My Son Might Be A Villain

Seeing Su Han turning around and about to go back to the couch, Su Ran called out, "Hey, wait, that one is mine. The larger one is for you."

Seeing that Su Han wasn't moving, Su Ran said, "Take that one."

After a few seconds, Su Han stiffly said, "No need."

"What do you mean no need? I ordered based on how much we could each eat." The original owner's brain didn't have many memories of Su Han, but Su Ran had gone to some high-level schools for music exchanges. Some of those schools had been middle schools, so Su Ran knew that boys of Su Han's approximate size would have large appetites.

Seeing that Su Han still didn't make a move, Su Ran took the takeout container from his hand and replaced it with the larger takeout container.

"Eat up." Su Ran didn't have experience with talking or coaxing children, so she could only speak to him in the simple and straightforward way that she and her little assistants would converse. 

Soon after, she thought of something and added, "You'll digest food better sitting at the table than on the couch. Come over here and eat at the table."

Su Han finally reacted a little bit.

Holding the takeout container, Su Han walked to the other side of the table and sat down across from Su Ran. With his head lowered, he opened the lid and started to quietly eat.

Even as Su Han was chewing and swallowing, the muscles on his face remained tense. If the other party wasn't eating so quickly, Su Ran would have questioned if the noodles tasted bad.

Glancing at Su Han, she saw that his head was almost buried in the takeout container. Initially, Su Ran wanted to remind him if you kept your head so low, dandruff might fall into the food. But when she saw redness in Su Han's eyes, Su Ran stopped.

My god, how badly had the original owner starved her son? He was supposed to become a big villain in the future, but right now, he would tear up just from a bowl of noodles.

Although, this restaurant did have really good noodles.

At first, Su Han was eating very quickly, but he eventually slowed down. In the end, Su Han and Su Ran finished eating and put down their chopsticks at the same time.

Not waiting for Su Ran to clean up, Su Han quickly stood up, deftly stacked the takeout containers, and placed them inside the bag. Then, he turned around and tossed the bag into the garbage can by the door.

He had done this in one go. There wasn't a gap in his movements that would allow Su Ran to offer to help.

Su Ran: Uh...

"I'll go look for your stuff."

Su Ran couldn't put herself into the role of a substitute mother. She had brought Su Han back, but it felt more like she had gained a roommate. 

Anyways, it was only right to show a little concern and care to a new roommate.

Before Su Han could say no, Su Ran had already gone back to the bedroom.

Su Han followed after her. When he reached the doorway, he pursed his lips and hesitated with going further into the room.

In the past, his mother hadn't allowed him to enter her room because she was worried he might break her slightly valuable things or something would go missing.

A little while later, Su Ran came out of the bedroom.

"Umm, so I found all of your stuff. Go look and see what's still usable. If you're missing anything, let's go buy it tomorrow."

After saying, she suddenly thought of something and embarrassment appeared on her face.

"Actually, let's go now."

According to the original owner's memories, she had used Su Han's toothbrush to clean her shoes. 

"I can buy what I need myself," Su Han stiffly said as he turned his head to the side.

Hearing his response, Su Ran looked at Su Han.

Opps, she had forgotten this son had "a large amount of money." He could even afford to treat someone to takeout.