Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Regarding the school-themed movie, Shu Wan was not very familiar with it, so while asking Liu Qing, she also gave her own opinions. Unnoticed, it had already grown dark outside.

At this time at the estate, Fu Siyu had just woken up from his rest.

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He had just pushed open the door to his bedroom and ran into Fu Yang who had just returned from playing basketball.

"Yo, who do we have here?"

Fu Yang scanned Fu Siyu’s casual attire up and down, with a slight lift of his eyebrows, "How does the busy Mr. Fu find time to come back?"

"All day long, speaking in riddles." Fu Siyu frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Fu Yang’s arm.

Boys playing basketball inevitably get knocked around; currently, there were some abrasions on Fu Yang’s arm.

"I dare not speak in riddles." Fu Yang clicked his tongue, "When are you leaving?"

The tone clearly indicated that he was hoping Fu Siyu would leave soon.

"I’m not leaving."