Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 149 - 88 Response

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Chapter 149: Chapter 88 Response

Fu Yang looked even more shocked than Shu Wan, "You have your high-stakes exam tomorrow, and you’re not going to sleep now?"

Shu Wan didn’t care, "The doctor said to change your IV fluids in two hours, you go to sleep first."

"..." Fu Yang’s lips twitched, and in the end, he could only say, "Do whatever you want, it’s not like your grades are anything special anyway."

After that, Fu Yang closed his eyes.

Actually, he really didn’t want to sleep, but there must have been some kind of sleep aid in the IV fluids, because once Fu Yang closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a light sound beside him.

Fu Yang turned his head and Shu Wan was changing the IV fluids for him.

She was still wearing the clothes from the day, although Fu Siyu always taught him not to be superstitious, but he had the housekeeper prepare a red garment for Shu Wan.

Shu Wan had fair skin, and she could pull off clothes of any color very well.

She must have taken a short rest, her hair which had been tied up had come loose a bit and softly draped over her shoulders.

The room was only lit by a small lamp, its warm, yellow light filling the entire room, and Shu Wan stood backlit, her figure seemingly surrounded by a soft glow.

Fu Yang’s hand had grown a bit cold from the lengthy IV sessions.

Shu Wan took a small heating pad and was warming the back of Fu Yang’s hand.

She was looking down, her facial expression unclear, but Fu Yang felt like he could imagine her gentle, patient demeanor.

Perhaps sensing Fu Yang’s gaze, Shu Wan looked up, about to say something, when she saw Fu Yang bury himself in the blankets.

Shu Wan reached out to pull, "Why are you burying yourself in the blankets?"

"Don’t mind me," Fu Yang’s voice was muffled, "After you finish helping me with the IV, just go to sleep. Don’t blame me if you do poorly on the exam."

"Mm," Shu Wan responded, finished up with Fu Yang, and then lay down on the nearby sofa, pulling over a blanket to cover herself.

After there was no more noise from her side, Fu Yang finally snuck out from under the blankets.

His eyes were tinged with a slight redness as he stared in Shu Wan’s direction.

After a while, Fu Yang buried himself back in the blankets, "You’re only being nice to me for the Fu Family’s money, I definitely won’t believe you."

Under the influence of the medication, Fu Yang slept straight through until the next afternoon.

Unsure how Shu Wan did on the exam, Fu Yang picked up his phone and found out by checking the news.

After the English exam, Shu Wan was still silent; the media crazily tagged her with the title of "handing in a blank paper."

After the history exam, the reporters couldn’t even find Shu Wan, so on all social media platforms, everyone was spreading that Shu Wan had abandoned the exam.

[I knew it, someone like Shu Wan who just puts on airs, how could she possibly persevere until the end.]

[Probably collapsed from the back-to-back blows of math and English, lol, just like me during exams, doesn’t she deserve it? Posing for what, she should never have tried to challenge the gaokao.]

[Looking at her after the English exam this morning, I knew she definitely couldn’t hold on, just go back to being your D-list star, stop embarrassing yourself out here, okay?]

Watching everyone casually attack Shu Wan, a fire flared up inside Fu Yang.

He grabbed his phone, about to reply to these comments, when suddenly the hospital room door opened; Fu Yang hurriedly shoved his phone under the pillow.

"Why did you come back so early?" Fu Yang glanced at Shu Wan, wanting to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back.

Shu Wan gave him a puzzled look, "Shouldn’t I come back after I’ve finished?"

"Oh," Fu Yang mused, Shu Wan might have skipped the exam partly because she was too tired from taking care of him last night.

With that thought, Fu Yang lost his interest in mocking her. He even felt a vague sense of guilt.

He didn’t bring up the exam again but, for the first time, asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet."

"Oh," Fu Yang nodded, "I’m hungry, I want to eat something."

"I’ve already asked the housekeeper to send food over," Shu Wan said, peeling off her somewhat damp coat, "It’s raining outside, so the delivery car is probably stuck in traffic."

"When can I go back?" Fu Yang was someone who couldn’t stay idle, and he really couldn’t lie still in bed.

"The day after tomorrow."

"Oh," Fu Yang glanced at his phone, his expression somewhat unnatural. "Then, uh, I want to play games tomorrow, you’ll play with me, right?"

Fu Yang figured since Shu Wan had already made excuses to skip today’s exam, she would certainly skip tomorrow’s too, and he was giving her a way out.

He hoped she wouldn’t be ungrateful and would understand his intention.

However, Shu Wan obviously had no intention of taking Fu Yang’s kindness, "I have an exam tomorrow, let’s talk about it after it’s over."

"You take—" Fu Yang said two words and then stopped speaking.

After all, this matter was somewhat damaging to one’s self-esteem.

He clicked his tongue, "Fine, as you wish. So, you’re going to take the exam tomorrow?"

"Mhm."

"Alright." Since Shu Wan insisted on pretending, Fu Yang would reluctantly play along, so she wouldn’t lose face.

On the third day of exams, compared to the fervent enthusiasm of the first day, everyone’s zeal had significantly waned. It was more of a melancholic feeling at the end of a phase and anticipation for the next stage.

Shu Wan was no exception. As she wrote down the last character and put down her pen, she instinctively glanced outside the window.

At that moment, the sky was filled with twilight hues, and birds fluttered their wings as they plunged into the clouds, as if even the air breathed freedom.

Shu Wan turned back to look at her name on the exam paper.

In her previous life, after years of arduous study, a lifetime passed without ever earning the chance to write her name in an exam hall.

In this world, a millennium later, that dream was realized.

If it weren’t forbidden to bring any communication devices into the exam room, Shu Wan really wanted to capture this moment.

This time, Shu Wan didn’t hand in her test paper early.

She sat until the very last moment, until the bell rang, before she stood up and walked out along with everyone else.

Outside, many reporters were waiting, but with so many students and parents around, they couldn’t find Shu Wan before she got into the car heading back.

Without a sighting of Shu Wan, they didn’t get discouraged, simply declaring, "Shu Wan has completely abandoned the exams."

As expected, when this news was released, there was another round of mockery.

On her way back, Shu Wan saw the news. She didn’t indulge these unscrupulous media outlets, instead resharing their news and commenting, "All six exams completed, waiting for results, unscrupulous media spreading rumors need to be accountable."

To say it mildly, when Wang Tian saw the tweet Shu Wan posted, he was so frustrated he felt like jumping off a building.

My goodness, his ancestors, not responding would just mean some mockery for hype, no big deal since Shu Wan didn’t lack haters.

But this response, now that was a big problem.