Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Fu Yang's movement paused as the chicken leg meat he had just picked up from his chopsticks fell off, rolling onto the table with a trail of oil.

Fu Yang turned his head and saw Shu Wan's delicate profile.

His face darkened, "Don't sit next to me, you're in the way."

The others didn't know the relationship between Shu Wan and Fu Yang. Seeing Fu Yang's unfriendly attitude, they quickly tried to smooth things over, "Beautiful sister, just sit here, it's fine."

"Lin Yang, all other seats in the restaurant are full, and since you're not eating anyway, let this beauty sit here."

"Yeah, Lin Yang, just do a good deed."

Everyone was speaking up for Shu Wan. Fu Yang's expression changed several times, but he eventually fell silent, his face growing darker.

"Persistently annoying." After being silent for a long time, Fu Yang suddenly cursed angrily.

The restaurant was noisy, and his voice wasn't very loud, so only Shu Wan heard him.

Shu Wan showed no reaction. Her attention was captured by the dish the owner had just brought out.

Shu Wan ordered a cumin squid rice bowl according to the owner's recommendation.

It was something she'd never heard of before and wanted to try.

The strong aroma of cumin mixed with the slight sweetness of the onions greatly stimulated her appetite.

Shu Wan picked up a piece of squid and put it into her mouth. Unlike the refined dishes she usually ate, this cumin squid had a rough aroma, thick with the smell of fireworks, but it tasted quite good.

Shu Wan's face and temperament, like Fu Yang, completely mismatched the surrounding environment.

But she was tasting the food earnestly, which quickly made everyone feel much closer to her.

"Sister, you're so beautiful, are you a teacher at the school?"

Shu Wan swallowed the food in her mouth before answering the question, "No, I'm a student at the university next door."

"Wow, that's so close to us, can I ask for your help if there's anything I don't understand? You must be amazing."

"She's an utterly hopeless illiterate," said Fu Yang, who had been quiet all the while, suddenly chiming in coldly.

"Hey, Lin Yang, don't be like that," a classmate laughed it off, feeling embarrassed as he looked at Shu Wan, "Sister, don't mind him, my classmate is just in a bad mood today, he didn't mean to target you."

Shu Wan glanced at Fu Yang, "I won't mind."

"Sister, if you don't mind, this stir-fried chicken is really tasty, give it a try," the classmate warmly invited Shu Wan to join their meal, wanting to apologize.

Shu Wan didn't hesitate, she nodded her head, picked up another piece of chicken leg and tasted it, "It's delicious."

Shu Wan was cold in demeanor, but she had strong social skills, not to mention dealing with just simple kids.

As they talked and ate, it didn't take long before Shu Wan became the "beautiful and kind big sister" in everyone's heart.

The fragrance of food already filling the bowls was enough to annoy Fu Yang, and hearing Shu Wan chatting amicably with them almost made him want to flip the table.

He had already endured until they finished their meal when, unexpectedly, Shu Wan ordered a batch of fried fries and drinks to treat everyone.

Just as the aroma of the meal had almost dispersed, the crisp fragrance of fried fries refilled the space.

Fu Yang could no longer contain himself, he abruptly stood up, glaring coldly at Shu Wan, "Move, what you're eating stinks to death."

Calmly standing up, Shu Wan made way for Fu Yang.

Fu Yang slung his backpack over his shoulder, and because of the wide movement, he even hit the person sitting in front.

Taken off guard by the hit, the person in front furiously slammed his chopsticks down and stood up ready to explode in anger, but upon seeing it was Fu Yang, he immediately sat down again and picked up his chopsticks.

Everyone knew, he was trouble.

"Sis, actually, Lin Yang isn't usually like this. He might just be in a bad mood today."

Although Fu Yang had a fierce reputation, those who knew him were aware that he generally didn't lose his temper unless provoked.

Today was an exception; he inexplicably lashed out at strangers.

"It's okay, you guys keep eating. I'm done, I'll be going first."

"Okay, goodbye, sis."

Shu Wan left the restaurant and quickly caught up with Fu Yang.

"There's still time to go back and eat."

"Get lost." Hungry and extremely irritable, Fu Yang felt even more annoyed upon seeing Shu Wan.

"Fu Yang." Shu Wan didn't continue following him; instead, she stood still and called out to him.

Fu Yang couldn't be bothered with her and didn't respond.

"I hope you apologize for cursing."

"Dream on." Fu Yang turned around, his gaze defiant as he confronted Shu Wan. "Don't like hearing me curse at you, huh? Then stay out of my business. You think too highly of yourself."

With that, Fu Yang walked away with big strides.

Fu Yang's words and actions didn't really affect Shu Wan, but his habit of telling people to get lost bothered her.

She didn't have class in the afternoon, so she decided to head home.

But as soon as she got in the car, her manager called.

"I'm about to be driven insane by you. Just when we managed to redeem your image a bit, you had to go and attend classes. I shouldn't have spent money to suppress those trending topics. Now, look, you're famous again."

Shu Wan was clueless about what had happened, but she thought quickly and remembered not having answered a question in class. "Is it because I didn't answer that question right?"

"Yeah right, my dear grandaunt. It's one thing that you went to class, but sitting in the front row, as if you were afraid the teacher wouldn't notice you!"

"Can't help it if I didn't know, right? I'll know next time."

"No, you better not go to school anymore. A few more incidents like this, and even the greatest deity couldn't save your public image," the manager, scared by Shu Wan's antics, said. "Forget it, I won't talk anymore. There are a few movie roles looking for you; I'll go handle that first."

Without waiting for Shu Wan to respond, her manager hung up.

Shu Wan opened Weibo and, sure enough, saw herself trending.

"The Hopeless Illiterate" had become her unique tag.

"[Laughing emoji] Can't believe she couldn't answer such a simple question. I doubt she's ever attended middle school physics."

"Say what you want, but her face is just too impressive, 360 degrees flawless. And her temperament seems so divine, it's like watching a fairy descend to earth."

"How did she do it? She has the face of a scholar but acts like an illiterate."

The trending searches were mostly mocking, and though Shu Wan scrolled through them, she wasn't so much bothered by the insults as she was amused by how the modern vocabulary of insults was richer and stranger than in the past.

The journey from school to the Estate was long. Shu Wan spent half the time on Weibo and the other half organizing her photos.

Shu Wan loved to document her life. In her past life, she used to keep a diary with text records.

In modern times, Shu Wan liked to take photos.

She had taken many pictures at school in the morning, and at lunch, she had snapped quite a few of the delicious food.

Shu Wan tidied them up a bit and selected a few with good composition and clarity to upload to a short video platform, also updating her social circle.

It wasn't long before she received her first like and comment.

It came from Fu Siyu.