Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Even though Shu Wan didn’t initially understand what all these props were for, by now, combining Fu Yang’s words with his expression, she had mostly figured it out.

She wasn’t exactly embarrassed; if anything, she was more curious.

These were not topics that the teachers at Bailu Academy would discuss in class.

On the eve of a grand wedding, there would typically be a nanny to teach the bride, but Shu Wan had arrived in modern times before her wedding could take place. Despite her knowledge of astronomy and geography, she knew little of matters between men and women.

Fu Siyu’s composed expression cracked slightly as he turned his head and gave Fu Yang a warning look, "Go back."

Fu Yang curled his lip, "As if I’m keen to stick around here."

With that, Fu Yang turned and left.

The housekeeper and servants also knew to take their leave with Fu Yang gone, exiting promptly.

Now, only Fu Siyu and Shu Wan remained at the bedroom door.

Feeling it was awkward to stand at the door, Fu Siyu looked at Shu Wan, "Have a seat for now. I’ll ask the housekeeper to arrange another room for me."