Fu Yihan raised an eyebrow, sneering, "Do I look like an idiot to you?"
"..."
Su Qingnuan didn't dare to respond; she truly didn't know how to explain to Fu Yihan about this matter.
If she made it sound serious, it would involve internal company issues; if she made light of it, it would be a personal matter.
Either way, neither seemed particularly appropriate to say aloud.
"You got beaten up at the company, didn't say anything, and you think I wouldn't find out?"
"..."
Su Qingnuan frowned, lowering her voice, "Mr. Fu, I think I can handle this matter myself. You really don't need to..."
"You can handle it?" Fu Yihan's voice turned icy, his gaze brimming with cold malice, "If you could handle it, you wouldn't be standing before me with five glaring red marks on your face, would you?"
"...It was just an accident."
Had she known Sister Hong would act so recklessly, she would never have stood there.
"An accident? Haha."
Two cold laughs escaped, and Fu Yihan withdrew his gaze.
