Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Fu Siyu froze for a moment, nearly thinking he had heard wrong.

At that time, Shu Wan also realized what had happened, her eyes flashing slightly, "It’s nothing, I"

Before Shu Wan could finish speaking, Fu Siyu leaned in and embraced her, "Okay, I agree."

So swiftly that he didn’t even allow Shu Wan to voice her explanation.

Leaning on Fu Siyu’s shoulder and enveloped by his faint, clean fragrance, Shu Wan’s drifting heart finally settled back down.

The car windows kept out the hustle and bustle from outside. Only the golden rays of light streamed through the glass, so bright that Shu Wan could hardly keep her eyes open.

She simply closed her eyes, quietly leaning on Fu Siyu’s shoulder.

Fu Siyu wasn’t wearing a coat inside the car, and through the thin fabric of the suit, Shu Wan could clearly hear Fu Siyu’s steady heartbeat.

Beat by beat, like a drum crossing the boundaries of time and space, it gave Shu Wan a sense of reality in this world.

Shu Wan’s thoughts were a bit chaotic. Fu Siyu’s presence felt encompassing and comforting, so she stayed right there, silent, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Fu Siyu naturally had no objections to this, even wishing he could keep holding Shu Wan like this forever.

He lowered his head and from his angle, all he could see were Shu Wan’s slightly trembling eyelashes, like neat rows of brushes, black as crow feathers.