Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 177 - 112: Unhappy

"I saved his life, how could we not know each other?" Shu Wan countered Fu Yang.

Fu Yang choked, "Do you see the wives of wealthy families dining out with other men late at night? You are a member of the Fu Family, and it wouldn’t sound good if word got out."

Shu Wan frowned, looking at Fu Yang in confusion, "Do you have anything else to say? If not, I’m going to bed."

It might have been the lighting, but Shu Wan thought Fu Yang’s complexion looked rather awful, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I’m doing quite well," Fu Yang responded, shutting the door behind him, "No need for you to worry."

Fu Yang always had a temper like a sudden summer storm, coming on fast.

At this moment, Shu Wan didn’t dwell on the matter; she returned to the bedroom, washed up briefly, and went to sleep.

With sleep eluding him next door due to his anger, Fu Yang ended up scrolling through his phone and saw a fresh post from Xiao Lin.

"Exclusive news, Sister Shu is going to be my classmate."

The accompanying picture showed a dinner table with three people clearly visible.

Besides Xiao Lin and Shu Wan, there was also a pair of hands that looked like works of art, with a string of black beads wrapped around the left wrist.

Fu Yang stared at the photo for a while, then forwarded it to Fu Siyu.

Fu Siyu, likely busy, took almost two hours before he returned Fu Yang’s call.

Fu Yang hadn’t slept yet; he was in the midst of a heated argument with his team after a series of losses in a game.

Upon receiving Fu Siyu’s call, old irritations flared anew, "A busy man like you still finds time to message me, I guess you’re over both your work and your personal life."

"Who did Shu Wan go to dinner with?"

Fu Siyu knew from his understanding of Fu Yang that it must be someone special for him to care so much.

"Xiao Yan and Xiao Lin, two handsome guys." Fu Yang clicked his tongue, "It seems you’re not doing great as Mr. Fu, unable to control neither your son nor your wife."

"....."

Fu Siyu was of course not as emotional in his response, "She has her own activities, and it’s perfectly normal for her to dine with others."

"Fine, you’re so broad-minded." Fu Yang said exasperatedly, "Let’s hang up then."

With that, Fu Yang ended the call.

Though Fu Yang had been quite emotional in front of Fu Siyu, upon calming down, he felt that what Fu Siyu said made sense.

It was just a normal meal; there was nothing for him to be angry about.

Fu Yang, having realized this, felt his nameless anger dissipate instantly. He dropped the mouse and lay straight down on the bed, falling asleep soon after.

Meanwhile, across the ocean, Fu Siyu stared at the photo sent by Fu Yang for a long time.

The next morning, possibly feeling unusually apologetic for his unreasonable temper the night before, Fu Yang woke up a bit earlier and went with Shu Wan for morning exercise at the sports field for an hour.

After this period of practice, Fu Yang’s basketball skills had noticeably improved compared to before.

As they competed on the basketball court, with his height advantage, Fu Yang barely managed to draw even with Shu Wan.

"I’ve improved quickly, right?" Fu Yang said with a bit of pride.

"Quite fast." Shu Wan recalled Fu Yang mentioning a basketball game, "When is that basketball game?"

"Oh, you’re interested?" Fu Yang balanced the basketball on one finger, spinning it on his fingertip as he spoke to Shu Wan, "If you ask nicely, I might save you a ticket."

"I’m going back for breakfast." Shu Wan said, turning to head back.

Fu Yang quickly threw the basketball back into the basket and caught up to Shu Wan in a few large steps, "At least let me get you a ticket since I taught you half of these skills; it wouldn’t be right not to let you see it. I’ll save you a ticket."

"Okay."

Knowing Shu Wan was going to watch the basketball game, Fu Yang visibly brightened up.

He was walking inside while talking to Shu Wan.

Until they stepped into the living room, their relationship was quite harmonious.

It was only when Shu Wan picked up a pastry from the table and handed it to Fu Yang, and he tasted it, that he found it quite good.

"Is this a new development from the kitchen? The taste is pretty good."

"No, I brought it back yesterday," Shu Wan briefly explained.

Fu Yang’s chewing immediately stopped, "Is this made by the Xiao Family?"

Fu Yang spat out the unfinished pastry into the trash can, "No wonder it tastes so bad."

"..." Shu Wan finally noticed something was off with Fu Yang, "Why do you dislike the Xiao Family so much?"

"Who said I dislike them? Not at all," Fu Yang quickly denied.

Although he said that, Fu Yang didn’t touch any more pastries that Shu Wan had brought from the Xiao Family.

And Shu Wan only ate one, as the rest were accidentally knocked over by Fu Yang, and she didn’t get to eat them.

Of course, Shu Wan could tell that it was intentional by Fu Yang, but for a plate of pastries, she didn’t find it necessary to argue and let it go.

After dinner, Shu Wan filled in her college choices and then went directly to the film crew.

At the estate, after Shu Wan left, Fu Yang sneaked into the study and checked the university programs Shu Wan had filled out using her exam registration number he remembered from last time.

Imperial University’s School of Medicine and Pharmaceuticals.

Fu Yang felt a bit annoyed, remembering that Xiao Lin was a student at Imperial University.

This way, Shu Wan would be at the same university as Xiao Lin.

Thinking of Xiao Lin always calling her "Sister Shu", it made Fu Yang’s skin crawl.

But he dared not alter her chosen programs on his own.

Fu Yang stayed in the study for a long time, and finally came up with a reluctant solution. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Time passed, and a week after Shu Wan submitted her choices, Fu Yang rather unusually didn’t create any trouble, and they spent a peaceful period together.

Until it was time for Fu Yang to check his results.

Even though he had mentally prepared himself somewhat, Fu Yang was unusually nervous on the day of the result.

After all, this seemed to be the first time he had genuinely studied and taken an exam properly.

He was also anxious about what he might score.

Shu Wan, as always, remained calm.

She sat on a nearby sofa, reading a script, and without looking up, she asked, "How did it go?"

"I’m checking now," Fu Yang said, placing his hand on the mouse, took a deep breath, and clicked.

The page changed, and before he could see the breakdown, he only saw the total score—655, ranked first in the entire city.

Fu Yang knew he would do well, but he didn’t expect to do this well.

Shu Wan came over to take a look, seemingly not too surprised.

Fu Yang was naturally intelligent; it was just that he didn’t study in school. Having trained with her for so long, mastering the simple concepts from junior high wasn’t surprising.

"You did well," Shu Wan patted Fu Yang’s shoulder in praise, "I’m going to tell your dad."

Saying so, Shu Wan took a screenshot of the results and sent it to Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu quickly replied, pleased with the significant improvement in Fu Yang’s results.

"I will return to the country in a few days."