My Son Might Be A Villain

Chapter 219: “It’s mine.” Su Han did not forget to give Lu Shao a provoking look. (1)

Mmm. Su Han nodded at him after he heard that and that counted for a greeting.

He only agreed to stay here for a few days so that woman wouldnt have to worry about him. He didnt even care about the introduction; let alone how he was related to Lu Shao.

Besides

Without any reason, nor did he need any reasons, Su Han did not like this person much.

Lu BoYang: Uh

The two of them shared 1/4 of their genes after all. Was it necessary for this child to be so distant to him?

The friendly and affectionate smile that Lu BoYang had prepared ahead of time froze on his face.

Luckily, his Third Uncle had always been that way toward them and now Lu BoYang felt that he could get used to this Third Uncle Junior.

Third Young Sir is going out?

Says who? He was only rushing earlier because he wanted to see Little Seven, alright?

Hoho, is that so? Zhou Fu smiled and said again, Alright, I am going to show Young Sir to his room then.

You go ahead. Lu BoYang nodded and, again, said to Su Han, See you in a bit then.

Looking at the direction that Zhou Fu and Su Han was walking in, Lu BoYang thought to himself: He was wondering what was going on when he learned that Zhou Fu had the butler arranged for the redecoration of the room. As it turned out, Third Uncle had found his son for a while now yet nobody had heard a word about it

By the time Su Han and Zhou Fu had gotten further away from him, Lu BoYang pulled out his cellphone and posted a picture to the chat group. The caption that went along with the picture was: Please opine on this picture.

Needless to say, the uploading of the picture made the chat group blow up again.

Even though the picture was taken stealthily from a distance and only got the side profile of the young man but nobody would believe that this young man was not related with the Lus Housemaster.

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On the other hand, Zhou Fu had brought Su Han over to the east side of the main house.

This is it, Young Sir, said Zhou Fu as he pointed at the middle one of the three only rooms. This one is Mr. Lus bedroom.

And yours is this right next to it.

Su Han, looking at the room that Zhou Fu was pointing at that was separated from Lu Shaos by just a wall, frowned contemptuously.

Are there any other guest bedrooms besides this one? asked Su Han. He did not want to live next door to that man in the very least. Not even for ten days.

Uh, not for the time being, said Zhou Fu with a guilty conscience.

Surely there were many spare rooms at the Lus residence but this one was particularly prepared for you, Young Sir. And also one of the best rooms at the Lus residence.

Su Han appeared to be very suspicious of what Zhou Fu had just told him. He gave him a look then, pointing at the other room, asked, What is this one?

This? This is a piano room, said Zhou Fu.

Su Han was a little bit surprised but acute observation and deep pondering flashed through his eyes.

Pursing his lips a little, he finally nodded and said, Okay, I got it.

Zhou Fu was finally able to let out a sigh of relief after hearing that from Su Han and he opened up the room door for him.

We have prepared this room for you, Young Sir. We hope you like it. There are bed sheets, comforter covers, toiletries, and some change of clothes all readied for you.

There is a study over here. The bedroom is over on this side and the bathroom on the right side of the bedroom, said Zhou Fu as he led Su Han into his room.

It did seem like he was partly showing off.

Mr. Lu did not ask previously but Zhou Fu had started its preparation since the day that he had learned of the young sir.

He had decorated it according to the preference of a 13 ~ 14-year-old boys. He felt that Su Han would appreciate it.

As for what was going through Su Hans mind

He had already been desensitized by Su Ran making him look at so many different decors.

Looking at this so-called bedroom that was at least twice the size of his apartment with the woman, Su Han only had one thought in his mind: Its just a bedroom. What is the point of it being so spacious?