Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir
Chapter 91 - 65: Transfer Student

Chapter 91: Chapter 65: Transfer Student

"I’ve decided to reward you with a tutoring class," Shu Wan’s eyes curved slightly with an obvious smile.

Fu Yang stared blankly for a moment, not catching on, "What tutoring class?"

"You’re about to have your middle school exams, so I’m planning to hire a tutoring class to help with your studies."

"Shu Wan! Don’t go too far!" Fu Yang slammed his cup down onto the table with a thud.

He was now filled with regret, wishing he had never bought Shu Wan a smartphone; he must have been out of his mind to have helped Shu Wan make up the money.

Looking at Fu Yang’s incensed expression, Shu Wan’s lips quirked up slightly.

Just as Fu Yang was about to explode with anger, Shu Wan spoke again, "I’m just teasing you. I’ve brought you a gift, open it yourself."

Hearing this, Fu Yang finally noticed several large boxes placed next to the table.

Fu Yang’s eyebrows raised slightly, he gave them an extra glance, then looked away, "As the heir to the Fu Family, would I covet something you bought? There’s nothing I want that I don’t have."

"That’s true," Shu Wan nodded, "If you don’t want them, I might give them to your classmates someday."

"Whatever," Fu Yang struggled internally, but in the end, pride prevailed, "Even giving me money, I..."

"Cosmic War God’s shoes, Pioneer’s skateboard, a Mongnai branded windbreaker limited to one piece worldwide, your classmates would probably like them." Shu Wan didn’t wait for Fu Yang to finish and listed the gifts she brought.

!!

Fu Yang turned his head and now completely abandoned any pretense of pride.

Items limited to a few pieces worldwide were not a matter of how much money one had, especially the clothing designed by the master Mongnai, which were priceless.

Fu Yang opened the box, and indeed, inside were the sneakers and skateboard he had dreamed of, and the windbreaker bearing the signature of master Mongnai touched Fu Yang’s heart deeply.

He couldn’t stop himself from happily touching the skateboard, and realizing Shu Wan was watching him, he cleared his throat, "It’s not good to give away what I don’t want, but considering your kind gesture, I’ll reluctantly accept."

Shu Wan’s eyebrows lifted slightly, "You don’t have to force yourself."

"...I’m going to, mind your own business," Fu Yang retorted, then turned back to inspect the skateboard.

After a while, Fu Yang noticed two more boxes underneath, "What’s inside these?"

As he spoke, Fu Yang opened the boxes and found they actually contained some of Bruce’s specialty pastries and even a cup of coffee wrapped in an ice pack that was still in good condition.

"These?" Fu Yang was confused.

"I brought them for you."

This was a habit Shu Wan had formed in her past life; when her younger brother was a child, she would always bring him some tasty treats whenever she returned from outside.

Even though her younger brother couldn’t go out due to his young age, Shu Wan tried her best to make him part of the journey.

Sadly, later on, her brother was swallowed up by feudal moral teachings, no longer the little boy waiting at the courtyard gate for his sister to return, but became the "Third Young Master of the Prime Minister’s Mansion," who spoke of women’s obedience and chastity and criticized her for wandering everywhere.

But her habit of bringing back gifts for others had remained.

In the past few days in Bruce, she tried quite a few things and thought that the delicious ones should be packed and brought back for Fu Yang.

"I’m not a child," said Fu Yang with an unnatural expression, "Do you think I’m a primary school student who still likes these things?"

The sunlight came through the window, passing through his silver-white hair, blending almost seamlessly with it, highlighting the increased redness on his earlobes even more.

Shu Wan didn’t burst his bubble, "Then let’s have someone throw them away."

"Why are you so wasteful with food?" Fu Yang lifted his head, his beautiful eyes flashing with annoyance, making them particularly bright, "Ever heard of frugality in managing a household?"

"What should we do?" Shu Wan asked, feigning ignorance.

"I’ll give it to someone outside," Fu Yang said, then got up and left with the box.

Shu Wan shook her head with a smile, then lowered her head to continue reading.

Just then, Wang Tian’s phone call came in, "Hey, my little tyrant, where have you been these past few days? Why couldn’t I contact you?"

"I went abroad," Shu Wan responded, "What’s up?"

"Why the hell did you go to high school, tell me, that Shu Wan on the enrollment list that exploded on the internet today isn’t you, right?"

"Yeah."

With just two simple words from Shu Wan, Wang Tian’s defenses crumbled.

He stomped his foot hard, his orchid fingers flaring, "I see you’re trying to anger me to death!"