Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 56 - 46 Fireworks_2

Chapter 56: Chapter 46: Fireworks_2

Chapter 56 -46: Fireworks_2

“Damn.” Fu Yang couldn’t help but curse.

He knew it, Shu Wan was definitely a monster.

Even in front of absolute power, even Fu Yang straightened his own blasted fur, “Well, about what just happened, I owe you one.”

If he had to choose between Shu Wan and the Fu Mansion who he hated the most, it would definitely be those people at the Fu Mansion.

Just looking at them once, Fu Yang would need to wash his eyes for three days.

Moreover, the people from the Fu Mansion had a very strong desire for control; once inside the mansion, Fu Yang would never think about getting out again.

Compared to that, Fu Yang suddenly found Shu Wan much more pleasing to the eye.

“This isn’t the way back, where are you taking me?” Seeing that the direction of the car was completely opposite from the estate, Fu Yang became curious.

“Eating,” Shu Wan responded to Fu Yang, “I saw a restaurant online.”

Recently, Shu Wan felt more and more that modern smartphone apps were truly amazing.

Each app had its own functions, and even sitting at home, one could see countless food strategies organized by netizens.

“…

You really have the leisure for this,” Fu Yang was speechless, “Where is it?”

“We’re here,” Shu Wan said, pointing to a snack shop of a few square meters by the roadside.

The exterior looked quite clean, with a sign at the door, “Fried noodles 7 yuan, fried rice noodles 8 yuan.”

Fu Yang stared speechlessly at the fried noodles sign, then looked at Shu Wan, who was getting ready to get out of the car, “Is this the restaurant you mentioned?”

He had never eaten at a restaurant that cost 7 yuan in his life.

“Recommended by netizens, they say it’s very ‘lit.'”

Of course, the main reason was that Shu Wan had never eaten it before and she wanted to try it. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Fu Yang was simply speechless, “I’ve never eaten such humble food in my life, I’m not eating it.

It’s too embarrassing, you eat by yourself.”

Fu Yang was resigned; every time Shu Wan did something that made him think she was extraordinary, there would be another reversal.

But Fu Yang’s stomach truly had other ideas.

He had casually eaten a few bites at noon, and after being taken to the Fu Mansion in the evening and seeing those two people’s faces, he couldn’t even drink a soup, much less eat a meal.

Just as he spoke, his stomach grumbled twice.

Shu Wan didn’t expose him and pretended she hadn’t heard, “Alright then, you wait here.”

“I’m not waiting,” Fu Yang snorted softly, and as Shu Wan walked towards the snack shop, he directly instructed the driver to leave, “Take me back.”

The driver didn’t move.

Fu Yang’s expression darkened, “Don’t you understand human speech?

I told you to take me back.”

“Young Master, let’s wait here for Young Madam, are you really not afraid of her?”

Besides, even if Fu Yang wasn’t afraid, he was.

Shu Wan could turn someone into that state with just a leaf; if he offended Shu Wan, he, a grown man, was also afraid of getting beaten.

Fu Yang was momentarily stuck, obviously also recalling Shu Wan’s outrageousness.

“Moreover, it’s already very late, it’s not really appropriate to leave the Young Madam here alone.” Seeing Fu Yang’s hesitation, the driver gave him an out, “How about we wait a little longer?”

“Ah, whatever, just let her.” Fu Yang waved his hand and leaned back in the seat to take a nap.

But just as he was about to fall asleep, a strong aroma suddenly wafted to his nose, instantly whetting his appetite.

Fu Yang sat up and traced the source of the smell, and then he saw Shu Wan sitting not far away.

The space inside the small shop was limited, and since it was late at night and there were hardly any people or cars on the road, the owner had set up a few tables and chairs under the trees by the roadside.

Shu Wan was sitting at a table not far from the car; the street light was dim and it was hard to see what was on the table, but it looked abundant.

And it smelled good.

Street food’s main allure was its vibrant and aromatic appeal, attracting people’s taste buds in the most straightforward and passionate way.

Ordinary people, even after a full meal, couldn’t resist indulging a bit more when they saw street food during an evening stroll, let alone Fu Yang who was at his hungriest now.

He unconsciously swallowed saliva, held back for a while, but eventually couldn’t resist.

He opened the car door, strode over to Shu Wan, pulled out a stool, and sat down directly.

“It’s too hot inside the car,” Fu Yang said, while stealing a glance at the dishes on the table.

Well, Shu Wan really knew how to eat.

Deliciously fragrant egg and shredded pork fried rice noodles, extra crispy fried dough twists, and a bowl of honey peach jelly.

Fu Yang had never eaten these before, but when someone is hungry, everything looks tasty.