Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 654 - 399: Master Pedro: Raising a Daughter Was a Waste, She’s Totally Unreliable [Second Update]_3
Katherine Collins, with a smile on her face, walked over and hugged him, "Adrian, you’re here. Nora’s playing the bamboo flute, do you need earplugs?"
Glancing down at the person in his arms, Adrian Ford pulled the towel off her head and helped her dry her hair.
At the same time, he turned his head and looked at Pedro Langley, who had previously praised Nora Scott to the skies, and incredulously asked, "Didn’t you say she was a jack of all trades?"
"..."
Pedro Langley ignored him.
Katherine Collins snuggled joyfully in Adrian Ford’s arms.
...
The tune ended.
Nora Scott put down the bamboo flute, raised her hand to touch her ear, ready to hear Julian Linfield’s usual sarcasm.
Unexpectedly, Julian Linfield leisurely finished a pot of tea, remained silent for a moment, glanced over when he heard nothing, and then leaned forward.
He asked, "Play, why did you stop?"
Nora Scott, with a calm expression, said, "Waiting for your critique."
Julian Linfield glared, "Didn’t you see?"
"Hmm?"
’Tch,’ Julian Linfield grumbled irritably, "I’m too lazy to say anything."
Nora Scott laughed.
With the bamboo flute spinning twice in her hand, Nora Scott suddenly thought of something and said, "My boyfriend has a question for you."
"Ask."
"Why don’t you teach me? You waste time with me every day, what’s the point?"
Nora Scott sought out Julian Linfield just so someone would listen, even if he always criticizes after listening.
But like Julian Linfield, who insists on listening to her noise... there must be some reason.
Nora Scott believes that her relationship with Julian Linfield hasn’t reached the point where he would tirelessly listen to her noise. — Even paying students wouldn’t get such dedication from Julian Linfield.
Julian Linfield hummed, but didn’t brush her off, straightforwardly saying, "For your good mindset, it feels comfortable."
"Really?"
"I just like your ’I enjoy playing, enjoy learning, don’t care if it annoys you’ mentality."
It’s unclear whether Julian Linfield was praising or criticizing.
Nora Scott raised her eyebrows, "Just that?"
Julian Linfield sighed, poured himself another cup of tea, drank it all, and said, "Just that!"
"Interesting."
Nora Scott smiled.
Smoothing his beard, Julian Linfield casually said, "There are plenty who cry after a few criticisms, hold grudges after a few comments, or quit learning after a few rejections. I’ve seen many students... there are only a few with a better mindset than you. They are now very successful."
"Then I—"
Julian Linfield quickly interrupted her wishful thinking, "Don’t even think about it, you really have no talent."
Nora Scott didn’t mind, instead she found it funny.
She said, "My good mindset is because I don’t rely on this for a living."
Julian Linfield added with a hum, "Also because you don’t love it."
"Eh."
Nora Scott was indifferent.
"The more you care, the more anxious you become."
"You’ve loved it for so long, weren’t you overly anxious in your youth?" Nora Scott supported her chin with one hand, curiously asking, "Is pursuing a serene life now actually a counteract because of previous year’s suppression?"
With droopy eyelids, Julian Linfield paused, then countered, "Have you ever thought of secluding yourself?"
After mulling it over, Nora Scott thoughtfully said, "I seem to have always lived the life I want."
Julian Linfield ground his teeth, "How can you be so annoying?"
"So young folks should do what they want right away to avoid regret in old age." Nora Scott muttered casually while shaking her bamboo flute.
"Humph."
Julian Linfield glared at her across the screen.
Nora Scott shrugged.
With a wave of his hand, Julian Linfield stretched his hand over, suddenly becoming wilful, "I’m not listening anymore, practice on your own."
As he spoke, he cut off the video.
Nora Scott was baffled.
...
With no one to listen, Nora Scott practiced listlessly, blowing twice intermittently, then set the bamboo flute aside and walked out of the study.
In the living room, Adrian Ford and Pedro Langley sat together, Pedro Langley holding a tablet, talking to Adrian Ford about military drones, Nora overheard a few terms but didn’t pay much attention, and strolled off to the kitchen.
"Almost ready."
Katherine Collins wandered around in the kitchen, hearing someone arrive, spoke first, then turned her head to look over.
Her voice was a bit louder than usual.
Seeing Nora Scott, Katherine Collins was momentarily stunned, "Nora, are you finished practicing?"
"Hmm."
Nora Scott nodded slightly.
Katherine Collins instinctively reached for the earplugs, thinking of Pedro Langley’s advice, felt a bit embarrassed.
"Pedro Langley gave them?"
Recognizing the style of her earplugs, Nora Scott narrowed her eyes.
"...Hmm."
Katherine Collins felt rather guilty.
"Oh."
Nora Scott responded, glancing toward the living room.
Pedro Langley seemed to sense it and, in the pause between speaking, happened to look over here and met Nora Scott’s gaze. Somehow, without Nora saying a word, Pedro Langley realized something, and suddenly felt a bit of a headache.
