Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Fu Siyu loosened his embrace and relaxed his entire body against Shu Wan’s shoulder, gently inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her. He felt immensely satisfied.

His emotions were so apparent that they overflowed to Shu Wan.

Shu Wan had never been in a relationship before and didn’t know what it was like when two people were in love.

But the affection Fu Siyu radiated was so intense that Shu Wan felt she should do something in return.

After some thought, Shu Wan tentatively reached out and embraced Fu Siyu’s waist.

Her first thought was that it felt rather nice.

Fu Siyu himself was in good shape and worked out regularly, giving a reliable sense of solidity like steel.

"Shu Wan," Fu Siyu suddenly lowered his head to look at her.

Shu Wan responded, and her gaze collided with Fu Siyu’s deep eyes.

"I am really fortunate."

Fu Siyu, being the clever man he was, knew that Shu Wan’s acceptance of him wasn’t so much about her liking him as about his kindness toward her and her feeling that he was suitable.

Even so, Fu Siyu still felt lucky.