Title: My Son Might be a Villain
Translator: Fringe Capybara
Chapter 282 - “You mean you and me, go get our marriage certificate together?” (2)
“Not used to it?” Lu Shao looked at Su Ran the entire time. Noticing that she had frowned a little, he asked, “Or.” His eyes lowered and his voice slightly stiffed, he asked slowly, “That you don’t like it?”
Su Ran was taken aback a little when she heard that.
“No, no.” She shook her hands.
This was not the problem of whether she liked it or not, was it?
“What is it then?” asked Lu Shao as he looked at Su Ran.
This was the first time Su Ran noticed Su Ran’s father being so insistent about something.
“Em, I guess it felt a bit odd?” said Su Ran with a dry laugh.
Having heard that, Lu Shao’s eyes flickered a little.
“I apologize about what happened online today. I should have consulted with you first. That was too abrupt of me.” Lu Shao apologized to Su Ran “sincerely” with a deep voice.
“No, no.” Su Ran shook her head. “I know you only did that to help me out. I am the one who should be thanking you.”
Su Ran knew full well how scary internet violent could be. Not to mention that part of her dark history online was true.
If Su Ran was tasked with handling it, her only idea would be to stay low and wait for it to pass over.
Lu Shao, on the other hand, stepped in and handled the incident perfectly in one morning.
As for his approach……
She was being labeled as “married” just like that but, same could be said about Lu Shao.
Su Ran felt that she didn’t really have a lot to lose over this other than it being bizarre.
Her livelihood was music and married or not made not differences to her anyway.
Had it not been for Su Han, Su Ran was used to hiding out and creating in her studio 300 days a year in the past. Public opinions and rumors did not affect her in any way, shape, or form.
As for marriage.
All she need in this lifetime was her son. She did not need a marriage!
Lu Shao, on the other hand, was rich and powerful. He has good looks and a nice personality. He had never been married and was not seeing anyone. He was a golden bachelor in his thirties.
Any way one looked at it, he was a “limited edition”.
Then, for the sake of resolving some small issue for her, he had turned into a worthless married men in the eyes of the ladies.
It would seem like he had gotten the shorter end of the stick.
Su Ran felt that she had wronged Lu Shao and was wondering whether she should clarify the relationship between the two of them when the incident died down.
Lu Shao went on to say, “It wasn’t just that.”
“The news. I did not release that just for the sake of quelling the waves of public opinions online,” said Lu Shao when he noticed the dubious look on Su Ran.
Exactly as Su Han had guessed. There were plenty of approaches for him to handle the situation.
He could even release a brand-new version of the story and convince the public to believe in the new version or that he could make the search term “Su Ran” return with no result.
“I handled it the way I did because I wanted to.” Lu Shao looked at Su Ran with his sparkling eyes. He then went on to say, “I have my reasons.”
Su Ran had already picked up Lu Shao’s odd behaviors in the last few days.
The first part of what Lu Shao had said already gave her an odd feeling. What followed made her chest tightened.
“You……” Su Ran eyes widened and she looked at Lu Shao in surprise.
Her listening was good as was her Chinese. She was fairly able to interpret the meaning of his words.
What he was saying was what she had in mind, right?
“I hope you will become Madam Lu,” said Lu Shao, looking never more solemn.
There was no unnecessary looks on Lu Shao and his eyes were profound.
Except that his hands, placed above his knees under the table, were clenched tightly into fists and his tightened Adam's apple clearly indicated that Mr. Lu was not as calm as he appeared right now.
Knowing that what he had said might be a shock to Su Ran, as much as he had a lot more that he wanted to say, Lu Shao finally refrained himself and allowed time for Su Ran to process his words.
Title: My Son Might be a Villain
Translator: Fringe Capybara
Chapter 282 - “You mean you and me, go get our marriage certificate together?” (2)
“Not used to it?” Lu Shao looked at Su Ran the entire time. Noticing that she had frowned a little, he asked, “Or.” His eyes lowered and his voice slightly stiffed, he asked slowly, “That you don’t like it?”
Su Ran was taken aback a little when she heard that.
“No, no.” She shook her hands.
This was not the problem of whether she liked it or not, was it?
“What is it then?” asked Lu Shao as he looked at Su Ran.
This was the first time Su Ran noticed Su Ran’s father being so insistent about something.
“Em, I guess it felt a bit odd?” said Su Ran with a dry laugh.
Having heard that, Lu Shao’s eyes flickered a little.
“I apologize about what happened online today. I should have consulted with you first. That was too abrupt of me.” Lu Shao apologized to Su Ran “sincerely” with a deep voice.
“No, no.” Su Ran shook her head. “I know you only did that to help me out. I am the one who should be thanking you.”
Su Ran knew full well how scary internet violent could be. Not to mention that part of her dark history online was true.
If Su Ran was tasked with handling it, her only idea would be to stay low and wait for it to pass over.
Lu Shao, on the other hand, stepped in and handled the incident perfectly in one morning.
As for his approach……
She was being labeled as “married” just like that but, same could be said about Lu Shao.
Su Ran felt that she didn’t really have a lot to lose over this other than it being bizarre.
Her livelihood was music and married or not made not differences to her anyway.
Had it not been for Su Han, Su Ran was used to hiding out and creating in her studio 300 days a year in the past. Public opinions and rumors did not affect her in any way, shape, or form.
As for marriage.
All she need in this lifetime was her son. She did not need a marriage!
Lu Shao, on the other hand, was rich and powerful. He has good looks and a nice personality. He had never been married and was not seeing anyone. He was a golden bachelor in his thirties.
Any way one looked at it, he was a “limited edition”.
Then, for the sake of resolving some small issue for her, he had turned into a worthless married men in the eyes of the ladies.
It would seem like he had gotten the shorter end of the stick.
Su Ran felt that she had wronged Lu Shao and was wondering whether she should clarify the relationship between the two of them when the incident died down.
Lu Shao went on to say, “It wasn’t just that.”
“The news. I did not release that just for the sake of quelling the waves of public opinions online,” said Lu Shao when he noticed the dubious look on Su Ran.
Exactly as Su Han had guessed. There were plenty of approaches for him to handle the situation.
He could even release a brand-new version of the story and convince the public to believe in the new version or that he could make the search term “Su Ran” return with no result.
“I handled it the way I did because I wanted to.” Lu Shao looked at Su Ran with his sparkling eyes. He then went on to say, “I have my reasons.”
Su Ran had already picked up Lu Shao’s odd behaviors in the last few days.
The first part of what Lu Shao had said already gave her an odd feeling. What followed made her chest tightened.
“You……” Su Ran eyes widened and she looked at Lu Shao in surprise.
Her listening was good as was her Chinese. She was fairly able to interpret the meaning of his words.
What he was saying was what she had in mind, right?
“I hope you will become Madam Lu,” said Lu Shao, looking never more solemn.
There was no unnecessary looks on Lu Shao and his eyes were profound.
Except that his hands, placed above his knees under the table, were clenched tightly into fists and his tightened Adam's apple clearly indicated that Mr. Lu was not as calm as he appeared right now.
Knowing that what he had said might be a shock to Su Ran, as much as he had a lot more that he wanted to say, Lu Shao finally refrained himself and allowed time for Su Ran to process his words.
