Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 79 - 60 The Gift_3

Chapter 79: Chapter 60: The Gift_3

Chapter 79 -60: The Gift_3

Fortunately, she was young at the time, and the tree branches at the bottom of the cliff could still support her.

Yet, having saved her life, she faced an even more desperate situation, surrounded by sheer cliffs.

There was nothing to eat there, and no water either.

Shu Wan held on for seven or eight days, and just when she was about to give up, she discovered a spider’s nest.

It was this kind of spider, black and white with strange patterns.

At that time, driven to extreme hunger and dehydration, this cluster of spiders became Shu Wan’s only choice in her desperate plight.

When the spiders were gone, another ten days had passed.

Shu Wan finally awaited the rescue team that came to find her, and her fear of spiders started from that time.

She could barely manage her discomfort with other spiders, but faced with this particular species, Shu Wan couldn’t suppress the nausea surging inside her.

Her face turned pale instantly, a cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she clutched the blanket tightly, wanting to say something but unable to make a sound.

Fu Siyu had only intended to tease Shu Wan, but seeing her strong reaction, his expression changed as well.

He stepped forward, took a magazine, and directly swatted the spider out, then closed the window, “It’s okay, I’ve closed the window.”

Shu Wan hadn’t seen this kind of spider in many years, and encountering them so unexpectedly stirred up fears that had been forgotten over the years.

Fu Siyu noticed something was wrong, moved close to Shu Wan, and looked straight into her eyes, “It’s okay, there are no more spiders now.”

Hearing Fu Siyu’s voice, Shu Wan seemed to come back to her senses, looking into Fu Siyu’s eyes, “I want to eat something.”

“Okay, I’ll go with you to eat now,” Fu Siyu lowered his voice, soothing her like coaxing someone, giving a feeling of reassurance and calm.

Shu Wan got out of bed, and although she had adapted more to the modern lifestyle, some ingrained habits could not be changed.

Like always changing clothes, combing her hair, and fixing her make-up before leaving the house.

Even while still shaken, Shu Wan went to the bathroom, changed her clothes, tied up her hair, and quickly washed up before coming out.

Meanwhile, the food had been prepared in the small kitchen downstairs.

Taking into account that Shu Wan had been drunk before, the dishes prepared were all very light.

Shu Wan and Fu Siyu went downstairs, and looking at the light dishes on the table, she said, “I want meat, the more the better.”

The housekeeper glanced at Fu Siyu, and seeing him nod, quickly replied, “Okay, we’ll cook it now.”

The kitchen was already equipped with an assortment of dishes, both half-cooked and fully-cooked.

Very soon, the plain porridge and small dishes on the table were replaced by an array of chicken, duck, fish, and meat.

Shu Wan sat down at the table and began to eat quietly.

Naturally, her movements were still graceful when eating, but it felt different from usual.

Normally, her manner of eating was about experiencing and enjoying.

This time, Shu Wan seemed to be eating just for the sake of eating.

Watching Shu Wan eat more than twice her usual amount of food, the housekeeper looked at Fu Siyu in surprise, even he noticed that something was off with her.

Fu Siyu’s gaze stayed on Shu Wan, he waved his hand at the housekeepers and servants, signaling them to leave.

Once everyone had left, Shu Wan reached out for a chicken leg, and finally, Fu Siyu reached out his hand to stop her.

Shu Wan slightly turned her head, her eyebrows furrowed, “I’m hungry.”

In fact, her stomach was already full, but the fear she had just felt brought with it a hunger that had been dormant for many years.

This hunger sprouted from the depths of her soul, unrelated to the amount of food she consumed.

Fu Siyu didn’t know what Shu Wan had experienced, but he could infer it was related to spiders.

“I have already sent people to disinfect and exterminate pests throughout the castle.”

Shu Wan looked up and, sure enough, saw lights outside, with many people coming and going, spraying insecticide.

“There is also plenty of food, you don’t need to rush to eat now,” Fu Siyu continued.

“Tomorrow morning, there will be three types of noodles, five kinds of desserts, and four kinds of drinks.

Although we will be on the plane at noon, I’ve also prepared 12 dishes that you can enjoy all by yourself.

Tomorrow evening you will return to Imperial City, where meals will also be prepared to your liking.”

Seeing Shu Wan slowly retract her hand, Fu Siyu’s eyes flickered slightly, “Let’s eat tomorrow morning, okay?”

Although Fu Siyu didn’t understand everything, every word he said alleviated the “hunger” seeping from Shu Wan’s heart.

The spiders would be eradicated, and never again would there be a lack of food.

Fu Siyu was very firm in telling her this.

The unbearable hunger inside Shu Wan gradually subsided, her stomach, filled with food, was also beginning to feel a bit sore.

Shu Wan, almost dependently, nodded at Fu Siyu, “Okay.”

Fu Siyu had seen many sides of Shu Wan, but he had never seen such a look in her eyes—fragile, almost shattered, where a slight harm could completely destroy her.

Fu Siyu’s fingers twitched, just about to lift his hand when Shu Wan returned to her usual demeanor.

She elegantly wiped her mouth and then nodded at Fu Siyu, “I’m going upstairs to rest.”

“Okay.”

Returning to her bedroom, Shu Wan was surprised to find that in such a short time the entire window had been replaced with sealed glass panes.

Now, not even a mosquito could get in, let alone a spider.

Guessing it must have been Fu Siyu’s instruction, Shu Wan’s eyes softened warmly.

Just as she was about to change into pajamas and sleep, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Shu Wan opened the door, and there stood Fu Siyu, tall and regal.

The light overhead cast down on his prominent nose, making his features appear even more profound.

“There’s food in the thermal box downstairs.

If you get very hungry at night, go down and have some.”

Shu Wan was momentarily stunned, then a smile formed on her face.

Her eyes carried warmth, “Thank you.”

Shu Wan didn’t realize the powerful impact of her smile.

Under such a smile, even Fu Siyu’s gaze paused for a moment before he coughed lightly, “You’re welcome.”

That night, Shu Wan slept well.

Even though she saw a spider before bedtime—a sight she never wanted to see again—her dreams that night were not nightmares.

The next morning, Shu Wan and Fu Siyu had breakfast together, after which Fu Siyu took her to the airport.

On the tarmac, servants were carrying boxes into the plane, filled with the latest fashion and jewelry.

Hesitant to accept so many gifts, Shu Wan pulled out a small box from her bag, “Compared to the gifts you’ve given me, this seems a bit modest.”

Seeing the small box, Fu Siyu’s eyes brightened, “If gifts are judged by their monetary value, that’s just vulgar.”

“Then this is for you,” Shu Wan said, handing the box to Fu Siyu.

Fu Siyu opened the box and glanced inside.

It contained a bracelet of an unusual design.

It looked like porcelain jade, but felt like wood; the style was understated and elegant.

Up close, one could smell a faint aroma of medicinal herbs.

“This is made from many herbs.” Shu Wan lifted her wrist, showing a similar bracelet on her hand.

“This helps nourish vital energy and calm the spirit; wearing it is good for the body.”

In fact, Shu Wan was being modest.

The medicine-infused water used to make the bracelet hailed from a formula in a past life, called the “Washing Marrow Formula.”

Wearing this bracelet over a long period, by modern standards, was said to greatly enhance the immune system.

Fu Siyu wasn’t much interested in the bracelet’s effects, he glanced at the similar bracelet on Shu Wan’s wrist and raised his eyebrows slightly, “I really like this gift.”