"Eldest Brother." Fu Yixing appeared out of nowhere, blocking Fu Yihan's path.
He seemed to have styled his hair at some point, but his naturally refined appearance paled in comparison when standing before Fu Yihan.
"I thought you weren't coming back." Fu Yixing's smile was somewhat forced, his gaze darting continuously between the two.
Fu Yihan looked at him with a faint, mocking smile: "Didn't you say, for gatherings like these, the Eldest Young Master shouldn't be absent?"
"Indeed." Fu Yixing nodded, smiling faintly, "Then Eldest Brother should have fun, and keep a close eye on things."
His words carried layers of meaning, but Fu Yihan remained indifferent.
After boasting a bit, Fu Yixing left.
Watching his departing figure, Fu Yihan called out, "Ah Qi, have some people guard the perimeter."
"Yes."
As Ah Qi walked away, Su Qingnuan naturally took his place, pushing Fu Yihan's wheelchair as they headed further inside.
