Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 349 - 192 Setting the Trap_2

At that moment, the phone rang, and Shu Wan glanced at it. It was a message from Fu Siyu, who was already waiting for her outside the film crew.

Shu Wan walked out of the Film and Television City and got directly into the car waiting on the side of the road.

Seeing her arrival, Fu Siyu put down the documents in his hand, "Did the shooting go smoothly today?"

"Pretty well," Shu Wan nodded.

The car was smoothly driving along the road when suddenly the car in front braked sharply, causing their car to brake urgently as well.

Due to inertia, Shu Wan leaned forward and then fell back heavily onto the sofa.

Actually, the driver reacted very quickly. Although it was a sharp brake, the extent wasn’t large. Unfortunately, Shu Wan originally had an injury on her back, and the heavy fall triggered the pain in her wound.

Shu Wan instinctively let out a slight cry.

Fu Siyu looked up and saw Shu Wan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, "What’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing," Shu Wan waved her hand, "Just knocked my back a bit." freewёbnoνel.com

Upon hearing this, Fu Siyu immediately became serious, knowing that Shu Wan wasn’t the type to fuss over minor injuries.

"Is it serious? Let me take a look."

Fu Siyu spoke instinctively but then thought it might not be polite, "Let me ask the driver to speed up so we can go back and have the maid treat your wound."

"Okay."

The driver sped up and soon they arrived back at the Estate. Fu Siyu arranged for several maids to help Shu Wan treat her wound.

When they entered the bedroom, Shu Wan took off her clothes and the maids gasped, "My heavens, it’s so serious."

The spot where Shu Wan had fallen had a protruding sharp rock, and that rock caused a large patch of redness and even some bleeding wounds on Shu Wan’s back, which was far from the mild injury Shu Wan had described.

"Use this medicine."

Shu Wan looked in the mirror and thought little of it; such a minor injury would heal in no time with the special ointment.

She let the maids disinfect the wound and apply the ointment, then she let them leave.

After shooting for a whole day at the film crew, Shu Wan wanted to take a bath to refresh herself.

It was about an hour later that Shu Wan went downstairs again.

At this time, both Fu Siyu and Fu Yang were sitting downstairs, waiting to have dinner with Shu Wan.

But Shu Wan couldn’t help feeling that Fu Siyu’s complexion didn’t look very good.

Guessing that the father and son had just had another argument, Shu Wan didn’t ask and walked straight to the dinner table, "Let’s eat."

Fu Siyu and Fu Yang also came over, sitting on either side of Shu Wan.

Knowing Shu Wan’s back was injured, the maids placed food and chopsticks in front of her without letting her lift a finger.

As for the dishes, Fu Siyu took care of everything throughout the meal.

Halfway through the meal, it seemed like Fu Yang couldn’t hold back anymore, he looked at Fu Siyu with some disdain, then stood up with his rice bowl, "Ugh, I really can’t eat here anymore. Can the two of you be any more disgusting?"

Fu Yang had come back late, and Fu Siyu hadn’t told him about Shu Wan’s injury.

So, in Fu Yang’s view, the fact that Shu Wan even needed Fu Siyu to serve her food seemed exaggerated. Had his dad really succeeded? What exactly was wrong with Shu Wan?

Fu Siyu coldly glanced at Fu Yang, who defiantly raised his chin slightly at him, "I’ll eat in my own room. I can’t stand this."

Without waiting for the housekeeper to explain, Fu Yang went straight upstairs.

"No need to mind him."

Fu Siyu then served some more dishes to Shu Wan, his tone indifferent.

"Mhm."

After the meal, Shu Wan was about to return to her room but was stopped by Fu Siyu, "Would you like to take a walk?"

"Sure."

Shu Wan turned and followed Fu Siyu outside.

But after walking for a while, Shu Wan finally sensed something was amiss.

Usually, when staying with Fu Siyu, he would start some conversation, but today, they had been walking for quite a while and Fu Siyu was still silent.

Shu Wan turned her head to look at Fu Siyu, his cold side profile lost in the darkness of the night, and she could vaguely sense his moodiness, "Are you unhappy?"

Fu Siyu remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

Shu Wan frowned slightly, "Why? Is it because of work? Or because of Fu Yang?"

Fu Siyu stopped, turned his head to look at Shu Wan, his deep eyes like a deep sea, capable of drawing everything within sight into the whirlpools of the waves.

"Because of you." Fu Siyu opened his mouth.

"Me?" Shu Wan thought for a moment, "Have I offended you in any way?"

"No." Fu Siyu’s gaze was intense as he looked at Shu Wan, "I just asked your agent, he said five hours ago, you were injured, but you did not treat the wound and continued filming as usual."

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