Overlord, he forces Canary to read every day

It was already afternoon when Father Qu returned to the Qu family's villa. As soon as he entered the yard, he ran into Zhou's parents who were about to go out.

"Mr. Qu, are you out?" Zhou's parents greeted.

Over the years, the two of them have maintained a decent relationship, and sometimes they even visit each other.Normally, Dad Qu would stop and chat with the other party, but today he was extra guilty and nodded with a stiff smile.

Ever since he knew that his son liked Zhou Wangzhuo, so much that he fell in love with a boy who looked like Zhou Wangzhuo, Father Qu couldn't face Zhou's parents normally.

But what can be done?

After all, Qu Yushan is his son, and without Zhou Wangzhuo, having Cui Ning by his side is also a kind of comfort to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

But he also felt sorry for Cui Ning, so he asked him out on purpose today.He had nothing else to make up for, only money, but he didn't expect that the child was a simple child, and he refused to accept money anyway.

Father Qu felt even more guilty.

After much deliberation, it was still Qu Yushan's fault.

Zhou's parents said again: "Xiaoyu is back, right? We seem to have seen him just now. We are going to France in two days. Does Xiaoyu need us to bring anything to Wangzhuo?"

Every year, Qu Yushan would ask Zhou's parents to bring things to Zhou Wangzhuo, so Zhou's parents would already ask a question out of habit.

"Yes, I'm back, I'll ask him later." Dad Qu couldn't wait to go back to his room.He entered the house and went to Qu Yushan first.

Qu Yushan is running in the underground gym.

When Dad Qu saw it, he thought that because his son liked Zhou Wangzhuo, he had been worrying about finding a substitute for so many days, and he was busy with other things. His son was fine, and he was working out here as if nothing happened.

He couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Qu Yushan turned around and found that it was his father. He turned back and wiped the sweat with a towel around his neck, "Dad, what are you humming, I'm not back yet? It's you, let me come back before noon, you're not here."

"I have something to do." Qu's father looked at his son's long legs and broad shoulders, and thought of Cui Ning's thin appearance, so he couldn't help frowning.

His son doesn't know how to cook, and the two of them live outside, so there must be nothing good to eat. The Zhou family's parents are going to go abroad soon, so he might as well let Cui Ning come to the house for the New Year.

He remembered that Cui Ning said that his parents were gone.

"Xiao Shan, bring Xiao Ning back for the Chinese New Year." Father Qu said.

"Who?" Qu Yushan hadn't reacted yet.

"Xiao Ning, it's Cui Ning, aren't you two together? The child's parents are gone. It's not good to be alone during the Chinese New Year. You bring him back together."

When Qu Yushan heard this, he turned off his running, and turned to look at his father, "Bring him back for the New Year? Dad, you... are you serious?"

He stuttered, did his dad accept him being with a man so quickly?

This is different from the development in the book.

Father Qu lowered his face and said, "Of course I am serious. Our old Qu family does not allow scumbags to play with other people's feelings. Since you are with Xiao Ning, you must live with each other well. I have already decided, you You must bring Xiao Ning back with you during the Chinese New Year, or you won’t come back either.”

Father Qu didn't tell Qu Yushan what Zhou's parents said, he felt that since he was with Cui Ning, he should stop thinking about Zhou Wangzhuo.

Qu Yushan only stayed at home for three days before being driven to the apartment by Qu's father.Father Qu asked Qu Yushan to bring Cui Ning back with him, and the Zhou family's parents flew to France the second day they lived at home in Qu Yushan to accompany Zhou Wangzhuo to celebrate the New Year.

When Qu Yushan returned to the apartment, Cui Ning was not there, and he didn't see Cui Ning come back until nine o'clock in the evening.

Cui Ning entered the room wrapped in a cold air, and when she saw Qu Yushan sitting on the sofa in the living room, she was stunned, "Mr. Qu, are you back?"

"Well, where have you been? Lazy out to play?" Qu Yushan asked.

Cui Ning was silent for a while before she lowered her eyes and said softly, "I found a part-time job."

Although Qu Yushan gave him a card, he never used the money in that card.

Hearing this answer, Qu Yushan remembered Cui Ning's character design in the original text.Cui Ning is a person with strong self-esteem. In the original text, he refuses to use his money, and works as long as he has time.

It's just that he doesn't have a high degree of education, and the jobs he can do are manual labor.

"You don't need to rush to work. After you graduate from university, there will be endless jobs." Qu Yushan thought of his father's request again, he paused, and then said, "By the way, you will come to New Year's Eve this year." Let's go to my house for the New Year."

He went back to the room after saying this, and didn't notice the change in Cui Ning's expression when he heard this sentence.

France.

Detached villa.

At the dining table, Zhou's family of three were eating. Zhou's father and Zhou's mother hadn't seen their son for a long time, so they couldn't help but chatted a little more. While talking, Zhou's mother mentioned Qu Yushan.

"It's strange this year. Xiaoyu didn't let us bring things to France. It seems that he wants to send them by himself." She only thought that Qu Yushan and Zhou Wangzhuo had a good relationship, and she didn't understand the intrigue.

But she didn't expect that Zhou Wangzhuo, who was still listening to her, would suddenly change his face when these words came out.The dim candlelight from the dining table fell on his face, which was usually a gentle face, but now it looked a little scary.

With a flick of the candle, his eyes were clouded.

Zhou Wangzhuo put down the knife and fork in his hand, leaned back, and the upper half of his face was hidden in the darkness.Zhou's mother felt strange and wanted to talk, but Zhou's father next to him held down his hand first.

"Wanlian." Zhou's father signaled Zhou's mother to stop talking, and then looked at Zhou Wangzhuo, "Wangzhuo, if you are tired, go up and rest first."

Zhou Wangzhuo wiped his lips with a napkin, "I'm not tired, I still want to hear my mother talk about domestic affairs. Mom, do you think Xiaoyu has no presents for me this year?"

Zhou's mother also realized that her words made Zhou Wangzhuo unhappy, so she squeezed out a smile, "Wangzhuo, I just said nonsense, Xiaoyu and you are so close, how could he not give you a gift, it's just... just this year I think something went wrong, do you think Xiao Yu gave you a gift in what year? Every birthday and Chinese New Year, I never miss it."

I gave it in every year, but not this year.

The kiss in the crack of the door seemed to appear before his eyes again.

The minister under the skirt is crushed and enjoyed by others.

Zhou Wangzhuo's eyes turned cold inch by inch, and he put the napkin on the table, "I'm full, parents, please continue to enjoy dinner."

"Wangzhuo!" Zhou's mother had never seen Zhou Wangzhuo so out of style, leaving the table halfway.

But if Zhou Wangzhuo didn't hear about it, he left directly.

Zhou's mother looked at Zhou's father puzzled, "Husband, what do you think is wrong with the child? Isn't it just a gift? You also saw the gift in the living room just now. Is he inferior to Xiaoyu?"

Zhou's father is much more sensitive than Zhou's mother, but he didn't tell his wife directly, he just coaxed: "Okay, don't be angry, Wangzhuo has been busy recently, maybe he is in a bad mood, don't talk to him during this period of time. Tiny Yu."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise upstairs.

Father Zhou felt something was wrong and rushed up immediately. When he rushed to Zhou Wangzhuo's studio, the painting on the wall protected by glass had already been torn apart.

Zhou Wangzhuo took a baseball bat and shattered the glass with one blow.

This painting is about to be sent to an exhibition, and it took Zhou Wangzhuo a year and a half to finish it.

"Wangzhuo." Father Zhou couldn't help calling Zhou Wangzhuo.

Zhou Wangzhuo turned his head when he heard the voice.

"Father, I seem to be ill again." Zhou Wangzhuo said calmly.