My Son Might Be A Villain

However, there were also piles of takeaway boxes, used tissues, and the remains of cosmetics.

The shading newspapers that had been attached to the windows were torn off, allowing sunlight to filter into the house. The windows were swept, the floors were swept, and the tabletops were spotlessly wiped.

Therefore, Su Han's second reaction was that the house had become clean.

Not only is it clean, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is empty.

In the original owner's house, apart from clothes and cosmetics, there were few necessities of life. After being thrown away by Su Ran, it didn't even look like there were humans living there.

However, even in such an empty and unpopular room, Su Han felt a warm feeling in his heart that he had never felt before.

"What about your stuff?"

"threw."

"..." Why is it more expensive than before?

Su Han frowned.

"You shouldn't eat at the police station in the afternoon, right? What do you want to eat? Noodles or rice." Su Ran walked into the kitchen and asked without receiving Su Han's dislike.

"Rice." Su Han replied subconsciously.

"Let's eat noodles."

"Then why are you asking me!" Su Han was a little angry, and he didn't want to eat this family's food.

"I'll ask if it's a conversation habit, but there's no rice at home." She doesn't actually know how to cook.

"Whatever."

After a while, Su Ran came out again, "It seems that there is no noodles."

Before, the assistant would prepare these things in her refrigerator, but she forgot for a while that the original owner had not used the kitchen for several years.

"..."

"Then you can order takeout." Those who couldn't finish eating just sent him a little.

This has always been the case in the past.

"No, let's go out to eat and have a big meal."

"Do you have money?"

He will not forget that he was at the police station this afternoon, and finally reached an agreement to compensate 200 yuan. The woman also negotiated with the other party for a long time, and the price was 167 yuan5.

"Then let's order takeout." The 9,000 yuan in the original owner's wallet, the credit card, the rent, water and electricity were paid, and there was indeed not much left.

"Forget it, let's go, go out to eat, I'll invite you." Su Han stood up, glanced at Su Ran contemptuously, and said.

He still has 120 yuan left to work in the hot pot restaurant, so let's pay back part of her 167.5 yuan first.

Chapter 9 Eating Pho

Although the cheap son succeeded in making Su Ran handsome with the attitude of #I spend money to treat guests, you can just order#, but after some one-sided discussions, the two finally ordered takeout.

When the takeaway arrived, Su Ran was looking for Su Han's things.

The original owner's things were thrown away by her, while Su Han's and the few things that looked normal were temporarily stuffed into the cabinet in the room.

Su Han took the takeaway. Su Han frowned when he took over the heavy takeout that smelled of food.

"It's getting more and more expensive." Su Han muttered.

"What did you say?" Su Ran, who was still wearing clothes, vaguely heard Su Han's voice outside.

"It's nothing." Su Han quickly replied, "The takeaway has arrived."

With that said, Su Han regained his indifference, put the takeaway on the only table in the house, then turned around and walked towards the sofa beside him.

When Su Ran came out, he saw this scene: The takeaway was completely placed on the table, while Su Han sat on the sofa with his head down and silent, as if there was an invisible dimensional wall between the two.

Is it because the food is not tempting enough, or the hunger is not enough, so that this teenager is so indifferent to the takeaway in front of him?

"The takeaway is here, why don't you eat it?" Su Ran asked strangely.

The plastic mother and son had been strangers for more than ten years, and they were not broken because of a few awkward chats in the past two days. Therefore, Su Ran didn't think that Su Han would wait for her and the two to eat together.

Su Ran originally asked casually, but when he heard Su Ran's words, Su Han seemed to have been tapped, and his posture froze, and then a sneer flashed across his stubborn face.

The magnitude was small, but Su Ran, who had a vision of 5.2, saw it.

The villain, it is rare for children to be cute, and it is possible that the ending will not be so miserable when they receive a box lunch in the future.

I don't know who to learn these unflattering expressions from. Is it the original owner?

Thinking of the original owner, Su Ran was also stunned.

!

How could she forget about it.

When the original owner ordered takeout before, he always picked up the ones he liked, and never bought Su Han's.

Every time, after the original owner had eaten and drank enough, he would go out with a coquettish bag, until the original owner left and the sound of the high heels faded away, a small figure came out from the corner of the room and pulled off some leftovers on the table. .

Thinking of such a picture, Su Ran felt a burst of chest tightness, shortness of breath, and soaring blood pressure.

You Qi took over the memory of the original owner and let her know that those leftovers were not reserved for Su Han at all, it was simply "Su Ran" who was in a hurry to go out and was too lazy to throw it away.

Even a bystander couldn't stand the original owner's treatment of this son. If it weren't for the fact that she was using this body now, Su Ran would have had the heart to pull the original owner out and whip the corpse.

"What are you still doing there? I called for the two of us.

, Come and eat, hurry up, this pho is really good, but it doesn't taste good when it's cold. "Su Ran said in a normal tone as possible, when Su Han looked over, he had already concealed the sympathy and distress in his eyes.