Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Shu Wan turned her head and met Fu Siyu’s deep gaze.

The sound system in the cinema was excellent. To hear clearly, one needed to be very close. At that moment, Fu Siyu leaned in close, leaving only about seven or eight centimeters between them and Shu Wan.

The dimly lit cinema and the flickering light from the screen enhanced Fu Siyu’s features, making them more sculpted. Even Shu Wan was momentarily stunned by this close-up visual impact.

Noticing Shu Wan’s daze, a hint of amusement appeared in Fu Siyu’s eyes, "The performance is very good, very beautiful."

This time, Shu Wan heard him loud and clear.

Her ears felt a bit warm, "Thank you."

At that moment, a colleague on Shu Wan’s right called out to her. Shu Wan turned to speak with the colleague.

"Shu Wan, did you bring any snacks? I smell something sweet like candy. Can I have one? I haven’t had dinner yet, and I think my blood sugar is a bit low."

"Okay."

Shu Wan nodded and then turned to look for Fu Siyu.