Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 285 - 163 Crushing

After a period of recovery, Fu Yang’s arm had almost healed.

Lying around in the Estate every day and unable to play video games because of his broken arm, Fu Yang felt like he had turned into a mummy.

When he finally heard "you can move freely" from Shu Wan’s mouth, Fu Yang felt a hint of fun in life for the first time.

"There are only two months of vacation, and I spent a week with you in that godforsaken place filming a variety show, and then another month and a half lying around at home. You owe me for emotional distress."

Shu Wan was sitting in the garden reading a book when Fu Yang popped out of nowhere, extending his hand towards her, clearly asking for spending money.

During the one and a half months Fu Yang spent at home, he was almost always with Shu Wan.

Even though he complained that Shu Wan was nagging and bothersome, their closeness had evidently increased quite a bit.

After all, Shu Wan took care of Fu Yang quite meticulously, and Fu Yang, not being a fool, naturally knew who treated him well.

At this moment, seeing Fu Yang’s grin, Shu Wan tapped his palm with her book, "Didn’t I just transfer some spending money to you last week?"

"It’s all gone," Fu Yang said confidently. "I heard you talking to my dad before he left. He said my allowance comes out of his account, not yours. Why are you being so stingy with me?"

"You’re going to school in a few days, you really should buy some stuff."

Shu Wan said, putting down her book and standing up.

"Going where?" asked Fu Yang, puzzled.

"Shopping."

"I can go buy it myself."

"But then you’d have no money."

"..."

Eventually, Fu Yang succumbed to the power of money.

He followed Shu Wan to the mall, and as she bought one item of clothing after another for him, Fu Yang was utterly baffled. "Did you do something to wrong me?"

"Not at all," Shu Wan said, looking at him puzzled. "Why suddenly ask that?"

"Then why are you buying me so many clothes?"

"Because they look good."

When Shu Wan first arrived in the modern world, she discovered a rather fun form of entertainment called Barbie dolls.

Shu Wan bought many to play with, but she later realized that, whether in terms of intricacy or the final product, Fu Yang seemed to display it better.

Thus, Shu Wan particularly enjoyed buying all sorts of clothes and accessories for Fu Yang.

However, this reason, Shu Wan would never tell Fu Yang; if she ever did, he probably wouldn’t wear the clothes she bought for him ever again in his life.

"They really do look good."

The sales associate also chimed in with praise, "Your sister has really good taste. But you are just good-looking, everything looks good on you."

Actually, Shu Wan’s taste matched Fu Yang’s preferences very well, but he certainly wouldn’t admit that in front of so many people, "It’s just alright, mainly because I’m good-looking."

Had anyone else made such a boast, they would likely be laughed at, but given Fu Yang’s appearance, the sales associate felt there was nothing wrong with his claim.

Shu Wan, having bought a pile of clothes and accessories for Fu Yang, also purchased some school supplies that he could use.

Fu Yang followed her around, unusually quiet.

With the school season approaching and the bookstore crowded mostly with mothers picking school supplies for their children,

Shu Wan turned around after selecting some books and saw Fu Yang leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, looking disdainfully ahead.

"What are you looking at?" Shu Wan approached and curiously asked.

"I see a bunch of irresponsible men."

"..."

Although Shu Wan was smart, at this moment she was also unclear where this sudden resentment from Fu Yang had originated.

After all, looking around the entire second floor of the bookstore, she didn’t see many men.

"Just like Si Yu, they only care about providing money, nothing else."

Fu Yang was talking when suddenly a child in front of them started crying loudly, his mother simultaneously handling a heavy bag and trying to soothe him.

Shu Wan instantly understood what Fu Yang meant, but she didn’t know what to say to comfort him as, after all, no amount of talking could bring Si Yu back to Fu Yang’s childhood.

"Let’s go eat," Shu Wan suggested, placing the selected books in the shopping basket. "What do you want to eat?"

Before Fu Yang could reply, Shu Wan said, "I saw a restaurant on a short video yesterday that looked pretty good, you should come with me."

"... You’ve already decided, so why ask me?" Fu Yang rolled his eyes, "What’s the food?"

"Lamb skewers, and also something called big plate chicken."

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