CHAPTER 387: CHAPTER 217 PITY

Fu Yang put on his headphones and continued playing his game.

The cup of warm milk, with the passage of time, gradually lost its heat, and the very top layer even formed a thin film due to completely cooling down.

The skin on the milk slowly spread out, as if it was about to cover the entire surface.

At that moment, Fu Yang reached for the cup and took a shallow sip, immediately frowning.

"Disgusting."

Despite his words, a minute later, there was nothing left in the cup.

After finishing the game and estimating that it was time to sleep, Fu Yang climbed into bed and played with his phone for a while, only to find photos of Shu Wan and Fu Siyu everywhere he scrolled, Fu Yang pursed his lips, too lazy to look any further.

He got up and took a look at the problem Fu Siyu had left behind.

A math problem can also have many solutions, and compared to Shu Wan’s cleverness, Fu Siyu’s approach seemed more methodical.

Fu Siyu’s handwriting was nice, and although it was a different style from Shu Wan’s, it subtly seemed to come from the same origin.

On social media, people were still eagerly asking Fu Yang for details about his dad, Fu Yang, who had been silent for a long time, replied late at night, "With the way I look, how bad could he be?"

"Alright, alright, a handsome guy acknowledged by the handsome guy himself. Shu Wan, you’ve been eating so well behind our backs every day, just keeping it from us sisters, huh."

"Young Master, let’s make a deal, how about you show us a photo of your dad sometime, can we satisfy our curiosity?"

"Lin Yang turned out this way; I think his dad must really be very handsome. Okay now, I’m really curious. If I can’t see what Lin Yang’s dad looks like, I feel like I won’t be able to rest in peace in this life."

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The snow fell lightly that night, but did not stop all night long, and by the next morning, the whole world was wrapped in silver.

Shu Wan put on her clothes and went downstairs, surprised to see Fu Yang sitting at the dining table.

"Morning."

Seeing Shu Wan coming down, Fu Yang lazily greeted her.

Shu Wan was even more surprised, she nodded at Fu Yang, "Morning. How’s it been at school lately?"

With the crew being busy recently, Shu Wan hadn’t been to school and wasn’t too clear about how things were going for Fu Yang.

"Not bad."

Fu Yang bit into a piece of bread, "Aren’t you going to school today? Isn’t it almost final exams?"

"I’ll go in the afternoon; I have something to do this morning."

"Oh."

Fu Yang responded with a sound and said no more.

At that moment, Fu Siyu also came downstairs.

Hearing the noise, Fu Yang put down the bread in his hand, shouldered his backpack, "I’m full, I’m leaving."

With that, Fu Yang walked straight towards the exit.

But after only a couple of steps, Fu Siyu called out to him, "Wait, I’ll give you a ride in a bit."

"I don’t want to go with you."

"Then you’ll see if the driver listens to me or you."

Fu Siyu spoke and sat by the dining table, calmly starting his breakfast.

Fu Yang paused for a moment but eventually sat back down on the couch.

After Fu Siyu and Shu Wan had breakfast, Fu Siyu left with Fu Yang, and Shu Wan went to the film crew on her own.

The previous site had been occupied by someone else, and the film crew had not thought about taking it back—after all, the authority of the Second Young Master of the Zeng Family was there.

The film crew applied for a more secluded corner in the Film and Television City instead, as there were not many scenes left that required a set. They just needed to get through a few days to finish the scenes there.

But to their dismay, the other party wouldn’t even leave this corner spot for the film crew.

The film crew had everything settled with the Film and Television City, and everyone was assembled and ready to film, but the staff from the Film and Television City came over to announce that they could no longer use this space.

"Hey, wasn’t everything agreed upon? You guys are going too far, kicking us out just like that."

"Who said it was agreed? Move on, this place is for someone else now."

While speaking, the staff member threw the contract at Liu Qing.

Other members of the crew wanted to step forward and protest, but they were held back by those around them.

Having been in the industry for so long, they all understood that the Film and Television City staff wouldn’t go out of their way to trouble them without someone behind the scenes pulling the strings.

Since they couldn’t afford to offend, it was unnecessary to make more trouble.

When Shu Wan arrived at the film crew, the Film and Television City staff had already piled various objects on top of the already constructed set.

Even though the film crew had decided to be tolerant, seeing the other party wantonly destroying the carefully constructed set was still inevitably infuriating.

"Shu Wan, you’re here?"

Liu Qing managed a strained smile upon seeing Shu Wan, "Seems like we can’t shoot today. Let me handle the set, and we can continue filming afterward."

"Okay."

Shu Wan nodded. In fact, she had her own opinions about the set issue; if there was none in the Film and Television City, then so be it.

She was about to tell Liu Qing that she had found a much better location, but before she could speak, Li Ya came over with people.

"Oh my, why is it so messy here today?"

Li Ya glanced at the chaotic scene and then at Shu Wan and the others who were being kicked out, feeling a surge of pleasant satisfaction in her heart.

"I saw a bunch of dogs fighting here this morning. It must have been a mischief made by homeless curs," Li Ya’s sidekick echoed beside her.

The two of them kept talking while provocatively looking at Shu Wan, clearly making insinuations.

Everyone couldn’t bear to listen anymore and wanted to stand up for Shu Wan.

But Shu Wan stopped them with a glance. She stepped forward, her expression showing scorn and arrogance, and moved closer to Li Ya, "You dare ruin our set—do you know who I have behind me?"

"Tch, you think marrying a newly rich man means you can soar to the sky? Dream on. Let me tell you, that newly rich man of yours isn’t even worthy of carrying shoes in front of our Second Young Master."

"Second Young Master? Was it him who had you smash our site?"

Shu Wan’s eyes widened, feigning surprise and fear.

"Of course," Li Ya’s sidekick, seizing the opportunity to bully someone under the guise of authority, carelessly blurtered out more than she should have.

Li Ya was a bit more sensible, knowing she shouldn’t tarnish the image of the Second Young Master of the Zeng Family in public.

But the joy of triumphing over Shu Wan made her become smug, "Now that you know how formidable the Second Young Master is, better avoid embarrassing yourself in the future. Your nouveau riche really isn’t impressive."

"You guys are so despicable; you packed up so quickly, haven’t you done such things plenty of times before?"

Shu Wan said this, her expression extremely pitiful and her demeanor extra submissive, intensifying the sense of superiority in Li Ya and her group.

"You’re going too far," Shu Wan’s voice trembled slightly, as if she was truly frightened by Li Ya.

"Heh, get lost, you guys." Li Ya grew more triumphant, "And don’t ever come back through this door."