Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Chapter 27
No matter what the method is, after all, Fu Yang ate the dinner.

Shu Wan looked away, finished the remaining bit of bitter gourd soup, then took the spoon and filled another half bowl.

Not only does she not dislike this kind of food, on the contrary, she quite likes it.

After eating and drinking the soup, Shu Wan wiped her hands clean. She raised her head and glanced at the clock. Seeing that the hour hand was pointing to 7, Shu Wan turned her head to look in the direction of the stairs.

With the sound of a loud door opening, Fu Yang's figure appeared at the stairs.

"Shu Wan, did you ask someone to stop my signal and internet connection?!"

He turned on the computer just now to play two games, but he didn't connect to the Internet for a long time.

He turned the computer over and over several times before realizing that it might not be a problem with the equipment, but someone disconnected from the network.

"Yes." Shu Wan nodded, "According to the plan, every day from 7:7 to [-]:[-] is the time for walking, not the time for you to play games."

Fu Yang clicked his tongue impatiently, "I said you are almost done, who goes for a walk after eating? Uncle Wang doesn't have this habit at this age, are you an old man?"

The butler, who was lying innocently on the gun, raised his glasses silently. He just looks old, but he is not at the level of an old man.

Shu Wan walked out calmly, "If you want to ignore what you say, then don't come down."

"." This provocative method could not be more obvious, but for the young and frenzied Fu Yang, even if he was beaten to death, he was unwilling to admit in front of Shu Wan that his words were nothing.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally slid down the stairs.

It was seven o'clock at this time, because it was summer, even though the sun had already set, it was still dark outside.

Shu Wan walked slowly along the path of the manor, followed by Fu Yang with a stinky face.

Shu Wan's net height is 168, and Fu Yang is close to 180. He walks behind Shu Wan. From his point of view, Shu Wan is thin and weak.

Fu Yang couldn't figure out how she lifted him up with such a slender wrist.

There are many green plants in the manor, and there are rivers and lakes running through the whole garden. The air in the evening is actually quite fresh.

The sunset glow in summer is also beautiful. Large areas are like burning brocade, against the bustling bushes, small bridges and flowing water.

For Fu Yang, who spends his time in games and bars every day, it is like tearing a small hole in a closed and dull space and pouring in wisps of fresh air.

In fact, the personal feeling is still very comfortable.

But the psychological feeling is quite uncomfortable.

When I think of myself as a dignified young master of the Fu family, not only can I not eat the food I want, but I have to go to bed early and get up early to live the life of the elderly. What's even more outrageous is that the network cable has been unplugged now.

Who else's rich second generation can live more aggrieved than him?

Fu Yang followed Shu Wan around while kicking the stones away from his feet in boredom.

The stone entered the water, and a splash of water exploded, a few drops splashed on Shu Wan's body, and Shu Wan frowned subconsciously.

Fu Yang noticed Shu Wan's movements very keenly, his eyes moved slightly, he walked to the side, picked up several stones, and threw them into the water one by one.

At this moment, Fu Yang exerted all his strength, and the splashing water was not as it was just now. A large swath of water splashed and stained Shu Wan's skirt.

When Shu Wan turned her head to look at it, Fu Yang raised her eyebrows at her provocatively, her silver hair was shining brightly in the sunset, "What are you doing? You don't care if I play with water?"

Shu Wan ignored him and continued walking.

Fu Yang, however, seemed to have received some kind of encouragement. Not only did he pick up rocks and smash them into the water, but he also jumped up and down to grab the fruit-bearing branches, tearing up the colored flowers, and sprinkled them all over the place.

Wait until 07:30, when the two returned to the living room again.

Shu Wan's original white dress was not only soaked, but also stained with various colors of green, yellow, and red. Fortunately, her face and temperament were outstanding enough, so she painted this irregular color and wore it in a different way.

As for Fu Yang, he didn't get wet, but after jumping up and down for almost half an hour, Fu Yang was sweating all over, and the hairstyle he had originally made was stuck to his forehead, showing a bit of a good look.

"My God, is it raining outside?" The housekeeper was shocked, "Young Madam, why are you soaked through?"

Fu Yang glanced at Shu Wan triumphantly, raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his face, gloating, "Little Mom, it's so nice to take a walk with you, let's continue together tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)