Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir
Chapter 90 - 64: Additional Payment

Chapter 90: Chapter 64: Additional Payment

He was an extraordinarily handsome man, to the point of almost being enigmatic.

It was clear that he must be Xiao Lin’s older brother, as their facial features bore a striking resemblance, though one exuded brightness while the other shaded in gloom.

The man was dressed in a silver suit, with the collar, cuffs, and hem not properly fastened anywhere.

The daylight penetrated through the window, casting a golden glow on his superior profile.

The man’s gaze lingered on Shu Wan for a moment before the corners of his lips curled up, and he extended his hand toward her, a string of Buddhist beads faintly visible on his wrist, "Hello, I’m Xiao Yan, Xiao Lin’s older brother."

From the moment Xiao Yan had entered, Shu Wan had been watching him.

Xiao Yan always carried a subtle smile on his face, and coupled with his dangerously charming appearance, it was easy to categorize him as a frivolous playboy.

But in his calm and undisturbed eyes, Shu Wan saw danger.

Faced with Xiao Yan’s extended hand, Shu Wan’s eyes slightly hardened and she did not reciprocate the handshake; instead, Fu Yang stepped forward, "Hello."

He reached out to shake Xiao Yan’s hand, but before they could touch, Xiao Yan already retracted his hand, his smile brimming as he gestured for his subordinate to bring something over, "This is the gift Lady Shu requested."

The subordinate opened the box, revealing the latest models of a smartphone and a camera.

"Thank you," Shu Wan glanced at them briefly before withdrawing her gaze, "I’m not feeling well, so I can’t entertain you all, please forgive me."

Perhaps, having spent much time with Shu Wan, the usually straightforward Fu Yang detected an ulterior meaning in her words.

After all, in his understanding, Shu Wan was cunning and shrewd and would have someone entertain guests even if she couldn’t get up herself.

But now, she said this, likely indicating she didn’t want to entertain the Xiao Family.

Fu Yang, already disliking Xiao Lin, disliked his brother even more now. Regardless of whether Shu Wan meant what he thought, he smiled slightly at Xiao Yan, "I’m sorry, but the doctor said my Little Mother is severely injured; she needs rest."

"Then we won’t disturb any further," Xiao Yan’s gaze, full of smiles, rested on Shu Wan, "Lady Shu, have a good rest."

With that, Xiao Yan paused for a moment, his lips curving up again, "Goodbye."

Xiao Yan and Xiao Lin hadn’t gone far when Fu Yang couldn’t hold back any longer, "Is he cross-eyed? I was talking to him, and he kept looking at you. What does that mean?"

"Alright," Shu Wan motioned to Fu Yang with a wave of her hand, "Don’t be angry; help me with something."

"What?"

"Sell these two and go to a phone shop to buy a new set for me."

"Are you crazy?" Fu Yang was puzzled, "Don’t we already have a set?"

"I don’t trust Xiao Yan," Shu Wan didn’t hide her thoughts. "He seems dangerous; go get me a new set."

For the first time in his life, Fu Yang felt he was on the same page with Shu Wan, "You finally have some ability to judge people; I also think they are up to no good."

Suddenly, an idea seemed to strike Fu Yang, his eyes lighting up as he picked up the smartphone and camera, "You wait, I’ll go sell these for you now."

With that, Fu Yang grabbed the box and ran outside.

For Fu Yang, a rich young master who had never dealt with second-hand products up to this point, he had no concept of depreciation.

He even thought he might be able to raise the price a bit and make some extra money.

That is, until reality shattered this rich Young Master’s dreams, "A loss of 45,000 yuan? How can you conduct business like this?"

"Hey Young Master, don’t talk like that, I know this is good stuff, but once it goes second-hand, it has to depreciate. Not only am I offering this price, but you can ask around, see if anyone can outbid me, and I’ll take your last name!"

"Yeah, right, you’d like to take my last name." Fu Yang picked up the box and walked away.

He couldn’t believe it; it was still new, how could it decrease so much.

But in reality, the shopkeeper’s words turned out to be true.

He ran to several shops, and they all gave him very low prices.

Some shopkeepers, judging by his attire and deportment, thought he was a gullible big shot, and they dropped the price to an absurd level.

In the end, Fu Yang went back to the first shop, "Sold, give me the money."

"Alright!" After receiving two brand-new items, the shopkeeper’s smile was almost too wide to contain.

He transferred the money to Fu Yang, then happily went back to admire his goods.

Seeing the amount credited, Fu Yang was devastated.

The main reason for his devastation was that he could afford to buy Shu Wan a phone and a camera.

Although the money from the shopkeeper wasn’t enough, he had borrowed some money from his good brother the day before yesterday, exactly 50,000 yuan.

If he filled the gap of 45,000 yuan, he could buy Shu Wan the phone and camera, but then he would become penniless again.

Walking towards the hospital with his phone, Fu Yang thought, "It’s not my fault I couldn’t sell it for much, it’s not on me if I can’t afford it."

"Does she really need such good equipment? No matter what she uses, it’s all the same."

"Right, I’m not wrong. She treats me like a servant every day; why should I front the money for her phone?"

Fu Yang muttered to himself internally, but in a blink, he found himself outside the digital plaza.

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Half an hour later.

In the hospital room, Shu Wan was reading a book when the door suddenly swung open. Fu Yang entered, looking displeased, and tossed two boxes in front of Shu Wan, "Here are the phone and camera you wanted."

Fu Yang still couldn’t figure out why he had topped up money to buy Shu Wan a phone.

And it was the latest model, one he hadn’t even gotten for himself!

The more Fu Yang thought about it, the angrier he became. He grabbed a cup and drank several gulps, still doubting if Shu Wan had bewitched him.

Fu Yang didn’t know that second-hand products depreciate, but Shu Wan did.

To be more precise, she also knew exactly how much money Fu Yang had borrowed from someone else, and the difference just so happened to be covered by the money Fu Yang had.

Shu Wan took the phone and glanced at it, a slight smile appearing in her eyes. She turned her head to Fu Yang, "Thank you."

The colder a person usually is, the more stunningly contrastive it is when they genuinely smile.

Shu Wan was such a person. At this point, she wore a simple hospital gown, her hair casually tied behind her head, the light casting shadows in her eyes that seemed to hold a myriad of fireworks.

Fu Yang hesitated, unusually unnerved. He looked down, his gaze landing on the cup, "Thanks for what? It’s just a lousy phone; how much can it cost? You look so naive."

Shu Wan’s eyebrows raised slightly but she said nothing, "To return the favor for your gift, I’ve decided"

"What?" Fu Yang lifted his head. Although he didn’t like to admit it, he had to confess that he was quite looking forward to what Shu Wan had in store for him.