My Son Might be a Villain - Ch 232
Sure enough, before Su Ran could even pull her hand back, Song ZhiNing was already saying to her, “Instructor Su, this is my dad.”
Having said that, Song ZhiNing turned toward Song ZeYu.
“Dad, this is Instructor Su who had given lesson to my brother and I at our place.” She did not forget to add at the end, “Instructor Su is super good!”
“Is that so?” Song ZeYu smiled at his daughter after he had heard that and then turned to look at Su Ran.
With just 2 meters of distance between the two of them, Song ZeYu was a little stunned by the person in front of him the first second that he saw Su Ran.
My Son Might be a Villain - Ch 231
“You!”
Song ZhiNing!
Looking at the girl who was walking over to her with a bright smile, Su Ran’s expression froze for a fraction of a second and she reflexively took a step back.
Truth be told, she was a very cute girl but she was also bad news for her.
If the male and female leads were fatal to Su Ran as the cannon fodder female supporting character, then their pair of children were fatal to her Su Han.
It was no surprise that Song ZhiNing, given her age and experience, would be in this type of competitions. Su Ran just didn’t think she would run into her.
My Son Might be a Villain - Ch 230
“How’d I know?” Su Han frowned and said, “You can go and see for yourselves if you really want to find out.”
“Wow, for realz?”
“Will that be the car that will be dropping you off always?”
Su Han: Of course not.
He was only staying at Lu Shao’s because that woman was busy with her competition lately.
Su Han’s expression paused a little when he thought about Su Ran.
He wondered how she was doing…
He grumbled to himself as he looked down.
My Son Might be a Villain - Ch 229
As unwilling as he was feeling, Su Han still cleaned up after himself and picked up his backpack.
What the butler saw was the father and son duo walking one after the other, both looking very cold.
“Mr. Lu’s leaving so early today?” asking the butler reflexively, then, after spotting Su Han and the reluctant look on him, had it figured out.
“You are going to drop Little Young Sir off at school in person, Mr. Lu.”
“I have something to tend to over there,” said Lu Shao.
“That so.” The butler smiled but said no more.
“Then your breakfast…”