Happy! The stepmother of a wealthy family will lie down and count money

Chapter 532 Too hasty

When Lin Qingchuan got home, the downstairs was quiet, which meant that no one was watching TV in the living room today.

"Young Master, would you like a midnight snack?"

Butler Lin suddenly appeared, but Lin Qingchuan was not frightened at all and remained calm: "What's for supper tonight? Where's my mom?"

"There is old duck soup, wonton dumplings, and a portion of red date millet porridge. My wife is in the studio."

Two seconds after Butler Lin finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and added before Lin Qingchuan could speak, "Oh, and there's also the sweet and spicy duck bones that Madam brought back this afternoon."

"But I heard from the young master that it's too spicy and may not be suitable for a midnight snack alone."

Lin Qingchuan guessed the reason for this sentence almost the next second after hearing it.

Ninety-nine percent of the time, it was because Yu Jingmo had no restraint in eating that Lin Hui specifically mentioned this.

"Then I want an order of dumplings," he paused, "and a duck rack."

"Okay, wait a moment, young master."

Just as Butler Lin turned around to go to the kitchen, he heard some noise on the stairs and walked faster.

But it's still not as fast as the propagation of sound:

"Uncle Lin, I want one too!"

The sound was not loud, and was even slightly subdued, but they could still hear it clearly from their position.

Steward Lin rarely smiled bitterly, "Madam, the young master has told you not to eat anymore."

Yu Jingmo had already come down the stairs. Hearing this, he turned and looked at Lin Qingchuan.

Suddenly he had a bad feeling, and before he could say anything, he saw a huge smile on that very handsome face.

"I said the wrong thing. I meant to give Xiaochuan another one. You can't taste anything with one."

Lin Qingchuan had a blank expression on his face: "I think one is enough."

Yu Jingmo's eyes were dim, "Really?"

“…Two, maybe.”

Steward Lin looked up at the second floor, coughed lightly and said nonchalantly, "Okay, young master."

This time, Butler Lin went to the kitchen unhindered, and Yu Jingmo smiled and pulled Lin Qingchuan to sit in the dining room.

I poured him a glass of water myself and said, "My dear, let me ask you something."

Lin Qingchuan held the glass of water, not knowing whether he should drink it.

Yu Jingmo seemed not to notice the alertness in the boy's eyes. He put down the kettle and said, "I heard that your school will have a cultural performance on the last day of the anniversary celebration. Do you have any ideas?"

Lin Qingchuan shook his head simply, "No."

Yu Jingmo was not surprised. Lin Qingchuan was not the type of person who liked to join in the fun. She asked this question just to lead to the next step.

"I went to your school today and talked to your teacher Wu."

After waiting for a while, there was no follow-up, and finally Lin Qingchuan couldn't help but ask: "What did you say?"

Yu Jingmo didn't continue to keep the secret, "Of course I'm praising you. Your head teacher thinks highly of you."

There was no expression on Lin Qingchuan's face, he just pursed his lips slightly.

"The results of your quiz yesterday are out. Do you want to know?"

Lin Qingchuan remained as still as a mountain this time, and said calmly: "I roughly know."

"……hehe."

Yu Jingmo smiled with his lips pulled but his heart was not smiling. This kind of "showing off" from the top student without knowing it is the most hurtful!

Lin Qingchuan felt a chill on his back, and added very tactfully: "But I don't know the exact score. Have you seen the test paper?"

Yu Jingmo reluctantly accepted this question, which was considered a sign of weakness. "I saw it. 150."

The tone was so cold that it seemed like he was saying 250.

Lin Qingchuan didn't know how to react for a moment. Should he pretend to be surprised or be slightly surprised but not too fake...

As for not giving him any response at all, I no longer dared to consider it.

Yu Jingmo had a stern face. When he noticed Lin Qingchuan's conflicted look, the corners of his lips curled up, then quickly flattened again.

He said calmly, "I heard from your teacher Wu that you never participated in these activities before because you thought they were too noisy?"

Seeing that she didn't dwell on the fact that he had just ruined the fun, he answered positively: "That's about it. I don't want to join in the fun."

"So you don't reject it either?"

Lin Qingchuan nodded hesitantly.

Yu Jingmo finally smiled a little, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't we give it a try this time? Maybe it will be a unique memory in the future."

Cultural performances are something that Lin Qingchuan has never missed in every stage of his life from kindergarten to college, but it goes without saying that he has been almost absent from them in the past decade or so of his life.

"Of course it depends on you. If you really don't want to, don't force yourself."

Lin Qingchuan didn't hesitate for too long this time, and only asked: "Are you and Dad going to go and see it then?"

Yu Jingmo thought for a moment and said, "I'm fine, but your dad may not be sure yet."

But it was the weekend, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Lin Qingchuan said "oh" and didn't seem to care much, "Then I'll sign up for a piano solo."

Yu Jingmo felt that this might be too ordinary for Shenghua's art performance, but after thinking about it, he couldn't expect Lin Qingchuan to perform skits with others. Being willing to sign up was already a big step!

"Okay, then you should practice more during this period, and you will definitely gain a lot of fans!"

Lin Qingchuan's expression was indescribable when he heard this: "...That's not necessary."

The decision just now seemed a bit hasty.