My Son Might Be A Villain

"What strange series have you been watching recently?" Although he glanced at Su Ran with contempt, Su Han still took the two boxes in Su Ran's hand and removed the outer packaging of the two boxes.

First, the one from Zhou Fu.

Open it up, it's a watch.

The style is very simple and looks unremarkable. However, Su Ran was also a well-known master at the beginning, and he still has some knowledge.

This quick watch, the value is not low.

After that, Su Han reluctantly opened another box.

A rectangular box with a pen lying quietly in it.

Judging from the style of the pen body and the color on it, this pen should be very old.

A visibly worn pen? To be honest, based on Su Ran's knowledge, I really didn't find anything special about this pen, except that it was engraved with numbers and letters when it was opened.

Not only Su Ran, but Su Han was also taken aback when he saw the pen inside.

"Hey, who still writes with a pen now?" Su Han commented with great contempt. After all, he put the pen and the box into the box, obviously intending to hide the gift.

If Zhou Fu was still here, he would definitely be very resentful.

This pen is no ordinary pen.

This was handed down by the ancestors of the Lu family. Although it has no practical use, this pen has been passed down from generation to generation and has long since become a symbol of the head of the Lu family, which is of great significance.

As for the series of numbers engraved on the pen, it is even more incredible.

There is a rule in the Lu family. Every time the head of the family is in power, half of the funds at that time must be deposited in Bank R. Now that it has been passed down from generations, it is already a very huge amount, and one of the keys is exactly It's the string of characters on the pen.

Of course, it is impossible for the mother and son of the Su family to know these things.

Seeing that Su Han was just mocking it as usual, and didn't really dislike the gift from Lu Shao, Su Ran was relieved.

...

In the evening, when Su Han went downstairs to throw out the garbage, looking at the "cake" in the bag, he couldn't help but dug out a lump of it with his fingers and put it in his mouth.

Sweet.

Su Han was still hesitating. When he wanted to come again, he looked up and saw the car parked not far away and the man who was getting out of the car.

"What are you here for?" Su Han looked at Lu Shao, who was much taller than himself, and said bluntly.

"Today is your 13th birthday?" Lu Shao asked.

"Knowingly asking," Su Han frowned and said, "What do you want to say."

"Do you know what birthday means?" Lu Shao asked back.

"What else can I do, it's a year closer to my adulthood."

Without judging whether Su Han's words were right or wrong, Lu Shao's eyes sank, looking at the young man in front of him.

"Means you should know more."

Lu Shao said, looked at Su Han very seriously, and said, "I hope you can understand what responsibility is, now, you have important people by your side, and in the future, you will grow into a man, you will also There will be a family that belongs to you, and I hope you will take up that responsibility at any time."

"I hope you can learn to be calm in the face of things. It's hard to avoid impulses when you are young. However, impulses can't give you any help, it will only affect your judgment."

"I hope you are strong. Only by learning to be strong can you always protect the people you want to protect."

"I hope you are brave. Maybe there will be many difficulties in your life that you feel insurmountable and insurmountable, but it is useless to escape. When you face him, you will find that it is actually nothing."

"I hope you will be decisive, because, in many cases, the reality will not give you so much time to consider or hesitate..."

"I'm not talking about dying words..." Su Han lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

Lu Shao: ...

"Cough, I know what you said, now you can go back to your own place? Even if it's not scary at night, it's not good to scare the flowers and plants..." Su Han turned around, full of voices said disdainfully.

"What's in your hand?"

"Uh, trash." He almost forgot to throw it away.

"And cake."

"give it to me."

The author has something to say: 1. There is too much content in this chapter, so I have written it now. If you feel that the plot is a bit too much, please bear with me~

2. Tomorrow I will finally write about Su Tuo, who has been talking about it for a long time, hahaha

3. This chapter: Therefore, it is reasonable to say that a father's love is like a mountain, quiet but deep

Chapter 44 Travel

"Son, check if the socket in the room is turned off."

"Child, have you packed all your clothes? Bring them over and I'll put them in the box."

"By the way, bring some more underwear."

"Hey, Su Han, did you see the small bag I put on the washbasin yesterday?"

...

In the old-fashioned residential building, early in the morning on the big weekend, I heard the constant voices of the Su family's mother and son.

To be precise, there was only Su Ran's voice.

"By the way, there are also two steamed buns on the table. You can also put them in a bag and take them away one by one later."

Su Ran's voice came from the room.

"Oh." Su Han replied

With a bang, he glanced at the two steamed buns left over from breakfast on the table, and without thinking too much, he took a bag and put it as Su Ran said.