Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir
Chapter 102 - 69: Want to Learn

Chapter 102: Chapter 69: Want to Learn

Fu Yang had watched the news about himself for a while, initially thinking everyone would just admire the handsome guy and then disperse.

But then a dessert shop employee came out with a scoop, and the story slid in a weird direction.

Originally, the dessert shop employee’s scoop was about the handsome and kind-hearted young man buying desserts for his grandmother.

However, after being passed from one netizen to another, the version that ended up circulating was, "The handsome young man and his 90-year-old grandmother depend on each other for survival."

Fu Yang couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the headline about the 90-year-old grandmother, especially when he glanced at the beautiful and exquisite Shu Wan nearby.

He looked at Shu Wan and suddenly called out to her, "Old granny."

Shu Wan looked up, her gaze somewhat puzzled, "What?"

"Nothing," Fu Yang smiled with a twinkle in his eye, "Just keep eating."

After dinner, Shu Wan wasn’t in a rush to leave. With filming scheduled to start the next day, she stayed in the hotel reading the script.

Fu Yang didn’t have school, so he holed up in the hotel playing video games.

Occasionally, Fu Yang stood up to get some water and saw Shu Wan sitting by the window quietly reading, the breeze gently ruffling her hair and the pages of her book.

Meanwhile, not far away, the characters in his video game were tumbling up and down a valley amid intense combat music playing.

It was like two different worlds.

But since when had his and Shu Wan’s separate worlds coexisted peacefully in the same space?

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The weather in Imperial City had been quite pleasant, and the next morning, Shu Wan got up early to take Fu Yang out for some exercise.

Although he had suffered a crushing defeat under Shu Wan’s hands last time, after a period of recuperation, Fu Yang had fully recovered and was ready to challenge Shu Wan to a basketball rematch.

The result was as brutal as always.

Shu Wan had a shooting accuracy of one hundred percent, while Fu Yang scored fifty percent.

All the way to the set in the car, Fu Yang couldn’t figure out how Shu Wan, who was only 169 cm tall, was able to jump so high.

"Want to learn?" Shu Wan seemed to know what Fu Yang was thinking and turned to look at him.

"Ahem," Fu Yang coughed lightly, "Could you really train me to be professional?"

"No way," Shu Wan assessed him up and down, "Your talent is too poor, and your fundamentals aren’t nimble enough for professional play."

Shu Wan had watched some basketball game videos after playing with Fu Yang a few times.

The professional players had years of training, with strong explosiveness and professionalism.

If Shu Wan hadn’t been practicing martial arts from a young age, plus having a sharpshooter’s precision, she never would have achieved a one hundred percent shooting rate.

Although Fu Yang was tall and fairly agile, playing professionally wasn’t realistic.

Although Fu Yang also knew he couldn’t play professionally, having Shu Wan point it out so bluntly was still a bit embarrassing, "Then why did you say you’d teach me?"

"Do you want to learn or not?" Shu Wan threw the question back at him.

Fu Yang really wanted to learn. After all, being good at basketball would allow him to sweep through various tournaments, and just the thought of being cheered on by thousands excited him.

But to learn, he would have to be under Shu Wan’s control. Fu Yang had smartened up by now; Shu Wan never offered a free lunch. Following her in learning basketball would definitely mean an exchange of conditions.

After a second’s hesitation, Fu Yang nodded, "Yes."

If it meant exchanging conditions, so be it. After all, he had already lost everything at her hands; one more wouldn’t hurt.

"So you’ll be my photography model," Shu Wan said, indeed setting a condition.

This condition, however, took Fu Yang completely by surprise, "What?"