Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir
Chapter 88 - 63 Repaying Gratitude_5

Chapter 88: Chapter 63 Repaying Gratitude_5

He still had the look of someone half asleep, his face exuding heavy irritation, "Are you dumb? Can’t you even hold a cup? Annoying."

"My hand hurts." Shu Wan’s simple two words shut Fu Yang up.

Fu Yang gritted his teeth, held back his frustration, and finally, reluctantly, poured some water for Shu Wan and brought it to her lips, "Drink! You wanted to drink so badly, finish this entire cup."

Shu Wan only drank half before pulling away, "Alright, get me a wet towel, I want to wash my face."

Fu Yang gripped the cup tightly, thought better of it, and decided to endure.

Following Shu Wan’s request, Fu Yang fetched a wet towel from the bathroom. He was about to throw it on Shu Wan’s face when she lifted her tightly bandaged right hand, "I can’t wipe myself."

"Don’t you still have your left hand?"

"I was afraid you would fall, I had been holding you with my left hand the whole time, and now it’s dislocated."

Fu Yang’s face darkened, "You weren’t holding me."

"Oh," Shu Wan replied calmly, "I thought it was you, so I held on so tight."

.....Fu Yang was left speechless. He took a deep breath, then took the towel to the bedside and wiped Shu Wan’s face rapidly, "Happy now?"

Although having Fu Yang serve her was a significant breakthrough, Shu Wan still pointed out, "You were too rough, remember to be gentler next time."

"!!" How much more can one endure? Fu Yang was on the verge of exploding.

Just then, Fu Yang’s phone rang. It was an unknown number. He pressed the answer button, his pent-up anger spilling over onto the unfortunate caller, "Who is this calling so early, don’t you know people are resting? Crazy, spit it out!"

Stunned by Fu Yang’s barrage, the person on the other end paused before finding their voice, "I’m looking for Little Mother."

"What do you want with her?" Fu Yang calmed down slightly, finally recognizing the voice - it was Xiao Lin, the pretty boy Shu Wan had rescued yesterday, "Why do you keep asking for Little Mother’s contact details every day?"

"I just want to talk to her about saying thanks. Could you pass her the phone?"

Fu Yang was about to refuse when Shu Wan reached out her hand, "Give it to me."

Fu Yang hesitated, then handed the phone to Shu Wan, his eyes warning her.

Though the warning meant little to Shu Wan.

She took the phone, "Hello."

"Hello," To Shu Wan’s surprise, the voice on the other end wasn’t Xiao Lin’s; it was another man’s voice.

It was pleasant sounding, each word ending as if it had a hook, conveying humor yet giving the impression that if you really believed his laugh, you’d be dragged into the abyss the next second.

"Xiao Lin is my younger brother. Yesterday, thank you for saving him."

"It was nothing, no need for thanks."

"After he came back, we discussed how to thank you. In the end, we decided to let you choose. Just say what you want; if it’s within our capacity, we will fulfill it."

Shu Wan thought for a moment, realizing she didn’t need much.

Ah, maybe just one thing, "Then send me a phone and a camera."

Since Fu Yang had pointed it out, Shu Wan realized how outdated her current devices were.

Since they wanted to repay her, she might as well ask for a complete set of equipment.

After Shu Wan had spoken, there was a moment of silence on the other end, "Anything else?"

"That’s all." That’s all Shu Wan really needed for now.

"You only want that? I might remind you that Xiao Lin is the Heir of the Xiao Family."

"Then I really don’t need anything else." Shu Wan made no attempt to hide her desire to form a good relationship with the Xiao Family, "Asking for more wouldn’t make us friends, would it?"

From what Si Yu had told her, Shu Wan knew the current situation in the Imperial City; the Xiao Family was one of the old prestigious families.

It was hard for ordinary people to even get in touch with someone from the Xiao Family, and Shu Wan, having rescued the Heir of the Xiao Family, naturally wouldn’t waste this chance to forge a connection.

The person on the other end seemed surprised by Shu Wan’s straightforwardness and that all she wanted was a phone. His tone carried a hint of genuine amusement, "Alright, Lady Shu, rest assured, the gratitude gift will be sent shortly. As for friendship, someone as interesting as Lady Shu, everyone would want to be friends."

"Thanks in advance."

"It should be me thanking you, Lady Shu."

Once the call ended, Fu Yang finally said, "I call you dumb, and you refuse to admit it. The pretty boy you saved is from the Xiao Family, and you didn’t exploit them at all; what’s the use of asking for a phone?"