Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 157 - 94 Withdrawal from School

"Cheating?" Shu Wan frowned slightly, "are you talking about Fu Yang?"

"Yes, how do your parents teach their children? He not only cheated but also hit the teacher, extremely arrogant. Come to the school tomorrow and process his expulsion. We cannot keep such students."

"Expulsion?" Shu Wan’s eyes cooled slightly, "Do you have evidence that he cheated? You want to expel him just like that?"

"It’s all because parents like you spoil their children. He even dared to attack a senior leader publicly. He can’t continue at this school. If you are sensible, you should handle the withdrawal process yourself and not make it even uglier in the end."

The person on the other end wanted to say something more, but Shu Wan simply hung up the phone.

She had been helping Fu Yang study during this time, and she knew for a fact that Fu Yang had not cheated.

Middle school knowledge was quite simple anyway, and Fu Yang had a good memory, especially with her sorting out the key points for him with several sets of test papers each day.

Given Fu Yang’s perceptiveness, scoring first place was not a surprise to Shu Wan.

She wasn’t very familiar with the educational system of this era, and she needed to find out what the difference was between withdrawal and expulsion.

Therefore, Shu Wan had dinner early and then plunged into the study.

When Fu Yang got home, the dining table was empty.

For some reason, looking at that empty spot, Fu Yang felt a fleeting sense of relief.

"Young Master, Young Madam has already eaten. Would you like to eat now?" the housekeeper approached, noticing the low air around Fu Yang and cautiously spoke.

"No," Fu Yang had no appetite. He glanced upstairs subconsciously, "Where is she?"

"Young Madam is reading in the study," the housekeeper, trying to lighten the somber mood, forced a topic, "Young Madam really loves studying."

Fu Yang paused slightly, "If I get expelled, she will definitely be angry."

"Ah?" The housekeeper was startled, subconsciously thinking Fu Yang was planning some mischief again to annoy Shu Wan, "Young Master, please don’t. Though Young Madam might not say it, she has high expectations for you."

"Is that so." Fu Yang’s eyes slightly drooped, shadows under the lamplight sketching circles around his elongated eye edges, giving him an indescribably sudden appearance.

"I’m not eating," Fu Yang said, going upstairs and soon came down holding a basketball.

Under the housekeeper’s puzzled gaze, Fu Yang headed straight to the basketball court.

The basketball court at night, surrounded by lights, appeared tranquil and serene.

Apart from the friction of shoes on the court and the sound of the basketball hitting the ground, everything else was quiet.

Fu Yang’s slender figure was lost in the darkness, his gaze solemnly fixed on him.

The basketball repeatedly went into the hoop and then smashed back onto the ground.

After a long time, soaked through with sweat, Fu Yang headed back.

As he went upstairs, he happened to meet Shu Wan coming out of the study holding a book.

Her expression was cool and she wore a neat silk long dress, inexplicably making Fu Yang feel a sense of distance.

When Shu Wan called out to him, Fu Yang ignored her and went straight into his bedroom, locking the door behind him.

Shu Wan inexplicably looked at Fu Yang’s room door, but as it was late, she did not go after him.

She had planned to ask Fu Yang about the exam the next day, but early in the morning, Shu Wan couldn’t find Fu Yang anywhere at the Estate.

"Where is Fu Yang?" Shu Wan looked at the housekeeper.

"The young master left early today; he said there was an activity at school."

Shu Wan found it strange; Fu Yang was never usually this proactive.

Thinking of the phone call from last night, Shu Wan frowned slightly, "Take me to Fu Yang’s school."

"Okay."

Every Monday, the school held a flag-raising ceremony, and after the ceremony, the school leaders would announce some important matters.

Today, after the flag-raising, the school leaders, as usual, kept everyone behind and gave a speech encouraging everyone to work hard for the middle school exams.

Towards the end, the leaders specifically emphasized, "Even if your grades are poor, it’s okay as long as you are honest and have good character. You are still a good student in our school, not like some students who cheat on exams and disrespect their teachers. Such students, even if they achieve the top score in the city, will not be recognized by our school."

Although the principal did not name anyone, in such a large school, it was impossible to keep things hidden.

Everyone’s gaze involuntarily shifted toward a conspicuous figure at the back of the junior three group.

Amidst all the students in uniforms, Fu Yang’s silver-white hair stood out, rebellious and unrestrained.

"Lin Yang, don’t mind him."

Fu Yang’s classmate tried to comfort him, but Fu Yang’s improvement in grades had been too rapid. Although they did not believe that Fu Yang would resort to cheating, they could not figure out how he could have scored so high.

Fu Yang stood coldly, his gaze landing on the podium, as if edged with frost.

"Students who cheat on exams are a disgrace to the school. You all are the next generation with a future, and you must clearly distinguish yourselves from such students."

Hearing the principal’s words, the students who had wanted to comfort Fu Yang dared not speak.

The students from the next class were not familiar with Fu Yang, and they did not like him normally. Now seeing a chance to mock him, they naturally did not hold back.

"I don’t know who would be so shameless as to cheat and get the top score in the city. Wow, it’s quite something; doesn’t he know that we all know his true level?"

"Exactly, some people just rely on their family’s wealth to act arrogantly, looking like a pretty boy, barely even attending school, and then have the audacity to cheat to get such good grades."

"Say that again." Fu Yang, who had unknowingly walked over, looked down at the two people who had been gossiping behind his back, "Say it again to my face."

Although Fu Yang usually seemed lazy and always smiling, he was quite frightening when he was serious.

The students who had been gossiping were suddenly at a loss for words, "I wasn’t talking about you."

"You have the guts to insult people but not to admit it?" Fu Yang scoffed coldly, "Quite brave."

At this point, the principal also noticed the disturbance and called out directly, "What are you all doing here?! Get over here!"

With the principal backing them, the student from the other class seemed to find some courage and straightened his back.

"Teacher! Lin Yang said he wanted to beat me up!"

"Lin Yang! You never change, do you?" The principal looked at Fu Yang with disgust, "Since you were planning to drop out anyway, why are you still causing trouble here? Truly lacks home training."

Fu Yang, already uninterested in arguing further, was about to walk away when he suddenly heard the principal scolding him for lacking home training.

A surge of anger flashed through Fu Yang.

He turned around and looked at the principal coldly, "Who are you saying lacks home training?"

"You, if not lacking home training, then what?" The principal’s disdainful gaze was almost impossible to conceal, "I’ve seen your records; no father, no mother, always pretending to be wealthy."