Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir
Chapter 98 - 68 Satisfaction_3

Chapter 98: Chapter 68 Satisfaction_3

He didn’t remember adding Shu Wan, where did she get his WeChat from?

By the time he saw that physics problem again, Fu Yang’s brows lifted slightly, he had no intention of dealing with Shu Wan.

"Zhang Yu said you guys haven’t learned this yet, so none of you can do this problem, right?"

After sharing several meals and through word-of-mouth among everyone, now Shu Wan and many of Fu Yang’s classmates had each other’s contact information.

However, Shu Wan never disclosed her relationship with Fu Yang, and she never took the initiative to ask about Fu Yang when the classmates didn’t mention him.

And this Zhang Yu that Shu Wan mentioned was exactly their class’s study committee member.

Fu Yang suddenly lost interest in his game, grabbed his phone for a glance, and I’ll be darned, it was indeed a bit tough.

But the more Shu Wan said it was difficult, the more it showcased just how awesome he was.

Fu Yang rummaged through his books and after some effort, finally solved the problem.

Moreover, based on the way he’d been interacting with Shu Wan recently, Fu Yang knew she liked to ask all sorts of questions.

To prevent himself from being bombarded by Shu Wan’s queries, Fu Yang even memorized all possible related knowledge points for the problem.

After finishing all this, it was already two hours later, lunchtime had arrived.

The door was knocked on, Fu Yang knew it was Shu Wan returning, he quickly stuffed his book into his backpack, rolled in his quilt fiercely a couple of rounds, then sluggishly got up, rubbing his eyes and yawning before opening the door.

Shu Wan walked into the room, "Were you sleeping the whole time? Did you see the WeChat message I sent?"

Fu Yang yawned extensively, "WeChat? What WeChat? I don’t know, I’ll check."

Saying that, Fu Yang dug his phone out from under the quilt, opened WeChat and glanced at it for a second, "This is it? You can’t do such a simple problem?"

"Not really," Shu Wan calmly replied.

"Fine then." Leaning against the bed, with sleep still in his eyes, Fu Yang explained the problem to Shu Wan, "It’s too simple, don’t ask me next time, it’s a waste of time."

Shu Wan listened attentively, then turned her head, in her eyes flashed a well-hidden but barely concealed admiration, "So that’s how it is, I didn’t expect you to actually know how to do it."

Ever since the day Fu Yang could remember, those who knew about his status looked at him either with fear, fawning, or those who didn’t know his status, with disdain and exasperation.

This was the first time someone looked at him with surprise and appreciation.

Fu Yang bit his lip slightly, his head turning away unconsciously, "So simple, only someone with your slow wit wouldn’t be able to manage."

Shu Wan didn’t respond, glancing at the computer, "How come you dropped rank again?"

When Shu Wan mentioned this, Fu Yang then remembered, he’d been so focused on the problem earlier, he’d forgotten he was still in the game queue.

It takes several matches to climb back up after dropping a rank, and Fu Yang’s face immediately fell.

Shu Wan scanned the game briefly, not having played in a long while, felt a sudden urge, "Go get me something to eat, I’ll help you win a couple of rounds."

Fu Yang instinctively wanted to retort, but thinking about Shu Wan’s skills, in the end, he just shut up, "Then you better play well for me, don’t drop the rank."

"I feel like eating roast duck, green vegetables, shrimp, and cake too, not the overly sweet kind, I don’t like it too sweet," Shu Wan said while picking up the mouse to open the game, continuing the conversation with Fu Yang.

Fu Yang, who was putting on his coat, rolled his eyes at the request, "I’m not a waiter, you’re still here ordering food? If you want to eat, go fix it yourself."

Shu Wan didn’t continue the conversation and turned around to start a game.

This hotel had a restaurant, and Fu Yang had no plan to go outside to buy food, he figured he’d just grab something casual to bring up.

Normally, buffet-style restaurants like this would offer a wide variety of dishes, basically having everything.

But today it might be because Fu Yang came down late, the roast duck Shu Wan wanted wasn’t available anymore.

"Sir, if you really want roast duck, there’s a famous roast duck store just 200 meters from the hotel, you can buy it there," the waiter kindly suggested after seeing Fu Yang standing in front of the duck counter without moving.

Fu Yang waved his hand, "I don’t want it, what else is good?"

It’s greasy anyway, and he didn’t like it, if Shu Wan wanted to eat it she could buy it herself, he wasn’t planning on it.

Fu Yang walked away from the duck counter, packed a bunch of dishes he liked, along with the ribs and green vegetables Shu Wan had mentioned.

Carrying a bunch of boxes, he walked slower and slower, and by the time he reached the door, he even came to a stop.