My Son Might Be A Villain

Lu Shao nodded after he heard Su Ran’s words.

“Okay.” Pausing and looking at Su Ran, Lu Shao’s lips curved again and he said, “Well, then, Mrs. Lu, what say we go get breakfast first?”

“I think you mean lunch, Mr. Lu,” said Su Ran as she blinked.

“Okay.”

***

Over at the school.

“Brother Han, tell me the truth. Have you caught wind that there will be a sudden quiz recently?” asked Liu Yangyang solemnly after he had abruptly pulled Su Han to one side.

Upon hearing that, Su Han gave Liu Yangyang a nonchalant are-you-stupid look.

“How would I know?” replied Su Han coldly.

Du WenTao, too, woke up from his nap by now.

“Quiz? What quiz?!”

Finally, after asking around, Du WenTao figured out what was going on and rolled his eyes at Liu Yangyang.

“Hey, Liu fool, you were trying to freak me out on purpose, right? There is no quiz!”

“I noticed that Brother Han looked anxious all day long so I thought I’d ask,” said Liu Yangyang with his hands stretched out.

He knew what he saw. Starting from their first mathematics class all the way to physical education to their now English-class-turned-self-study, Su Han had been in a daze and looking very, very solemn!

He had never seen his Brother Han this nervous even during mid-term examinations!

“Liu Yangyang. Are you really that foolish? Does Su Han strike you as the kind who’d be nervous over a test?” That would only happen to someone like Liu Yangyang, alright?” said Du WenTao to Liu Yangyang after giving him a look of contempt.

“That being said……” Du WenTao looked over at Su Han. “I do agree with him tha you are a bit off today.”

But, calling that nervousness was too single-dimension.

Per Master Du’s observation, Su Han was not just nervous today. He was also a bit disturbed and there was also a hint of excitement mixed in with the disturbed emotions?

“Oh, I get it!” Du WenTao shouted out suddenly.

This time, Su Han rolled his eyes at him.

Ignoring Su Han’s look, Du WenTao carried on excitedly. “Are you in a relationship?!”

When Du WenTao was in awe, his excitement was nipped in the bud by Su Han.

“You are overthinking this.”

“No?” Du WenTao did not buy it. “So you are interested in some girl then?”

“No.”

“That’s not possible. Why else would you look solemn and disturbed and also with some anticipation? What else could it be?”

Hearing Du WenTao’s words, Su Han replied his question with a simple cold cold.

Anticipation?

Hrm! That was not possible!

Why would he have any anticipation?!

He grumbled to himself.

That being said, Su Han still pulled out his cellphone and refreshed his friend's circle.

There was no new updates from Su Ran nor was there anything from the Lu guy……

He clicked open his chat with Su Ran.

[Are you guys done?]

Su Han typed a bunch of words but, after the tip of his finger had hovered over the “send” button for a long while, Su Han finally decided against sending it.

Shortly after he had put his cellphone down, Su Han picked it back up again and clicked open his chat with Lu Shao. The last message on there was from the other day when he had reluctantly sent him the photos with the two of them.

[Han]: Where are you?

Lu Shao responded back to him shortly thereafter.

[The Lu Guy]: Outside your school.

Su Han: !

[Han]: With my Mom?

[The Lu Guy]: Mmhmm.

Before Su Han could send over another message to find out what was going on, Lu Shao send him another message.

[The Lu Guy]: Put your phone away and focus on your class.

Su Han frowned when he saw that.

“Tsk, he still enjoys lecturing so much.” Su Han hrumphed and grumbled in discontent.

Su Han, nevertheless, turned off his phone coolly and shoved it back inside his pocket.

Over next to him, Liu Yangyang and Du WenTao, who had been observing Su Han this entire time, couldn't help but started muttering to each other after watching Su Han’s behavior.

“Look, our Brother Han was frowning one minute and covering his mouth and smiling the next. He is totally in love. And he’s still denying it,” said Du WenTao in a low voice.

“I agree.” It was very rare that Liu Yangyang would see eye to eye with Scum Du’s speculations.

“What kind of girl do you think could score someone like our Brother Han?”

“What you should have said was, what kind of girl can be good enough for our Brother Han.”

“Good point.” Du WenTao nodded. “At least someone of the caliber of Class #7’s beauty queen.”

“No, I don’t think so.”