My Son Might Be A Villain

Their family of four used to live together, but his mother had been sleeping poorly as of late and he and his sister have a heavy school load. In order to not have them disturb their mother, their father had the two of them moved to the unit across. 

Their mother would be able to hear the piano from their old home.

He didn’t feel that Instructor Li was able to teach him and his sister much, which was why he just had her play the piano for a couple of hours. It was mostly for the sake of his mother. 

“Oh, is that so? Now I get it,” said Su Ran. 

Su Ran felt a bit relaxed hearing that the male and female leads still lived in the unit across from them. As for what Song Yi’an had said after that, she was in no mood to listen to him right now. 

Su Ran gave Song Yi’an a cautious look and felt very heavy hearted. 

So this was the male lead’s son who would be mightier than his dad in the extras and hold her villain son down and rub his face on the ground. 

No wonder she felt that the child was so good looking when she first walked in. 

He was the child of the male and female leads. Of course he was good looking. 

At most, Song Yi’an’s nose resembled that of the female lead a little bit. Other than that, he looked like an exact clone of the male lead. 

And she didn’t realize that right away!

Had she realized it sooner, she’d for sure turn around and make her escape. 

But now, Su Ran only hoped that the 2 hours would be up soon and she could wrap up and take off. And that the male and female leads wouldn’t show up during this time. 

“Are you alright, Instructor Su. Is something wrong?” Noticing Su Ran’s look, Song Yi’an felt odd and asked. 

Sure enough, the male lead and the villain who’d be archnemesis of each other have a lot in common. Su Han was sharp and so was this Sung Yi’an in front of her.

“Ahem, no, nothing, what I wanted to say was…

“Ugh, Reminiscences de Don Juan is not appropriate for kids your age.” Even though she just wanted to muddle it through, when it came to the topic of music, she was still very serious. “Yes, playing a more difficult piece can help improve your technique, but a complete work requires more than just technique alone. Technique is more like a fancy shell without the soul. The soul of a piece of work needs to be perceived and injected by you.

“As for Reminiscences de Don Juan, you are not quite ready for a soul like that with your current experiences and what you have been through. That was what was lacking in your performance of this piece.” Su Ran tried to say it in the best tone that she could muster.

She constantly reminded herself in her head that this is the male lead’s son. This is the male lead’s son. He was not someone that they could afford to offend. 

Otherwise, she would have explained in her usual blunt and ruthless style. 

“Hmm, I understand now. Thank you, Instructor Su,” replied Song Yi’an earnestly. 

“Uh huh. Good. I think it’s about time. Let’s just call it a day.”

“Oh, alright. I will walk you out, Instructor Su.”

“No, no, it’s alright. I can walk downstairs on my own.” Su Ran had already pulled the door open and walked toward the staircase as she declined him. 

She wouldn’t dare to have the big boss, who could squash her and her son like ants whether it was now or later, walk her out. 

When Su Ran got downstairs, Housekeeper Wuwas already waiting there for her. She walked up to Su Ran affectionately when she saw her.

“Instructor Su, you are done with today’s lesson, right?” asked Housekeeper Wu with a smile. 

She might not know much about music, but she could catch bits and pieces during the class and felt that the acoustic sounded much better than usual. 

Sometimes high, sometimes low, it had truly touched her. 

“Um, yes.” Su Ran smiled and replied as she looked at the direction of the front door, looking very anxious.

“Thank you so much for your time. Would Instructor Su care to take a break first before you take off? I can get you some tea, unless you prefer milk or juice? 

“Oh, that. No, it’s alright.” She just wanted to get out as soon as possible. She didn’t have the guts to sit around in the male lead’s territory.