"Heh, you really are quite lively."