Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Separated by the screen, the two gazed at each other from afar, each seeing in the other's eyes the inner nature of their kind.

Fu Siyu's eyes were still firmly locked on Shu Wan. He wanted to know why the person before him was so different from the information about Shu Wan provided in the documents.

Shu Wan was the first to avert her gaze; she nodded toward Fu Siyu, "The housekeeper told me you were looking for me."

"Yes, Fu Yang is stubborn and rebellious; it's been tough on you."

"Since we are married, and he is your son, it is only right that I discipline him."

In her past life, Shu Wan had been predestined to be the Crown Princess Consort from birth. She had long recognized that for great families, marriage was merely a tool for uniting forces.

Occupying the position of Crown Princess Consort, managing the inner household, and disciplining the legitimate and illegitimate children was her rightful duty.

Now, with a thousand years passed, the essence of some things had not changed.

She chose to come to the Fu Family to solve her own predicaments, so naturally, helping Fu Siyu discipline his son was part of her obligations.

Hearing Shu Wan's words, Fu Siyu's gaze flickered slightly, "You are smarter than I thought; so let me be direct."

"Go ahead."

"I am often overseas and have neglected Fu Yang's discipline. I believe you can steer him back onto the right path."

"He wasn't off track in the first place."

Shu Wan was vastly experienced in judging people. If she truly thought Fu Yang was fundamentally bad, she wouldn't have bothered with him at all.

"You set a condition." Softened by Shu Wan's words, Fu Siyu's demeanor relaxed a bit, "As long as I can manage it, you can ask."

Shu Wan pondered for a moment, "I want the right to decide the fate of our marriage."

At Shu Wan's statement, even Fu Siyu was momentarily stunned.

When he grasped Shu Wan's intent, Fu Siyu looked at her with an almost strange gaze, "You are smarter than I imagined."

He had long had people gather information on Shu Wan. He knew that what Shu Wan currently lacked most was money and resources.

She could have simply asked him for money and resources in the entertainment circle, but she didn't. Instead, she chose their marriage.

Of course, Fu Siyu wouldn't flatter himself to think that Shu Wan was doing it for him.

Shu Wan was doing it for the Fu Family behind him.

As long as she was the Young Madam of the Fu Family, she could use this status to accomplish many things.

Her wanting the right to determine the continuation of their marriage meant she could utilize the Fu Family's platform for benefits or leave the Fu Family if needed.

"So do you agree?" Shu Wan countered.

Fu Siyu was an outstanding businessman, always calculating the benefits and risks to the perfect degree.

And Shu Wan's request undoubtedly far exceeded the risks he had anticipated.

If Shu Wan was as foolish and weak as the rumors suggested, her demand wouldn't have been excessive.

But Shu Wan was too intelligent. Such a smart woman taking the position of the Fu Family matriarch was no doubt a ticking time bomb—never knowing when it might explode.

By all logic, Fu Siyu should have rejected her request.

However, looking into Shu Wan's clear and lucid eyes, for the first time in his life, Fu Siyu's impulse overcame his rationale, "Agreed."

"Pleasure doing business."

Having secured a promise that was almost like a life-saving card, Shu Wan felt in high spirits.

Her eyes gently curved, the light echoing in them creating ripples upon ripples; even the poor resolution of an international call couldn't hide the beauty spilling out from the screen.

Fu Siyu's gaze hardened slightly, "It's late; I must have disturbed your rest."

"Indeed." Shu Wan nodded unabashedly.

According to her past life's routine, she would have already been asleep at this time.

"Then go to sleep, and leave Fu Yang to you."

"Alright."

Shu Wan didn't know how to end the video call, watching as Fu Siyu's image disappeared, she presumed the video on her end had also been turned off.

It was the end of spring and start of summer now; the temperature at night wasn't low, and a light nightgown was more than enough.

But just now, to avoid any impropriety, Shu Wan had still put on a coat.

Having sat here for so long, Shu Wan began to feel a sense of sweat on her back.

With no one else in the room, she simply took off her coat and fanned herself gently with her hand.

On the other side, Fu Siyu went to get a document and was about to shut down his computer when he saw the video call window was still open, so he glanced over.

At that glance, Fu Siyu's gaze suddenly froze.