Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir Chapter 151 - 90: Milk Candy

At the police station, no matter how the paparazzi defended their actions, Shu Wan sat calmly to the side.

The police finished questioning the paparazzi and then turned to Shu Wan, "Tell us, how did they damage your car?"

Shu Wan directly took out her phone, "I recorded a video as evidence."

After entering the modern era, Shu Wan really felt that this mobile phone was very practical.

It could be used for entertainment and photography; if such a device had existed in ancient times, many unjust cases would have been overturned.

The police took the phone, which showed the reporters wildly surrounding the car and shouting, with people crammed outside, clinging onto the windows.

With the already cracked window, the situation was very clear.

Seeing that video, which could be used as evidence, the reporters finally panicked.

They came to dig up gossip, not to go to jail.

"I wasn’t near the car window at all, I was pushed to the back, let me go."

"I wasn’t there either, it was clearly the reporter from Deep Entertainment who broke the window, go find him."

"You’re talking nonsense, it was obviously you hammering the window, you did it, you’re falsely accusing me."

In their attempt to shift the blame onto each other, these reporters, in a public place, escalated from arguing to fighting, eventually flipping over a table.

"What are you doing?!" The police slammed down on the table, "Dare to cause chaos in the police station, all of you behave!!"

With that shout, the crowd finally quieted down substantially.

The police then turned to Shu Wan, "You can go back for now, we’ll inform you once things are clarified."

"Okay, thank you."

Because Shu Wan had saved a series of evidence, the police were able to clarify the situation quickly.

Shu Wan had not been at the hospital long when the police station provided an answer.

Because the group of paparazzi caused a disturbance in front of the hospital, they would be detained by the police.

This news quickly exploded among the circle of paparazzi.

Because they had touched someone from their circle, major marketing accounts exploded, and various paparazzi criticized Shu Wan for being petty.

"Being a celebrity and yet being able to send reporters to the police station, too impressive, why be such a fragile celebrity then, don’t you all rely on exposure to make a living? I advise colleagues to never photograph Shu Wan again to avoid being sent in by her."

"I’ve seen people dislike reporters, but sending them straight to the station, Shu Wan is ruthless."

"I just say, isn’t this too precious? Even suing reporters, how disgusting, can’t she just leave the entertainment circle?"

"Just her who stirs up buzz every day to gain fame and exposure, reporters are basically her ’bread and butter,’ and she has the gall to be ungrateful."

Seeing these ments while resting on the sofa in the hospital room, Shu Wan lightly tapped her finger and directly retweeted the Weibo reply, "As a celebrity, I have no issue with normal following shots, but for those who cross the line to the extent of rushing to the hospital to ambush the patient’s family, I will not tolerate them."

From Shu Wan’s perspective, since she had bee a celebrity, exposure was part of life.

With her sensitivity, she was always aware of being followed, but she pretended not to notice.

However, with Fu Yang being sick and hospitalized, and these paparazzi still charging into the hospital to block her, she would no longer indulge them.

Shu Wan’s firm words naturally triggered another round of questioning, but some netizens felt she made sense.

"People go to the hospital because someone in the family is sick, or they themselves are sick, the reporters chasing her there really is a bit too much."

"This time I think Shu Wan did the right thing. I was right by the hospital then, and those reporters were like crazy, blocking the road, truly without any boundaries."

"The medicine is so bitter, I won’t drink it."

Seeing Shu Wan looking at her phone, Fu Yang suddenly spoke up.

Shu Wan lifted her head, her eyebrows slightly furrowing, "How will you get better without medicine?"

"It’s deadly bitter." Fu Yang pouted, "If you want to drink it, you drink it."

Shu Wan stood up and picked up the medicine from the table.

After thinking for a moment, she walked outside, not knowing what she had taken, and soon returned to the ward.

"Here, eat this after you take your medicine."

Fu Yang turned his head, and in Shu Wan’s hand was actually a strawberry milk candy.

Fu Yang disdainfully said, "What grown man eats strawberry candy, I certainly won’t—"

Before he could finish, Shu Wan stepped forward, pinched Fu Yang’s chin, and poured the medicine into his mouth.

She was so quick that Fu Yang hadn’t even figured out how bitter the medicine was when, the next second, Shu Wan fed him a piece of candy.

Tasting the milky strawberry flavor spreading in his mouth, slowly dispersing the bitterness of the medicine, Fu Yang’s eyes brightened slightly.

Yet, thinking about how he had been easily managed by Shu Wan again, Fu Yang was still not happy, "What’s the matter with you, why are you so rough?"

"In the next room, there’s a three-year-old kid who isn’t afraid of bitter medicine. He gave you this candy."

"...." Fu Yang bristled, "Then you go be that kid’s stepmom, since he’s obedient."

At that, Shu Wan looked at Fu Yang with a somewhat odd expression.

Fu Yang was also stunned, his eyes flickering, Damn, what was he even saying?

Shu Wan just laughed, "The kid has his own mom, what would I do there?"

After a pause, Shu Wan added, "Besides, even if you’re disobedient, I still have to manage you, don’t I?"

"...." Fu Yang turned his head away, his ear tips slightly red under his silver hair, "I don’t need you to manage me, I’m hungry, I want to eat."

"Dinner will be here in three minutes, just wait." Shu Wan took out another candy, "Want another one?"

"...." Fu Yang speechless, "Is it from that kid again?"

"No," Shu Wan replied, "it’s from the old lady at the end of the hallway, she’s not afraid of bitter either."

"...." Fu Yang thought for a moment and finally realized, "There isn’t any kid or old person, is there? Are you just mocking me!"

Shu Wan’s eyes gleamed with laughter, "So, are you going to eat it or not?"

"I certainly won’t." Fu Yang huffed, "I don’t need it."

Shu Wan laughed and took out another candy, popping it into her mouth, "It’s quite tasty, sure you don’t want one?"

After she spoke, without waiting for Fu Yang’s response, Shu Wan placed another candy in his hand.

Then, Shu Wan turned around and went back to her phone on the couch, while Fu Yang looked down at the candy in his hand and, after a while, sneakily ate one.

The bitterness in his mouth was pletely washed away, leaving only the rich strawberry sweetness.

For some reason, a scene suddenly came to Fu Yang’s mind, from when he was very young, sick and lying in a hospital room.

Through the glass door, he could see outside where a mother was leading a child past, forting the child, "Our Xiao Yu is so good, taking medicine so quickly, after this, mom will buy you a milk candy, okay?"

"Okay!"

That scent, long since vanished in the river of memory, somehow crossed through the vast stretches of time and, in that moment, returned to Fu Yang’s side.