1novels Chapter 1195: Your Short Essay Was Quite Good
Chapter 1195: Your Short Essay Was Quite Good
"Great Demon King Uncle?"The man lightly stroked the blue ring on his finger, revealing an inexplicable cold smile: "I guess I deserve that title."
The King coughed as he came downstairs, his handsome and otherworldly face even paler under the sunlight than usual.
The tall man toyed with the blue ring on his finger, the diamond ring dazzling in the sunlight, his cold voice carried a long meaning: "Is this a wasted effort for you?"
The King smiled slightly, noticing the man’s undisguisable dark circles under his eyes, lightly and mercilessly retorting: "Family Head, haven’t you heard the saying, ’Sweep the snow before your own door’? Take care of yourself, and you won’t have nightmares at night."
Tuanzi stood aside, nodding continuously, agreeing with the remark.
Uncle is a big bad guy, not a good person; must have done a lot, a lot of bad things in the past. Do bad things and wait for nightmares!
The man’s face turned grim, not wanting to speak more to the King, he had experienced this King’s ability to leave people speechless before. He glanced at Tuanzi, hands in the pockets of his black suit pants, and walked with long strides towards the outside, throwing out a sentence: "Tuanzi, come home with me, prepare for school tomorrow."
Tuanzi sighed, hugged the King, and then ran to catch up with the man’s steps, heading back to the Feng Family mansion by car.
All the way, Tuanzi’s head was drooping, clearly showing he didn’t want to go back.
The Feng Family mansion is so big, but only two or three people live there; it’s as silent as an abandoned desolate mansion, he dislikes it.
"Uncle, why are there only a few people at home? I heard... from Uncle Wang that the Feng Family mansion used to be full of people." Tuanzi asked the man playing with the ring on his hand, tilting his head.
"... After the incident back in the day, led by the old steward, everyone quit and left with the servants."
Tuanzi shrank his neck at the words.
This uncle must have done something outrageous, otherwise, why would everyone run away? Really a big bad guy.
Tuanzi went back to the Feng Family mansion, and life was as before.
The current steward is not like the steward of his dad and mom’s house, who wears a tailcoat every day, combs his greying hair neatly, even uses hair gel, and always wears bifocals that refract an unusual light; the current steward is skin and bones, his flesh wrapped around his bones, his lips seem like they’re stuck on there, looking all kinds of eerie.
Tuanzi refused the steward’s help to bathe and went to the bathroom to bathe himself.
When he came out wrapped in a small towel from the bathroom, his fair skin showing a layer of blush, he immediately saw that black figure standing by the children’s desk, one hand behind his back, eyes on the holiday workbook.
"Uncle, what are you looking at?!"
The man casually closed the workbook, looked down at his ring, and said blandly: "Guardian checking your holiday homework, any issue with that?"
Tuanzi froze, kept his homework in his backpack like a treasure, glaring at the man defensively.
His homework, dad and mom already checked it, there’s no problem.
Tuanzi raised his chin a bit defiantly and asked the man with a bit of pride: "Uncle didn’t find any mistakes, right?"
The man walked outside, throwing out a comment as he reached the door, speaking indifferent: "No mistakes. Your little essay was well-written."
Tuanzi: "??"
The man went out and took the capsule handed over by the steward, saying coldly: "Thank you, steward."
The skin-and-bones steward worriedly said: "Sir, at this rate of insomnia and nightmares at night, taking sleeping pills isn’t helping, your body won’t take it well; maybe you should go to the hospital for a check-up."