Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

His upper body looked pretty normal, but he didn’t even have shoes on his lower body, which was smeared with mud. Even though the hems of his trousers were rolled up, they were still filthy.

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Seeing Shu Wan, Fu Yang’s eyes flickered slightly as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately he remained silent and walked into the house.

Soon, the sound of running water was heard from inside the house.

Not long after, Fu Yang emerged, dressed in a fresh set of clothes. He wiped his hair and glanced at Shu Wan, who was still sitting in the courtyard. "How did it go on your end?"

"I lost."

Shu Wan spoke, her gaze still fixed on the flowers in the courtyard.

"Oh." Fu Yang answered emotionlessly and didn’t say anything more.

Normally, Fu Yang would have definitely thrown in a couple of mocking comments. His silence now, however, caused Shu Wan to turn her head and look at him.