Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 160 - 97 Big Brother

Shu Wan glanced at him, "Then you’re quite heartless."

Fu Yang’s eyes brimmed with laughter, the smile growing wider and wider as if the afternoon sun had settled in his eyes.

Fu Yang cocked one leg over the other, relaxed and leaning on the couch, he raised his eyebrows at Shu Wan, "I actually scored first in the whole city."

"Mm," Shu Wan was not surprised, "That’s great."

"The problems you make me do every day were actually our middle school exam questions, weren’t they?"

Shu Wan did not deny it.

"I knew the problems you sent were too easy, with my ability, they were a breeze."

Experiencing being the top scorer in the city for the first time felt quite good for Fu Yang, who couldn’t help but show off in front of Shu Wan.

Shu Wan laughed, "Indeed, quite impressive."

Shu Wan’s praise only made Fu Yang feel a bit awkard, and he coughed lightly, "Do I even need you to tell me I’m incredible?"

When people know their grades are beyond salvation, they fall into a state of neglect, thinking there’s no point in trying as nothing would change.

But once they know they have potential, expectations arise.

The middle school exams were looming, and Fu Yang, unusually, stopped playing games and locked himself in the study to review.

The housekeeper was thrilled by this rare sight, secretly took a photo of the study room, and sent it to Fu Siyu, almost in tears, "Young Master, the Young Master has finally realized the importance of studying."

Though it was just two days before the middle school exams, late was better than never.

Looking at the photo of the closed study room door sent by the housekeeper, Fu Siyu was somewhat speechless.

"Where is Shu Wan?" Fu Siyu replied to the housekeeper.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, observing the chat box, the housekeeper shook his head, he mentioned Fu Yang to Fu Siyu, but Fu Siyu only asked about Shu Wan.

Although internally complaining, the housekeeper replied very respectfully, "Young Madam is also in the study reading, staying together with the Young Master."

"Mm."

Fu Siyu then sent Shu Wan a message, a picture of clear blue lake water, with lush greenery by the shore, peaceful and serene, just looking at it made one feel refreshed.

Shu Wan put down her book and replied to Fu Siyu, "Where is this? It’s beautiful."

"Lake Baikal," Fu Siyu shared a location with Shu Wan, "The scenery is nice."

"Pretty," Shu Wan couldn’t hide her envy, "I wish I could see such diverse scenery every day."

"Whenever you have time, you can come over."

"I don’t have much free time recently," Shu Wan said, sneakily sending Fu Siyu a photo of Fu Yang, "Fu Yang is reviewing."

In the photo, Fu Yang’s feet were on the desk, he leaned back in his chair lazily, looking like he was about to fall asleep, but his expression was rather serious.

"With you around, him studying seriously doesn’t surprise me."

Fu Siyu was replying to the message, but his gaze fell on the bottom right corner of the photo.

There was Shu Wan’s skirt hem, accidentally captured in the shot.

At home, her attire was always geared towards comfort; currently, she wore a white cotton dress with simple yet exquisite patterns embroidered on the hem.

Sunlight streamed in from the window, casting a golden light on the hem.

Although Shu Wan was not visible in the photo, Fu Siyu could imagine her leaning on the sofa at that moment.

Gentle and graceful, in peaceful times, as if even time itself had quieted down.

"Do you want to have a word with Fu Yang?" Shu Wan sent another message to Fu Siyu, "He has an exam tomorrow."

"Okay."

With a positive response, Shu Wan stood up and handed the phone to Fu Yang, "Your dad."

Fu Yang frowned, "What does he want?"

Fu Yang took the phone, and on the screen was Fu Siyu in a suit.

"What?" Fu Yang was always reluctant to talk to Fu Siyu on the phone.

At that moment, all that Fu Siyu could see through the camera was a wall, not Fu Yang’s face.

"Do well on your exam tomorrow."

Fu Siyu also didn’t seem to know what else to say and could only finish with, "Do well."

"Anything else?" Fu Yang didn’t want to talk further, "If not, I’m hanging up."

"Let me have it." Before any further conflict could erupt between father and son, Shu Wan reached out and took the phone.

Fu Yang snorted coldly and picked up a book to cover himself, clearly not wanting to interact with Fu Siyu.

Shu Wan had no choice but to take the phone and leave the study. She went back to her own room, "I need a favor from you."

"Go ahead."

"I want to learn about financial management. Could you teach me? You seem like you’re really good at it."

In ancient times, if you had extra money, you generally deposited it at the bank and waited to earn interest.

Unlike now, with so many financial tools available, it had become confusing, and Shu Wan just didn’t know where to start.

Her account on a short video platform, because of its high view counts, earned her income based on her traffic.

Shu Wan planned to use her acting and business activity income to pay off the debts her main character owed, while the income from the account she created as a "Bailu person" would serve as her private fund.

Currently, the Bailu person’s account had already generated nearly 200,000 in revenue, and Shu Wan was ready to make money from money by tentatively learning about financial management.

Naturally, the first person she thought of was Fu Siyu, after all, he gave off the impression of being a financial expert.

Hearing Shu Wan’s description of him, Fu Siyu was somewhat amused, "Where did you get the idea that I am really good at managing finances?"

"I saw news about you online last time, saying you were a legend on Wall Street."

Fu Siyu had many labels placed on him by outsiders, none of which he cared about.

However, hearing this title from Shu Wan’s mouth this time, Fu Siyu’s eyes showed a flicker of emotion, "You’ve placed me in such a high position, if I didn’t help you, wouldn’t I be letting down your expectations?"

"Thank you," Shu Wan’s eyes curved slightly.

In the following time, Fu Siyu began teaching Shu Wan how to understand various financial strategies.

Fu Siyu was patient and knowledgeable, explaining the different financial strategies as clearly and simply as possible.

Even someone like Shu Wan, who had no prior knowledge of modern finance, could understand.

As time gradually passed, Fu Siyu spoke, and Shu Wan listened. Unknowingly, two hours had gone by.

Only when she looked up and saw the dark night outside the window did Shu Wan realize that a lot of time had passed.

"It’s rare to find someone who understands, I always feel like time flies when I talk to you," Shu Wan remarked unconsciously.

Hearing Shu Wan’s words, Fu Siyu’s eyes brightened slightly, "I feel the same."

"Next time, let’s continue our enjoyable conversation over a glass of wine," Shu Wan said with a smile, "Having you as an elder brother is really fortunate."

"...Elder brother?"