Chapter 289 \nTitle: My Son Might be a Villain\n
Translator: Fringe CapybaraChapter 289 – Su Ran had hoped that Su Han could do down the musical path as well but it was looking likely. (4)
“Do you think the timing is too harsh?” Li Yan frowned a little when she looked at the rules.
From the perspective of the show, this idea would bring in a lot of interest.
Nevertheless, from the perspective of music, on the other hand, the time was too short.
“Not necessarily,” said Su Ran very objectively.
The competition only asked for a segment of a piece, not an entire piece or symphony.
Many music pieces were something that just occurred to someone in the heat of a moment.
Back in her previous life, many times when Su Ran was inside her house/studio, she could write a piece while sitting in her tub when the inspiration struck her.
Of course, even Su Ran would struggle a lot on one piece.\n
For example, the piece that she had never completed before she had transmigrated.
Su Ran could honestly say that she had been so indulged in the creation of that piece that she hadn’t forgotten to eat or sleep. Nevertheless, she still felt that it was missing something. Every time that she got close, her inspiration would come to a halt.
A few of her seniors in the field had told her in the past that she lacked emotions.
Unfortunately, Su Ran had watched many crazy dramas but had yet to discover that part.
Came to think about it, she seemed to have find a little more inspiration toward that piece……
“Su Ran.”
“Su Ran?”
“Huh? What is it?”
“Nothing, just noticed that you were in a zone. What is it? Are you missing Xiao Han and his dad?” asked Li Yan with a smile.\n“A little bit.”
Su Ran was thinking about her piece earlier but, after Li Yan had mentioned it, Su Ran felt that she did miss her son a little.
Recalling that pitiful look on her son when he was leaving, Su Ran found it comical but also, at the same time, was a little sad that he was gone.
Seemingly, for a fraction of a second, she thought about Lu Shao.
It was all but one second though.
Then it was back to Su Han all over again.
***
Inside of the Lu’s plane.
Glancing over at Su Han, who had been quiet since they had gotten inside of the car, Lu Shao’s eyes flickered around a little.\nVisit wuxiaworld.eu for extra chapters.
“You are already 13 years old,” Lu Shao reminded him out of the blue?
“What are you trying to say?” Su Han, recollecting himself when he heard him, gave Lu Shao and stare and asked.
“Don’t be so clingy to your mother,” said Lu Shao in a deep voice, his look very serious.
“I.” His words made Su Han frowned. He gave Lu Shao an unhappy stare and retorted, “I am not clingy to my mother.”
You, on the other hand, really didn’t think I didn’t see that longing look on you when we left?
Su Han grumbled to himself in his mind as he stared at Lu Shao.
“I just worry about her,” said Su Han dully.
Lu Shao chuckled when he heard that.
“Zhou Fu stayed behind in City N. Your mother will be fine.”
“Rather.” Lu Shao paused. His eyes dimmed a little and he said, “You should worry about yourself after we got back.”
\nLu Shao’s words came out of nowhere, seemingly very random. Nevertheless, Su Han could tell the solemnness in his voice.
He gave Lu Shao a peculiar look, frowned, and couldn't help but ask, “What do you mean by that?”
Lu Shao gave Su Han a nonchalant look. Finally, lowering his eyes, Lu Shao did not elaborate to Su Han.
“When we get back, you just go back to school and don’t wander around if you have any reasons to. I’ll pick you up after school. Just ignore any random people,” said Lu Shao with a deep voice.
The latest news that Lu Shao had received was that the Su family had returned to City B.
***
Lu Shao had done a lot to suppress the information and news on Su Ran, especially the part about Su Han.
Even though many had speculated that as Su Ran was Madam Lu and that she had been married to the patriarch of the Lu family for many years, there should be children between the two of them but those remained nothing more than just speculations.
The outsiders were not able to find any traces of evidences whether a young master existed.