Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Although Fu Yang didn't like the teaching materials Fu Siyu gave him very much, he still opened it and took a look.

After all, he was curious about what teaching materials his old-fashioned father could prepare for him.

Ten minutes later, Fu Yang made a comment: His father is indeed a boring weirdo.

At this time, in the bedroom next door, Shu Wan was dreaming again.

This time, there was no Qi Yuan in the dream, only large swaths of blood, like a tightening membrane, imprisoning Shu Wan in it. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free.

I don't know how long it took, but the branches outside the window were blown against the glass by the wind, and the creaking sound pulled Shu Wan out of the nightmare.

There was only one bedside lamp turned on in the room, and the light was a bit dim.

Shu Wan sat up from the quilt, panting slightly. The suffocation in the dream had not dissipated, making her feel a little palpitated.

Shu Wan took the phone and took a look. It was 2:10 in the morning.

At this time, Fu Siyu should be sleeping.

Shu Wan hesitated for a moment, but finally dialed Fu Siyu's phone. The phone rang three times before he was picked up. Fu Siyu's voice was a little hoarse, "Are you awake?"

"I disturbed your sleep."

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter."

When Fu Siyu spoke again, his voice was much clearer.

"wait a moment."

Shu Wan said and hung up the phone. Fu Siyu was a little confused. He lifted the quilt and prepared to go over to see if something happened.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Fu Siyu opened the door, and Shu Wan was draped in a blanket, her face turned upside down, her long hair draped over her shoulders, and the exposed ankle was dazzlingly white.

Fu Siyu subconsciously took off his coat and put it on Shu Wan's shoulders, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"I want to sleep with you."

As Shu Wan spoke, she subconsciously gathered her coat. The wind in the corridor blew, making it a little cold.

Seeing that Fu Siyu didn't speak, Shu Wan frowned slightly, "Can't you?"

Fu Siyu's expression was a little weird, as if he was happy but also a little helpless, "Of course, come on."

Fu Siyu took a step back and Shu Wan walked in.

Shu Wan rarely comes to Fu Siyu's room. His bedroom decoration style is quite similar to his own, with gray and black tones and rigorous style. The furniture is placed symmetrically, which is extremely friendly to patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Unlike Shu Wan who prefers light colored sheets and bedding, Fu Siyu's sheets are all light gray.

Fu Siyu added a pillow to the bed, "Would you like to get you an extra quilt?"

Shu Wan subconsciously refused, "Then you can't hold me to sleep?"

Shu Wan explained this issue very objectively, because Fu Siyu's aura made her feel at ease.

There is a saying that relying on pampering makes you pampered. Even a person with a strong sense of propriety like Shu Wan could not help but lose the boundaries of propriety in Fu Siyu's tolerance.

Fu Siyu's eyes darkened slightly, and the hand holding the pillow tightened slightly, "Okay, then I won't add the cup. You go to bed first, and I'll get you a glass of water."

"Ah."

Shu Wan nodded, then lifted the quilt and lay in.

The quilt was still warm and filled with a touch of sandalwood. Shu Wan closed her eyes, and the heart palpitations caused by the nightmare seemed to be much lessened.

After Fu Siyu poured the water, he turned around and saw Shu Wan lying quietly on the quilt.

Only half of her face was exposed. Under the light at the end of the bed, her eyelashes cast a shadow, looking peaceful and peaceful.

Fu Siyu's heart moved. He put the cup on the cabinet, then lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Shu Wan was not asleep. She noticed that Fu Siyu was approaching. She hugged Fu Siyu back out of habit and felt that Fu Siyu's body stiffened.

But it was only for a moment. Fu Siyu quickly reached out, took Shu Wan into his arms, and patted her back comfortingly, "Go to sleep." "Yes."

Shu Wan nodded, subconsciously rubbed Fu Siyu's chest twice, and soon fell asleep.

Just as she expected, when she was with Fu Siyu, she wouldn't have those messy memories in her dreams.

That night, Shu Wan slept well.

Fu Siyu was miserable. After all, the beauty was in his arms, and the warmth made Fu Siyu's mouth dry.

The next morning, Fu Siyu drank two large glasses of cold water.

Shu Wan also woke up at this time. She had enough sleep and her mood was much better. Shu Wan stretched her body and curled her eyes, "Good morning."

Much of the charm in this world comes from a sense of contrast.

Shu Wan was usually cold and distant, but now she tilted her head lazily and looked at people with bright eyes, expressing the ultimate sense of contrast vividly.

Fu Siyu's throat rolled slightly and he poured himself another glass of cold water.

Shu Wan hadn't noticed anything was wrong yet. She sat on the bedside and called Fu Siyu naturally, "Can you bring me the clothes?"

"I'll get it for you."

As Fu Siyu spoke, he strode out without even having time to change his clothes.

When I walked to the door, I met Fu Yang who was humming and walking.

Seeing Fu Siyu, Fu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly. Before he could speak, he saw Shu Wan on the bed through the crack of the open door.

"???" Fu Yang looked at Fu Siyu with disdain, "Scumbag."

"If you don't go to school, what are you still doing?"

"I've passed my final exams, why should I go to school?"

Fu Yang rolled his eyes and put on his headphones. He was too lazy to pay attention to Fu Siyu and walked downstairs.

"Young Master, don't you want to have breakfast?"

Seeing Fu Yang walking straight out, the housekeeper quickly followed.

"I won't eat anymore. I'm tired of it."

"what?"

The housekeeper didn't understand what Fu Yang meant. Didn't he haven't had breakfast yet? Why are you so tired?

Before he could figure it out, Fu Siyu and Shu Wan walked out of the bedroom together upstairs.

The housekeeper was even more confused. Didn't he just go out of the country? The relationship progressed so quickly?

But then, the housekeeper became happy. It was a good thing that Shu Wan and Fu Siyu had a good relationship. Maybe they could welcome a new cute little dumpling.

The housekeeper still misses Fu Yang's cute appearance when he was still a fantuanzi.

It's a pity that now, thinking of Fu Yang's unruly look on his face when he walked out just now, the housekeeper couldn't help but sigh, alas.

After going out for a few days, both Fu Siyu and Shu Wan had a backlog of things to do.

After dinner, Fu Siyu went to the company, while Shu Wan went to the crew.

"Mr. Fu, all the facts about Pei Yong have been found out."

As soon as Fu Siyu arrived, Qin Lu put the investigation documents on his desk.

Fu Siyu didn't even raise his head, "Just go and make arrangements. Has it been repaired at the film and television city?"

"It's been repaired. Li Si is in charge of things over there."

"Yes." Fu Siyu responded, "Shu Wan has agreed to the new script, and we can contact all parties."

"Ok."

It didn't take long for the truth about the conflict between Pei Yong and Fu Yang to be exposed. (End of chapter)