My Son Might Be A Villain

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And check on her son’s homework every day.

Even though the truth was Su Han finishing his own homework; working on his vocabularies; then proceeding onto more exercises.
All Su Ran did was sat next to him while playing on her cellphone quietly.

In addition to all those, she also needed to practice on her electronic piano of a very popular brand daily.

To the very well experienced Master Su, a semi-final was not much to be nervous about.
That being said, performance on a piano wasn’t all about experience, she needed to practice on the agility of her fingers and keep herself in good shape as well.

When she was alone, she enjoyed practicing on her piano at night.
Now that she worried about distracting Su Han, she had switched to practicing in the day time, when Su Han was out of the house.

“Okay.
I won’t keep you any longer then,” said Lu Shao.

“What you had mentioned earlier…”

“No rush.”

***

Inside the study at the Lu’s residence, Lu Shao pondered as he continued to look at the cellphone that had already been disconnected.

Zhou Fu walked inside of the study after a little while.

“You asked for me, Sir?”

“There is a piano competition at City N on the 28th of this month?” asked Lu Shao.

“Yes.” Zhou Fu thought about it for a little and said, “It is a semi-final, to be precise…”

As for how Zhou Fu, an assistant who helped with taking care of the finances of the Lu family, knew so much about this.
That was because the Song’s Corporation was one of their biggest sponsors.

In fact, Third Young Master’s Shengding Entertainment seemed to be one of the sponsors as well.

“Mmm.” Lu Shao merely lifted his brows when Zhou Fu brought up Song’s and Shengding and didn’t seem to be bother by it much.

“Go and get me a schedule of events and their venues,” said Lu Shao.

That request surprised Zhou Fu.
As he was wondering why the request differed from what he was expecting, he saw the tenderness in Lu Shao’s eyes and also recalled the very fancy piano room that was currently being built in their house.
An idea flashed past his mind.

“Sir, you mean…”

Zhou Fu was only half way through what he was saying when Lu Shao gave him a look.