Title: My Son Might be a Villain
Translator: Fringe Capybara
Chapter 227 - "That will make up for your room and board here nicely." (2)
[Teacher Wang]: That is a very good suggestion, Su Han's father!
Teacher Wang responded in the group chat and even seemed a little emotion in her respond.
Teacher Wang had no idea what was going through the minds of the other parents but she did realize that Father Su Han’s opinion overlapped greatly with the new learning style stressed by their principal over the staff meeting the other day.
Teacher Wang had been trying to come up with ideas for new learning methods and, low and behold, a parent had provided her with such a great suggestion.
[Teacher Wang]: @Father Su Han. Thank you for your suggestion. We will confer on your suggestions and adjust the style and content of the students’ homework assignments accordingly.
[Teacher Wang]: In addition, a student’s learning both at home and at school are equally important. Should any other parents have any other suggestions, we strongly encourage you to actively share your ideas with our teachers or the school.
Teacher Wang was talking to the other parents in her class.
The other parent’s reaction to the message was “ho ho” and their opinion was: Please let neither the school or their teachers adopt Father Su Han’s suggestions…
Inside the Lu’s study.
Mr. Lu put away with cellphone, pleased with the response from Teacher Wang.
“Something’s the matter?” asked Lu Shao when he saw Zhou Fu looking like there was something that he wanted to share.
“Um… Mr. Lu, you…” Don’t you feel bad screwing with little young master like so?
Zhou Fu felt ashamed of himself.
He swore. He did not try to peek at Lu Shao’s chat on purpose. He was trying his best in smoothing things out between this father and son.
Besides, it was obvious that Lu Shao didn’t care if he was standing right there when he was trying to screw Su Han over.
“Little Young Sir had already turned in. Would you like to go check on him?” asked Zhou Fu after giving it some thought.
Su Han’s stuck-up look flashed through Lu Shao’s face when he heard Zhou Fu’s word and he frowned.
“There’s no need.”
“Okay.”
“And.” Zhou Fu paused for a little and started again. “The butler had just come over to ask me whether there was anything that the little young master doesn’t like or can’t have for breakfast tomorrow.
“Little Young Sir should still be up now. Perhaps you can check with him?” suggested Zhou Fu tentatively as he saw Lu Shao’s pen stopped in midair.
Hearing that, Lu Shao’s eyes deepened some and his lips curved into a cold smile.
“He can eat what’s placed in front of him. We don’t need to check with him in advance,” said Lu Shao.
“Wait.” Lu Shao stopped Zhou Fu as Zhou Fu was about to walk out of the study.
“Prepare a bowl of porridge for him. Porridge with bitter melon and goji berries.”
Zhou Fu: Emmm…
Naturally, Zhou Fu wasn’t going to have the chef prepared bitter melon and goji berry porridge for Su Han. He only had the butler prepare a few varieties.
Unfortunately, when the next morning came along, Su Han, the one with good habits, had already prepared his own breakfast before the kitchen staff had already arrived at work.
“Do you need any help, Little Young Sir?”
“Em, no, thank you. I got this.”
“Alright. Then just be careful with the stove, Little Young Sir.”
The aunty who worked the kitchen smiled a motherly smile when looking at Su Han.
She had been busy in the kitchen yesterday and had not yet had a chance to meet his Little Young Sir yesterday. She had only heard from the others that he was a very good boy.
And, he was exactly like others had said now that she had seen him in the flesh.
The young man, albeit still have a hint of childishness on him, was already showing his edges. It was not difficult for one to see that his young man was destined to turn out to be a very outstanding individual in the future.
From a certain perspective, he resembled Mr. Lu very much.
Lu Shao, however, was too authoritative and intimidated those in front of him. Su Han, on the other hand, would make others grow fond of him.
Title: My Son Might be a Villain
Translator: Fringe Capybara
Chapter 227 - "That will make up for your room and board here nicely." (2)
[Teacher Wang]: That is a very good suggestion, Su Han's father!
Teacher Wang responded in the group chat and even seemed a little emotion in her respond.
Teacher Wang had no idea what was going through the minds of the other parents but she did realize that Father Su Han’s opinion overlapped greatly with the new learning style stressed by their principal over the staff meeting the other day.
Teacher Wang had been trying to come up with ideas for new learning methods and, low and behold, a parent had provided her with such a great suggestion.
[Teacher Wang]: @Father Su Han. Thank you for your suggestion. We will confer on your suggestions and adjust the style and content of the students’ homework assignments accordingly.
[Teacher Wang]: In addition, a student’s learning both at home and at school are equally important. Should any other parents have any other suggestions, we strongly encourage you to actively share your ideas with our teachers or the school.
Teacher Wang was talking to the other parents in her class.
The other parent’s reaction to the message was “ho ho” and their opinion was: Please let neither the school or their teachers adopt Father Su Han’s suggestions…
Inside the Lu’s study.
Mr. Lu put away with cellphone, pleased with the response from Teacher Wang.
“Something’s the matter?” asked Lu Shao when he saw Zhou Fu looking like there was something that he wanted to share.
“Um… Mr. Lu, you…” Don’t you feel bad screwing with little young master like so?
Zhou Fu felt ashamed of himself.
He swore. He did not try to peek at Lu Shao’s chat on purpose. He was trying his best in smoothing things out between this father and son.
Besides, it was obvious that Lu Shao didn’t care if he was standing right there when he was trying to screw Su Han over.
“Little Young Sir had already turned in. Would you like to go check on him?” asked Zhou Fu after giving it some thought.
Su Han’s stuck-up look flashed through Lu Shao’s face when he heard Zhou Fu’s word and he frowned.
“There’s no need.”
“Okay.”
“And.” Zhou Fu paused for a little and started again. “The butler had just come over to ask me whether there was anything that the little young master doesn’t like or can’t have for breakfast tomorrow.
“Little Young Sir should still be up now. Perhaps you can check with him?” suggested Zhou Fu tentatively as he saw Lu Shao’s pen stopped in midair.
Hearing that, Lu Shao’s eyes deepened some and his lips curved into a cold smile.
“He can eat what’s placed in front of him. We don’t need to check with him in advance,” said Lu Shao.
“Wait.” Lu Shao stopped Zhou Fu as Zhou Fu was about to walk out of the study.
“Prepare a bowl of porridge for him. Porridge with bitter melon and goji berries.”
Zhou Fu: Emmm…
Naturally, Zhou Fu wasn’t going to have the chef prepared bitter melon and goji berry porridge for Su Han. He only had the butler prepare a few varieties.
Unfortunately, when the next morning came along, Su Han, the one with good habits, had already prepared his own breakfast before the kitchen staff had already arrived at work.
“Do you need any help, Little Young Sir?”
“Em, no, thank you. I got this.”
“Alright. Then just be careful with the stove, Little Young Sir.”
The aunty who worked the kitchen smiled a motherly smile when looking at Su Han.
She had been busy in the kitchen yesterday and had not yet had a chance to meet his Little Young Sir yesterday. She had only heard from the others that he was a very good boy.
And, he was exactly like others had said now that she had seen him in the flesh.
The young man, albeit still have a hint of childishness on him, was already showing his edges. It was not difficult for one to see that his young man was destined to turn out to be a very outstanding individual in the future.
From a certain perspective, he resembled Mr. Lu very much.
Lu Shao, however, was too authoritative and intimidated those in front of him. Su Han, on the other hand, would make others grow fond of him.
