Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 192 - 122 Shooting_2

"I thought you were quite well-behaved this morning." Shu Wan’s lips curved upward, "keep it up."

"..." Fu Yang’s face turned a bit red, seemingly a little embarrassed, but he would definitely not reveal this side of himself in front of others, "I’m not a little dog, what’s there to be well-behaved about? Maybe I’ve been too nice to you recently, and you’re taking an inch and wanting a mile."

Shu Wan did not respond, instead she checked her phone and saw a message from Fu Siyu that had just arrived five minutes ago, "Your dad is here to pick us up, let’s go have lunch."

Fu Yang was reluctant, "What’s he doing here, I’m not going."

It wasn’t really up to Fu Yang whether he wanted to go or not; Shu Wan directly pulled his arm and walked to the side.

Fu Yang was quite displeased, subconsciously lifting his head trying to break free from Shu Wan, but when he saw the bracelet on Shu Wan’s wrist, Fu Yang stopped his movements.

That bracelet was a gift he had given to Shu Wan after her results had come out.

Fu Yang’s gaze moved up and noticed then that Shu Wan was not only wearing the bracelet he had given her but also the earrings.

Fu Yang pursed his lips and, in the end, let Shu Wan take him to the car.

At this moment, at the entrance of the internet café, the crowd watched as Fu Yang was led away by Shu Wan, all somewhat in disbelief.

"Isn’t that the cool and aloof handsome guy who glared at us just now? Why is he so obedient in front of his step-mom?"

"That looks like Shu Wan, wow, she’s really beautiful. I thought the photo was Photoshopped, but she’s even prettier in person. Goodness, she’s a real beauty."

The crowd was buzzing with comments, but Shu Wan and Fu Yang were already sitting in the car, drinking the tea passed over by Fu Siyu.

Fu Yang didn’t get along with Fu Si, especially today, and the atmosphere was exceptionally cold; as soon as Fu Yang got into the car, he put on headphones, ignoring Fu Si entirely.

Fu Si glanced at him and eventually didn’t say anything but turned to Shu Wan instead, "What would you like for lunch?"

"I trust you, you decide."

"Alright then."

Today, Fu Si did not take Shu Wan and Fu Yang to the usual quaint small diner but to a private club.

"The private family-style dishes here are pretty good," Fu Si explained, "I’ve eaten here a long time ago."

Since they had informed the club of their arrival in advance, as soon as the trio sat down, the staff began serving their meal.

The place was furnished like a traditional Chinese restaurant, with a large round table adorned with fresh flowers, surrounded by a variety of dishes.

Considering that they were VIPs, the restaurant had prepared a spacious private room, and the table was quite large, with the three people seated quite far from each other; they might even need to raise their voices to talk.

Seeing the setup, Fu Yang couldn’t resist gloating, "Oh dear, now someone won’t be able to help serve dishes even if they wanted to."

Hearing this, Fu Si raised his head, his deep gaze landing on Fu Yang.

Most people, under such a gaze from Fu Si, would probably be trembling already.

But Fu Yang was not the slightest bit intimidated; he even provocatively raised his eyebrows at Fu Si, "What’s wrong? Did I say something incorrect?"

"Alright," seeing that the father and son were on the verge of tension again, Shu Wan stepped in to defuse the situation, "It’s getting late, and I’m hungry. Let’s start eating."

Only then did Fu Yang snort and sit back down in his seat.

The distance across the table, added to the fact that Shu Wan and Fu Si had quite good dining manners, meant that the meal was finished quietly.

"I’m going back." Fu Yang didn’t know why, but when he saw Shu Wan, he was all right, yet now that he was with Fu Si, his expression grew worse and worse.

Finally, when the meal was over, Fu Yang grabbed his bag and was ready to leave.

But after only a few steps, Fu Si called out to him, "You’re coming with me this afternoon, I’ll take you to the company."

"Why? Can’t you do it anymore?" Fu Yang faced him coldly, "Are you planning on having me take over the company now?"

Saying that, Fu Yang continued walking out, showing no intention of listening to Fu Si.

Even if Fu Si was the strategic head of Guangyu Group outside, when he was at home facing Fu Yang, he still felt somewhat powerless.

The reason was simple: he truly owed Fu Yang.

So, against Fu Yang’s coldness and resistance, Fu Si couldn’t think of any good way to resolve it.

Seeing Fu Si’s mood, Shu Wan stepped forward, "Let me talk to him."

Fu Si nodded slightly at Shu Wan, "Thank you."

"Don’t mention it."

With that, Shu Wan picked up her bag and went out; she caught up to Fu Yang and whispered something in his ear, causing Fu Yang to abruptly stop in his tracks.