Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Chapter 6

Because of the habits of her previous life, Shu Wan still likes silk clothes when she comes here.

The silk nightdress she was wearing was made of light and thin material, and the light blue color was originally very beautiful, but Shu Wan's skin was too white, and the snow color actually showed through the silk skirt.

The thin suspenders further accentuate the slenderness and beauty of her two butterfly bones.

She shook her bare hands lightly, her fingers were like slender jade bamboos, shining brightly under the light, her hair was lifted by the breeze, brushed her ears, neck, and finally fell on her white shoulders.

Fu Siyu's eyes darkened slightly, and his hand holding the document tightened unconsciously.

On the other side of the screen, Shu Wan sat for a while, and sleepiness hit her like a sea. She yawned, got up and went back to her room.

As for when the video call was hung up, only Wanyue knew.

Shu Wan went to bed late, and woke up a little late the next day.

But no matter how late she got up, she still got up earlier than Fu Yang.

She sat at the dining table, read the newspaper, and asked the housekeeper, "Is Fu Yang up yet?"

"Not yet." The housekeeper just got instructions from Fu Siyu last night, and now he has a very respectful attitude towards Shu Wan, "The young master usually doesn't get up until one o'clock in the noon."

"En." Shu Wan quickly scanned the newspaper, and then turned to the next page, "Do you have any paper and pen?"

"Yes, I'll get it now."

The butler turned around to get the pen and paper as he spoke, but just as he took a step, Shu Wan stopped him again, "I want a brush."

"Ah?" The butler was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized, "Okay."

Not long after, the housekeeper came back with a pen and paper. He wanted to talk to Shu Wan, but when he saw Shu Wan eating breakfast, the housekeeper fell silent again.

The butler asked himself that he has lived for more than 50 years and has seen countless storms and waves, but he has never seen anyone like Shu Wan.

Her appearance, among the people the housekeeper had seen, was already outstanding.

The most amazing thing is her demeanor that is different from everyone else.

Just like at this moment, she was sitting there quietly eating breakfast, slowing down the time, and slowly unfolding a picture of an ancient lady in front of his eyes.

The butler didn't know what he was thinking, he subconsciously picked up his phone and took a picture, and then sent it to Fu Siyu.

The moment the photo was sent, the butler realized something was wrong.

After all, Fu Siyu hates other people's self-assessment the most. He wanted to withdraw, but Fu Siyu replied at this time, "Yes."

It was a very simple word, but the butler understood it. Fu Siyu didn't blame him, but acquiesced in this behavior.

The butler raised his head and glanced at Shu Wan who was wiping her hands after eating. Why did he feel that Shu Wan really had the possibility of becoming a real young lady.

Sensing the housekeeper's gaze on her, Shu Wan turned her head, "Did you bring the things?"

"Bring it."

The butler was talking, and put the pen and paper on the living room table.

Shu Wan walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a few lines.

At first, the steward only thought that Shu Wan wanted to practice calligraphy, but after Shu Wan really wrote a few words, he overturned his idea.

Even if he doesn't know calligraphy, he can tell that Shu Wan's calligraphy is painted with silver hooks and iron, full of momentum.

The handwriting is beautiful, and Shu Wan's writing movements are also beautiful. Everyone was immersed in the visual feast, and they didn't notice what Shu Wan wrote.

Until Shu Wan put down the pen, handed the paper full of words to the housekeeper, "After drying, make a thousand copies for me."

Although he didn't know what Shu Wan was going to do, the butler still nodded respectfully, "Okay."

But soon, the housekeeper knew what Shu Wan was going to do.

(End of this chapter)