Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 34 - Ice Cream
Chapter 34: Chapter 34 Ice Cream
Chapter 34 -34 Ice Cream
Other people didn’t know the truth and thought it was Shu Wan treating them, “Thank you, beautiful sister, you’re so kind.”
Shu Wan took out her phone and paid, “You guys go ahead and share the food then.”
“Sure.” The students came forward and picked their favorite flavors around the bag, “Beautiful sister, this new double-layer molten heart raspberry ice cream is really tasty.
You should try this.”
It was quite a coincidence because this new flavor was selling well, and now there was only one of these ice creams left in the bag the owner brought.
Shu Wan hadn’t tried any of these modern ice creams before.
She reached out to take it but before she could touch it, Fu Yang snatched it away.
Shu Wan looked up and met Fu Yang’s teasing gaze, “I haven’t tried this flavor either, let me taste it.”
The others felt a bit awkward, “Beautiful sister, then have this vanilla ice cream, it’s also good.”
And then, it was snatched away by Fu Yang again.
Even Fu Yang’s classmates couldn’t stand it anymore, “Lin Yang, isn’t one enough for you?
Beautiful sister is treating us to a meal and dessert; stop competing with her.”
Fu Yang stood there lazily, not only did he not return the ice cream to Shu Wan, but he even tore off the wrapper and bit off a big chunk.
However, he had just finished eating some hot and spicy food inside, and his teeth hadn’t recovered yet.
Now, the ice cream impacted his dental nerves.
Fu Yang clenched his teeth tightly, but the stimulation made it impossible for him to maintain his expression.
Fu Yang turned and walked away with big steps, “If you want some, go buy it yourself.”
“Lin Yang doesn’t usually act like this, don’t know what got into him today.”
In fact, his classmates wanted to say that Lin Yang always acted weird around Shu Wan, showing an unusual hostility towards her, but they didn’t dare to say it.
But Shu Wan didn’t mind.
She handed the bag to the students in front of her, “It’s fine, you guys go ahead and eat.
I’m heading back now.”
“Alright, beautiful sister, goodbye.”
Shu Wan got back into the car, and Fu Yang was leaning on the sofa, biting the ice cream.
Hearing the car door closing, Fu Yang looked up at Shu Wan, “Didn’t you say my stomach can’t handle very stimulating food?
Well, I ate it now, and it’s not a problem at all.”
Shu Wan sat on the sofa opposite Fu Yang.
She didn’t respond to his remark but instead reached out and touched his wrist briefly, retracting her hand before he could react.
Touched unexpectedly by Shu Wan, Fu Yang frowned.
He looked at his own wrist and then at Shu Wan’s hand, his expression flickered, “Shu Wan, let me tell you, don’t get any funny ideas about involving me.”
In their social circle, tales of ‘Little Mamas’ were as common as hairs on an ox, and Fu Yang had seen plenty.
Although Shu Wan was indeed beautiful, the thought of getting involved in any ‘Little Mother’ literature made Fu Yang’s skin crawl.
Shu Wan understood him to some extent and calmly sipped her water, “Put away your bizarre ideas, I was just taking your pulse.”
“Taking my pulse?” Fu Yang paused, then realized she was talking about diagnosing, “You think you’re living in ancient times?
Taking pulses, that’s funny.
So, what did you diagnose then?”
“If you keep eating irregularly like this, you’ll be in the hospital in no time.”
“Ha.” Fu Yang didn’t believe her, “Stop trying to scare me.
I’m not one of the elderly like you all; I’m very healthy and don’t need your concern.”
Saying that, Fu Yang picked up the remaining half of the ice cream and bit into it, causing a crunchy sound.
Shu Wan had already anticipated the outcome, so she no longer argued with Fu Yang.
Her attention was drawn to the ice cream Fu Yang held in his hand.
Earlier at the store entrance, her classmates had mentioned that this new ice cream was delicious, but Shu Wan hadn’t understood what they meant until she saw Fu Yang bite half of it.
Modern manufacturing technology has developed to achieve a mix of various flavors and textures.
This one in Fu Yang’s hand, for example, had an outer layer of black chocolate crispy shell, enveloped a flowing raspberry sauce in the middle, followed by another layer of chocolate crispy shell, the core was soft and sweet ice cream.
Though she hadn’t tasted it, just from its smell, Shu Wan knew it must taste good.
Fu Yang keenly noticed Shu Wan’s gaze, proud and yet slightly puzzled.
Shu Wan, whether in terms of appearance or temperament, did not seem like someone who would be so captivated by an ice cream.
Sometimes, Shu Wan’s curiosity about some sparse ordinary things made Fu Yang suspect that she was a relic from ancient times.
Slowing down deliberately, Fu Yang bit into it slowly, letting the sweet aroma of the ice cream fill the entire car.
“You know, it really is delicious, it’s a pity, Little Mother, you have to focus on maintaining health, let me deal with this body-harming treat for you.”
To Shu Wan, Fu Yang’s provocative behavior made him look no different from a mischievous child.
After a fleeting regret, Shu Wan picked up her phone to check the news, no longer paying attention to Fu Yang.
With Shu Wan remaining silent, Fu Yang didn’t provoke her further.
He reclined on the couch, thinking about how to escape Shu Wan’s clutches while eating the ice cream he had snatched from her.
By the time they returned to the Estate, Fu Yang had finished three sticks.
Getting out of the car, Fu Yang vaguely felt a chill in his stomach mixed with greasiness from the spicy oil at lunch, which nauseated him inexplicably.
Thinking he had just eaten too much ice cream, he drank a bottle of water and dismissed it as nothing.
Seeing them return together, the Housekeeper quickly came forward.
Fu Yang gave the Housekeeper a brief greeting then went upstairs.
Soon after, he came down carrying a skateboard,”I won’t be back tonight, don’t call and bother me.”
Having said that, Fu Yang left directly.
The Housekeeper, holding back his words, looked at Shu Wan.
“Young Madam, the Young Master was supposed to have class this afternoon.”
Shu Wan waved her hand, “Don’t worry about him, he’ll come back on his own tonight.”
His already fragile stomach, after the ordeal just now, wouldn’t endure an afternoon.
“Alright.” Although the Housekeeper didn’t know why Shu Wan was so confident, he trusted her,” Oh, Young Madam, the Young Master called earlier to say that if you’re back and free, please return his call.”
“Sure, I got it.”
After going upstairs, Shu Wan freshened up quickly, changed her clothes, and comfortably lay down on the couch before calling Si Yu.
The phone rang three times before Si Yu hung up.
Shu Wan calculated the time; it must be late night where Si Yu was, he was probably asleep.
So, she put down her phone, picked up a strawberry, but before she could eat it, Si Yu’s call came back.
This time, it was a video call.
