Fu Yihan spoke as he grabbed Su Qingnuan's hand.
At this moment, the significance of Su Qingnuan's presence in this situation far outweighed Fu Yihan's intentions.
"Since you've already figured it out, why are you still saying this?"
She found herself at a loss for words.
Su Qingnuan deflated like a punctured balloon and slumped onto the nearby sofa.
The housekeeper had already placed dinner on the dining table.
"Young Master, Young Madam, why don't you come over and have dinner first? Otherwise, the food will get cold and it won't be enjoyable."
Clearly, the emotional shifts between the two in front of her created an undeniably awkward atmosphere.
But at this moment, the housekeeper was completely powerless.
She knew very well that whenever Su Qingnuan and Fu Yihan tackled an issue together, one of them inevitably had to compromise.
In the past, the one making concessions was Fu Yihan.
But now, it seemed the dynamics had subtly changed.
