Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 222 - 137 Annoying_2

At this moment, the live streaming room was filled with curses, but Wang Shu was completely unaware since all the guests had their phones confiscated and weren’t allowed to use any electronic device.

Moreover, in Wang Shu’s worldview, he didn’t think he was wrong at all.

At home, there were grandparents and other elders to take care of the child. Feeding the child was Chu Huahua’s responsibility. During meal times, the elders always let Wang Shu eat first.

As a priority in the whole family, these privileges seemed natural to Wang Shu, and he saw nothing wrong with them.

Seeing Wang Shu had already started eating, Chu Huahua looked down at Wang Tianyu, who was wailing, and felt extremely irritated.

Ever since she had gotten married, she knew she couldn’t count on Wang Shu at all.

Fortunately, at home, the elders from both sides were supportive. If anything came up, the elders could help.

But now, being so far from the Emperor’s reach, she had no one to depend on.

Chu Huahua had been comforting for a long time, but Wang Tianyu kept crying for ribs. Eventually, she lost patience and turned her gaze towards Shu Wan and Fu Yang.

"I’ll give you some tomato and eggs if you help me soothe the child."

"I won’t do it," Shu Wan bluntly refused her.

"Why?" Chu Huahua looked at the steamed bun in Shu Wan’s hand, "Don’t you want to eat something better?"

"I don’t like taking care of kids."

Shu Wan liked kids but didn’t like taking care of them; she had had enough with her own brother in her past life.

"Then help me out, watch the kid for a while."

"Are we that close? Besides, such tasks, why don’t you ask your husband instead of me?"

Shu Wan was quite baffled.

In the past Dynasty, only men had jobs that required showing their faces outside, and naturally, women were expected to take care of children.

Things are modern now, everyone works, but it’s still like the past.

"You’ll have kids too; how could you be so unkind."

"I won’t." Shu Wan pointed at Fu Yang not far away, "My son is already grown up."

Seeing Shu Wan wouldn’t budge, Chu Huahua had no choice but to give up. She turned to look at Zhao Yan.

"Brother Zhao, can you help me watch the kid for a bit? I’ve been hungry since morning."

Zhao Yan naturally wouldn’t refuse, even waving his hand, "No need, the crew has rules—we keep what we got first."

"Thank you, Brother Zhao."

With Zhao Yan’s agreement, Chu Huahua unceremoniously placed Wang Tianyu in Zhao Yan’s arms.

Then she grabbed a bowl and chopsticks and sat down next to Wang Shu.

"Honey, is the food good?" Chu Huahua continued to chat and laugh with Wang Shu as if nothing was amiss.

"It’s average, not as good as what you make, yours is the best."

Chu Huahua’s face beamed with joy, "Then I’ll make some for you when we go back."

"Um."

[It’s hard to comment, I can only say, she deserves to suffer, sitting there and continuing to dine with her darling husband without flipping the table, impressive.]

[Zhao Yan is too nice... He just took over Chu Huahua’s son, my head hurts from Wang Tianyu’s crying, he doesn’t even care for his daughter and goes to take care of someone else’s kid, what a psycho.]

Wang Tianyu, being spoiled, cried even louder as both his parents ignored him, leaving him with a stranger instead.

Zhao Yan patiently tried to reason with him, but he forgot—this was not his quiet, obedient daughter, and Wang Tianyu wouldn’t just listen because he said so.

Zhao Yan, losing patience, tried to soothe him for a long while, but Wang Tianyu not only didn’t stop crying but cried even louder.

When Chu Huahua and Wang Shu finished eating and came over, seeing Wang Tianyu with a face red from crying, Chu Huahua’s face fell, "My precious son, why are you crying like this."

"He insists on having ribs."

"There are no ribs, just give him some noodles, and he’ll eat them."

Chu Huahua said this and scooped up a bowl of noodles from in front of Zhao Yan, feeding Wang Tianyu bit by bit.

Perhaps it was because he was really hungry, or he realized that throwing a tantrum wouldn’t work as it did at home.

This time, Wang Tianyu didn’t knock over the bowl but ate obediently.

Zhao Yan stood by, looking at the half-empty basin, apologetically looking at Zhao Yudie, "Little Butterfly, did you eat enough?"

Zhao Yudie glanced at the noodles piled high in front of Wang Tianyu and swallowed unconsciously, "Yes, I’m full."

"It’s okay, tonight dad will make you something good."

Zhao Yan soothingly intended to pat Zhao Yudie’s head but midway changed direction, resting his hand on her shoulder, "Good girl."

"Alright."

Zhao Yudie obediently nodded, her eyes clear and only filled with timid compliance.

[Not to be rude, but Chu Huahua is quite shameless, Zhao Yudie hasn’t eaten much, and she gets her son a big bowl, and Zhao Yan doesn’t even intervene.]

[I think... Zhao Yan’s too nice... His own daughter hasn’t had enough, and he’s just doing favors for Chu Huahua.]

[Looking around, it turns out Shu Wan and Lin Yang are the ones who are normal, Chu Huahua and Zhao Yan seem a bit off in their heads.]

The audience was abuzz with discussion, and on the other side, Fu Yang and Shu Wan were watching the drama unfold.

Fu Yang’s face was filled with disdain, "Was I this annoying as a kid? Definitely not."

"You were good-looking," Shu Wan said calmly.

"What does that mean?"

"Given your looks as a child, being annoying could be somewhat tolerated," Shu Wan explained.

...

[How cute was he as a kid? Release those photos for me to see, I’m curious too.]

[I think, judging by Lin Yang’s looks now, he must have been super cute and chubby as a kid, so cute—I would slaughter a pig to feed him ribs.]

[You people who judge by looks are shallow... I’m different, I’m deep, so can I see the photos first.]

"Alright, has everyone finished eating?"

At this moment, inside the recording venue, the director finally came out.