ForestBlaze

Shu Wan, the most outstanding daughter of a high-status family from a feudal dynasty, travels a thousand years into the future, becoming the new lady of the Fu family in the capital.
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Her husband in name has gone overseas to explore markets, leaving behind a rebellious son whose name resounds throughout the capital.
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Upon first meeting, the rebellious son speeds past on a motorcycle with his silver-white hair flying, "Isn't that my stepmother who's 6 years older than me? Skinny arms and legs, but with grand ambitions."
Before he finishes, Shu Wan leaps up and plucks him off the motorcycle with one hand, "Watch your mouth."
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Fu Yang is consistently at the bottom of his grade, especially with his Chinese language scores never passing 50.
Shocked by his atrociously written exam papers, Shu Wan asks, "Are you even Chinese?"

Fu Yang is defiant, "Aren't you a dimwitted academic failure yourself, what right do you have to criticize me?"

Yet the next second, as Shu Wan smoothly writes down 'Ancient Prose Paragon' with a brush, it's Fu Yang's turn to be astonished.

Isn't she a walking dictionary?
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Fu Siyu returns from his overseas expansion earlier than expected, thinking he would come home to chaos.

However, upon entering the door, he sees the usually defiant Fu Yang sitting obediently practicing his calligraphy with a perfect score exam paper beside him.

And his reputedly timid wife, in a sleek black high-slit dress, confidently struts to the music, drawing the attention of everyone.

But none of that is the focal point. The focus is on Fu Siyu's gaze, sharp as a knife, directed toward the dance partner's hand resting on Shu Wan's lower back, "Let go."

Note: The son is not the biological child of the male lead.

Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

"I'm going to the club to pick you up now, I'll be there in about ten minutes," Shu Wan finished, not waiting for Fu Yang to reply, she added another sentence, "You're not allowed to enter the race."


"Didn't you run off abroad to enjoy yourself? Why are you still trying to control me?" Fu Yang's voice carried a hint of cockiness, "What, you can't make it overseas?"


"Cut the crap, if you dare to race, you'll face the consequences," Shu Wan issued her final ultimatum to Fu Yang.


Fu Yang made a face on the other end of the phone, "Tsk, you're so fierce, I'm so scared."


Having said that, Fu Yang hung up directly.


At this moment, the race was about to start, with the cheers from the crowd rising one after another.


Fu Yang was dressed in a racing suit, lazily lying on his motorcycle, a blade of dog-tail grass dangling from his mouth, procured from who knows where.


Chapter 61 Cliff_3