"Once the words were out, the director had no choice but to add Shu Wan's WeChat."
"By this time, it was nearing the end of the workday in the evening, and neither Shu Wan nor Fu Siyu lingered any longer, leaving the research institute quickly."
"Back at the estate, the housekeeper had already arranged dinner, waiting for Shu Wan and Fu Siyu to return."
"Where's Fu Yang?"
"Both were seated, and Fu Yang hadn't appeared yet, so Shu Wan asked."
"The young master had returned before you did, he seemed unhappy and went upstairs immediately."
"Fu Yang often wore an unhappy expression, so the housekeeper and everyone else had grown accustomed to it."
"Ask him to come down," Fu Siyu said at that moment.
"Alright."
"However, three minutes later, the housekeeper came downstairs with a troubled expression."
"Young master, the young master said he is not hungry and told you not to bother about him."
Fu Siyu's expression darkened slightly, "Then let's leave him be."
