Chapter is up, my dear readers ^^ I kept my promise, yeahhhh

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Luhan’s POV

Everyone one in the house could hear a loud screeching of a car that stopped in front of the mansion. A loud bang of the car door followed a little later, making everyone shivered. Then there’s Luhan standing at the entrance door with a murderous look on, everybody who saw him with this kind of look always that he’s cute, but this time no one dared to because his aura is just too scary.

“Where are all the maids? Why don’t you come and greet me?” hearing the loud screaming from their young master, all of the maids hurried over and bow down while standing in a straight line with a perfect 90o bowing.

“Good morning, young master. Welcome back” all of the maids said in unison making me a bit happier than when I just arrived. I’m not always whinning, complaining, or a pushy person but this morning I just feel like I can kill someone without feeling guilty at all.

“Good! Where’s my parent?” I asked with a little cold kind of tone

“They’re eating breakfast in the dining room, young master Luhan” the head maid replied with a smile then bow down again

I nodded my head and walked pass them all.

“Go back to work” I said while walking to dining room

At dining room

“Morning mum, dad” I said kissing my mum on the cheek then gave my dad a grin

I sat down on a chair and waiting for my breakfast to be served. I was in deep thoughts about what happened this morning when I could feel my mum shaking my arm.

“Why, mum?” I asked while looking at my mum curiosly

“Eat your breakfast Luhan-ah. Why are you in deep thoughts in this early morning?” mum asked with concern voice making me feel guilty for going out without permission, that’s not my entire fault though. It’s Kris fault that he dragged me there.

I just wanted to tell everything to my parent but I swallowed back, not wanting to disappoint them.

“It’s nothing omma, I’m just having a nightmare and kinda slept on the wrong side of the bed” I smiled a bit to assure her

Omma nodded with a relieved sigh while patting my back softly. I turned to see my dad smile at me too then went back to drink his coffee and reading his newspaper. I was eating my food when omma asking me a question that made me cough

“Where did you sleep last night?” mum asked with an innocent face making me wonder if she knew or if she didn’t know about me staying out last night

“Why are you asking me this omma? I’m in my room, of course. Where else could I be?” I said with my eyes turning left and right, looking for an escaping way

“Really? Well, I called many times but you won’t answer and your door is locked, I thought you’re going out, son” this time my dad is the one saying

“Of course, I’m at home appa. Didn’t you have to go to work? Have a nic