“Reach your arm over . Let me roll your sleeve up for you . ”
It wasn’t cold today at all . She had no idea why Su Han had his sleeves all the day down and buttoned up properly .
If it wasn’t his slightly awkward motion and him purposefully keeping his arms raised up high, Su Ran wouldn’t even have noticed that .
Hearing that, Su Han’s hands froze again .
“That’s not necessary,” said Su Han . Then, he quickly added, “It is fine this way . ”\n“Are you sure? This shirt is very expensive . ” Su Ran knew exactly what to say to her son .
Mainly, she was worried about Su Han not being able to do his best at shrimp peeling .
Taking the opportunity when Su Han was frozen, Su Ran had already pulled over his arm, unbuttoned the button at the cuff, and rolled up his sleeves .
Her action had exposed all of Su Han’s bruises on his lower arm in front of her .
“I said it wasn’t necessary…” Su Han’s sleeve was pushed up by Su Ran before he could stop her .
“How did that happen?” asked Su Ran after her shock had subsided some .
Su Han’s arm was more or less covered entirely in bruises .
There were a few bruises and also a few lesions that she couldn’t tell what they were made from . \n“Did someone beat you up?” asked Su Ran, her tone became nervous reflexively .
Her biggest fear was the blackening of this future big villain . She hoped that Su Han did not run into any situation that would bring about his blackening without her knowing .
“I said no already!” Su Han had no idea why Su Ran was so nervous but he instinctively wanted to avoid talking about this with her .
“It’s none of your business,” said Su Han stiffly as he looked away .
Su Ran: Ugh…
Alright, she had forgotten . The original “Su Ran” would not have cared so much about Su Han . They had only been a few days of fake mother and son since she had transmigrated .
Plus, kids of his age were undergoing their rebellious stage . It’s normal that they didn’t want to share everything with their parents . \nAll she could was to wait and ask about it from time to time in the future .
As Su Ran was deep in thought about how to trick her villain son into telling her the truth, dinner ended during the bizarre silence between the two .
After the fake mother and son duo finished their seafood feast, they walked out of the restaurant .
Su Han was walking a few steps ahead of Su Ran when they left the restaurant .
But, after just a few steps, the kid acted like he had left something behind and turned back around .
Su Ran suddenly felt that her arm had lightened up and the few shopping bags worth of stuff in her hands were all taken over by Su Han .
Su Han kept his head lowered the entire time with a grumpy look on him, very much like how he was the first time Su Ran saw him inside the police station .
Even though he still has a prideful look on him, Su Han was a bit intimidated by the atmosphere when neither one of them were talking .
He should feel relieved that this woman was no longer asking him questions yet he felt an inexplicable nervousness .
As though he had done something wrong but he refused to admit to it…
Shoot! He didn’t do anything wrong . He just didn’t want to share was all .
Even though the atmosphere on their way back was a bit awkward between the two, Su Ran still dragged Su Han into a small traditional clinic and had some Chinese medicinal oil rubbed on Su Han’s bruises .
When the two of them returned to their little district, they happened to run into the owner of a little shop beating his son with a stick about a meter long .
He was scolding him at the same time .
“You little punk! How dare you? I had you watch over the shop and you snuck out? How did I end up with a son like you? You couldn’t get into a university and now you can’t even watch the shop properly?!”