Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 77 - 60 The Gift

Chapter 77: Chapter 60: The Gift

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“I used to have many friends too.” Fireworks burst outside the window, the fragrance of wine lingered at hand, and the faces of those close friends from her past life emerged in her mind.

“That must have been very outstanding people,” Fu Siyu added.

After all, anyone who could become Shu Wan’s confidant must certainly have strong abilities in all aspects.

“Yeah, just like you,” Shu Wan poured another cup of wine for Fu Siyu, “I hope we can always be friends, no matter where I go in the future, I will remember you as a friend.”

“…..” Whether it was an illusion or not, Shu Wan always felt that Fu Siyu’s expression seemed to crack for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, “Okay.”

Shu Wan actually had a pretty good tolerance for alcohol, but that was in her previous life.

Her current body simply couldn’t handle several cups of wine.

Yet, because she was having such a good time talking with Fu Siyu, Shu Wan drank one cup after another, and before long, there were three empty jars on the table.

Fu Siyu glanced at the emptied jars and was about to suggest Shu Wan drink less when her cup fell straight onto the table, and she herself toppled over sideways.

Fu Siyu quickly stood up to support her, “Shu Wan.”

As a doctor, even when she was drunk, Shu Wan would use acupuncture to force out the effects of the alcohol.

But that was only something she did when she needed to entertain.

When she was happy, she would usually let the intoxication spread, and now surrounded by the scent of Fu Siyu, Shu Wan felt a deep sense of peace within her heart, and she didn’t try to sober up.

“Let’s go home,” she murmured hazily.

“Okay.” His low voice rang in her ear, and Shu Wan felt the ticklish breeze on her ear, instinctively shrinking back.

However, she was currently in Fu Siyu’s arms, and her shrinking back was essentially like snuggling deeper into Fu Siyu’s embrace.

Fu Siyu’s body stiffened for a moment, and then, helping Shu Wan stand, he explained to the approaching innkeeper, “Someone will come to settle the bill later, we’re leaving now.”

“Ah, okay.”

Shu Wan was helped into the car by Fu Siyu.

The wine from this tavern followed the style of old taverns, smooth at first, but with the advance of time, the potency of the alcohol grew stronger.

Especially when covered by the stifling air in the car, Shu Wan felt a wave of nausea rising from her stomach.

In her view, modern cars were good in every way except for the smell of genuine leather after it had been heated, which was truly unbearable.

Now, drunk, she found the smell even more pungent and suffocating, and everywhere was this suffocating smell, except for Fu Siyu, who carried a certain clarity.

Fu Siyu had just poured Shu Wan a cup of tea, and before he could pick it up, a soft arm clung around his waist.

Fu Siyu paused his hand that was holding the cup, and looking down slightly, Shu Wan was hugging his waist, burying her head in his chest.

She took a deep breath, and Fu Siyu felt a layer of heat at his chest, which then turned cool, and between the warmth and coolness, it felt as though the air in his heart was being drained.

Fu Siyu’s gaze darkened, and he reached out to hold Shu Wan’s wrist, “Shu Wan, let go.”

At this moment, Shu Wan was mostly engulfed by the drunkenness.

She frowned and broke free from Fu Siyu’s hold, hugging his waist even tighter.

Around her was that nauseating smell of leather, while only Fu Siyu had that pleasant scent.

“Smells good,” murmured Shu Wan.

Fu Siyu never imagined that one day someone would use this adjective to describe him.

He looked at Shu Wan’s delicate profile with an amused expression, “I smell good?”

“Yeah.” For some reason, Fu Siyu’s scent always made Shu Wan feel safe, and she nodded without any defenses, “Very good.”

“You really like this smell?”

“Like it.” Shu Wan responded unconsciously.

Whether it was because of the city’s overly humid climate, or because her lips were naturally very moist,

At that moment, under the light, Shu Wan’s lips, tinted with a light lipstick, were plump and lustrous, as if glimmering with the sheen of water.

Her features were very cool and detached, but when she closed her eyes, the coldness in her gaze was concealed, and only then did people remember her age.

She was, after all, just a college student who hadn’t even graduated yet.

With the obedience of a student and the petulance of a child.

She nestled in Fu Siyu’s arms, like a noble and elegant Persian cat.

Fu Siyu’s eyes were deep as water, sliding over Shu Wan’s clear features, and finally resting on her lustrous lips.

Fundamentally, he and Shu Wan were the same kind of person; they were both highly guarded, always vigilant, and only when encountering their own kind would they subconsciously trust.