Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Chapter 7 Plan
At 12 noon, the sun is shining.

The harsh light shines through the high windows and casts on the big bed in the house.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on low, and Fu Yang was completely buried under the quilt, with only a few strands of silver hair exposed at the corners.

He played games all night last night, and now he is sleepy, but for some reason, Fu Yang always felt that there was a potential danger.

He tossed and turned in the quilt for a while, and finally couldn't help but lift the quilt.

Then, Fu Yang saw a large group of people.

"Who let you in? Get out!"

Hearing Fu Yang's words, everyone took a step back to make way for a passage. Only then did Fu Yang see that Shu Wan was sitting on the sofa.

Seeing Shu Wan, Fu Yang thought of his father, and immediately felt irritable, "Shu Wan, are you sick? Don't come into my room without my permission. Now, get out of here immediately."

Shu Wan ignored Fu Yang's disrespect, her eyes fell on Fu Yang's face, "I'll give you 5 minutes to clean yourself up, I have something to discuss with you."

"Hey." Fu Yang rolled his eyes, "I don't want to talk to you."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yang covered the quilt again and buried himself in it, obviously not going to talk to Shu Wan.

Shu Wan was not annoyed either, she sat quietly, the others did not dare to speak, and could only quietly wait for Shu Wan's instructions.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Under the quilt, Fu Yang wanted to sleep, but when he closed his eyes, Shu Wan's cool eyes always appeared, and he always felt that Shu Wan was not the kind of person who would easily give up.

He listened carefully with his ear close to the quilt, and confirmed that there was no movement outside. He felt relieved and prepared to sleep in peace.

He closed his eyes again to try to fall asleep, and when he was about to fall asleep, the entire quilt was suddenly pulled away.

Fu Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and four bodyguards were standing at the corners of the four beds, throwing his quilt aside.

Fu Yang frowned tightly, and looked at them angrily, "Get out now, or you will bear the consequences, get out!"

The bodyguards were taken aback by Fu Yang's roar, and looked at Shu Wan hesitantly. After Shu Wan nodded, they left.

"You really know how to use chicken feathers as arrows. Do you think you can be the master of the family if you marry into the Fu family? You are dreaming."

The quilt was pulled back, Fu Yang simply sat up and looked at Shu Wan mockingly.

Shu Wan looked calm, accepting Fu Yang's attack without hesitation, "Well said."

"." Fu Yang had never seen such a difficult person like Shu Wan, as if nothing he said could hurt her, "What exactly do you want? Just say it."

Shu Wan handed Fu Yang a piece of paper, "Look at this first."

Fu Yang took the paper and glanced at it, his eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, "Get up at seven in the morning? Do you still need to exercise? Practicing calligraphy? Reading? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"Your father has already handed over all your custody rights to me. He has given me benefits, and I will help him educate you." Shu Wan did not shy away from her deal with Fu Siyu.

"Crazy." Fu Yang raised his hand and tore up Shu Wan's plan, "Let me tell you, you are not qualified to manage me in this family."

Feeling unable to sleep, Fu Yang simply got up and got out of bed. He walked to the closet and subconsciously went to get the shirt, but when he thought of Shu Wan sitting next to him, Fu Yang took an avant-garde skull shirt and a pair of jeans full of patches instead.

Fu Yang took the clothes, turned around and looked at Shu Wan, "I'm going to change, are you sure you want to sit here?"

After saying that, Fu Yang turned around and began to undress directly.

But he pulled up half of his clothes, turned around suddenly, and seeing that Shu Wan really hadn't left, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Shu Wan, don't you know the difference between men and women? You still haven't left?!"

"Where are you going?"

After the impact of yesterday's magazine, Shu Wan's acceptance of Fu Yang's hairstyle and outlandish clothes was much higher, but she still frowned subconsciously when she saw the inexplicable pair of pants.

"Let's play," Fu Yang raised his eyebrows at Shu Wan provocatively, "You don't care about me."

(End of this chapter)