Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!-Chapter 87: It’s Especially Good Because It’s Just That Good
Nana Sutton stayed abroad for so many years, so her English is definitely more proficient than her Chinese.
But her Chinese isn’t bad either.
She probably knows Thea Shaw can’t speak English, did it on purpose, and now reacted with a surprised look: "Ah, I forgot my cousin can’t speak English."
In families like theirs, not knowing English seems to be a major embarrassment.
There was a hint of disdain in Nana Sutton’s voice. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Cousin Eric Sutton curiously asked Thea Shaw in Chinese: "Cousin, do you really not know any English?"
Mrs. Sutton forced a smile, worriedly looked at Thea Shaw, but Thea Shaw responded calmly: "I know a little. In our rural area, the English curriculum only covers the basics; I’ve only started learning since I came back recently."
Nana Sutton switched to Chinese and continued: "It’s not just that you don’t know English, right? What about piano, violin? Horseback riding, golf?"
Mr. Sutton couldn’t help but scold: "Nana!"
Thea Shaw used to live in the countryside, where was there the opportunity to learn those things?
Vincent Sutton saw Mr. Sutton about to lose his temper and even if he spoils his daughter, he still needs her to know her limits: "Alright, Nana, not knowing these things is normal, not everyone has the conditions you had growing up."
This was also meant to help Thea Shaw, but however she heard it, it wasn’t comforting, not to mention Mr. Sutton and Mrs. Sutton.
Only the supermodel wife, who didn’t understand Chinese, looked blankly at their tense atmosphere.
Having been the successor to the Great National Master for a long time, Thea Shaw usually remained calm, but no one dared to be so brazen in front of her. She raised her eyes lightly, curled her lips, and said: "I haven’t learned those Western things my cousin mentioned, of course, I don’t know them. The extra courses I took since childhood were some of our traditional Chinese practices, like playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting."
"Cousin, can you play the guzheng or pipa? Can you play Go? Can you write calligraphy? Can you paint? At the very least, I’ve learned feng shui and face reading. If you want, cousin, I can take a look for you?"
Nana Sutton’s eyes widened: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
All this talk of guzheng, pipa, and the like!
She is somewhat familiar with Western instruments like the violin, piano, and cello but isn’t exactly proficient, after all, she’s not a genius.
As for the others, she hasn’t really come across them.
And what is this about feng shui and face reading?
Vincent Sutton looked at Thea Shaw with some surprise: "You know feng shui?"
Thea Shaw gently smiled: "Just a little."
Both Mr. Sutton and Mrs. Sutton were a bit surprised as well; do they usually learn zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting over there? How come Thea never mentioned it?
Vincent Sutton laughed heartily, immediately interested: "Why don’t you have a look for me?"
Thea Shaw glanced at Vincent Sutton: "..."
She paused for a moment and then said: "Uncle has a good face."
It’s just...
The offspring aspect suggests he should only have one son and one daughter, but now he has three sons...
Uh...
In that instant, Thea Shaw seemed to see a green aura over her uncle’s head.
Vincent Sutton was, of course, not satisfied with her evasiveness: "What’s so good about it?"
Thea Shaw: "It’s especially good because it’s so exceptionally good."
Vincent Sutton: "..."
Nana Sutton could tell something was off and couldn’t help but laugh: "Dad, you don’t really believe her, do you? She basically didn’t say anything."
Now it was clear to everyone she was targeting Thea Shaw, and Mrs. Sutton couldn’t say much about it, so she changed the topic: "Brother, let’s have dinner first, don’t mess around with the kids."
Vincent Sutton was somewhat reluctant: "This isn’t messing around. Didn’t Thea say she knows face reading?"
But, ultimately, it’s inappropriate to quarrel with a child.
