Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

"Save your mushy stuff for your girl," Xia Mi shrugged. "We need to hurry, or it'll be dawn."

"Oh……"

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips, suddenly realizing that the Dragon King was indeed ruthless.

Because Xia Mi's strength had not yet recovered, Lu Mingfei naturally had to carry her downstairs. Lu Mingfei squatted down by the window, and Xia Mi's soft body gently pressed against Lu Mingfei's back, her hands hooking around Lu Mingfei's neck.

As Lu Mingfei pushed off with his legs and stood up, he suddenly heard Xia Mi's flirtatious voice in his ear:

"By the way, senior brother, who do you think is prettier, me or Senior Sister Liu Miaomiao?"

……

Chapter 164 A Little Interaction Just Between the Two of Us

"By the way, senior brother, who do you think is prettier, me or senior sister Liu Miaomiao?" Xia Mi's clear voice came from beside my ear.

Lu Mingfei had just helped Xia Mi bend over when he was frozen in place by those words.

How did Xia Mi become so bad, following Liu Miaomiao's example? No, this little dragon girl was always much more cunning than Liu Miaomiao!

But then he thought about how Xiaolongnu had overheard all those cheesy things he'd said to Liu Miaomiao...

No, no! Absolutely not! It would be so embarrassing!

"What are you doing here, meddling in this mess!" Lu Mingfei snorted.

"Senior brother, don't change the subject!"

Xia Mi said in a seductive, light voice, her pink lips almost touching Lu Mingfei's ear: "I just want to hear Senior Brother tell me the answer in his heart."

"I won't tell!" Lu Mingfei refused without hesitation.

"Tch!" Xia Mi scoffed dismissively. "Even if you didn't say it, I would know that I am definitely prettier."

"Are all the Dragon Kings as inexplicably confident as you?" Lu Mingfei asked without turning his head, carrying Xia Mi on his back as he began to climb through the window.

"This isn't confidence. This is logical analysis!"

Xia Mi shook her finger in front of Lu Mingfei.

"Senior, think about it. If you thought Liu Miaomiao was prettier than me, you would have just said Liu Miaomiao directly. But you refused to answer the question, which means that you think I am prettier. But because you just finished being affectionate with Liu Miaomiao, it would make you seem like a jerk to praise another girl now! So you don't dare to admit it."

Damn, how come this little female dragon is so good at reading people's minds? Didn't she just awaken recently? Isn't she still learning and imitating humans? With that kind of emotional intelligence, you're telling me she doesn't know how to seduce?

"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Mingfei, whose thoughts had been guessed, looked annoyed. "You'll definitely be even more beautiful when you grow up, but unfortunately you haven't grown up yet."

This "growing up" does not refer to physical age, but rather to something more physiological.

Xia Mi, of course, understood Lu Mingfei's implication. She immediately raised her head and said indignantly, "Senior brother, don't look down on people! You'll grow up!"

……

After leaving the hospital, Lu Mingfei took a taxi straight home. Xia Mi hadn't slept much all night, and once she got home, she collapsed onto her bed and fell fast asleep.

After tucking Xia Mi in, Lu Mingfei left a sum of money and a note by the bedside, explaining that he needed to go back to his uncle and aunt's house for the next few days. However, before heading home, he took the suit that Xiao Tiannv had lent him to the dry cleaners.

On his way to the hospital last night, Lu Mingfei called his aunt back. He called his aunt instead of his uncle because he knew who was actually in charge of his uncle's family. Talking to his uncle wouldn't be very effective if he couldn't persuade his aunt.

A typical excuse wouldn't pass muster with his aunt, so Lu Mingfei's excuse was: he had been helping the student council all day and was working very late, so he hadn't received the call.

Actually, this isn't really an excuse. Yesterday afternoon, he was helping Chen Wenwen with the program rehearsal schedule, which was essentially doing something for the student council.

To make his words more convincing, Lu Mingfei also brought up Chu Zihang, the vice president of the student union, to help corroborate his claims.

Hearing Chu Zihang's polite yet respectful, magnetic voice, his aunt immediately believed Lu Mingfei's explanation. She even told the student council not to be shy and to ask her nephew to do things for her, as her nephew really needed to gain more experience in a place like the student council.

Chu Zihang agreed to all of them.

Of course, the aunt would never have imagined that Chu Zihang, a renowned good student at Shilan Middle School, would collude with her good-for-nothing nephew, and that Chu Zihang would even cover for her nephew's rendezvous with a young beauty, acting as his shield.

Lu Mingfei also felt that Senior Brother Chu was really too loyal to him, and he should find some time to invite Senior Brother Chu to dinner.

After finishing most of his tasks, Lu Mingfei packed his National Day holiday homework and returned to his uncle's house, which held memories of the past decade or so.

Returning home after a long absence, Lu Mingfei wondered if his uncle and aunt were more attentive to him, or perhaps even closer. But from their words and actions, he didn't sense much change.

After running errands for his aunt and buying soy sauce, he had nothing to do. The air conditioner was whirring, and Lu Mingze (the chubby version) stood alone in front of the old laptop, as if afraid that Lu Mingfei would come and take his computer away.

Lu Mingfei was no longer going to fight his cousin for the computer, so he simply lay down on the bed to catch up on sleep. After all, he was going to raid Liu Miaomiao's place tonight, and he probably wouldn't have the energy if he didn't get a good night's rest.

For a moment, Lu Mingfei's breathing and Lu Mingze's (the chubby version) heavy typing echoed each other until his aunt came in to check on Lu Mingze's homework, interrupting this harmonious symphony.

When she saw Lu Mingfei fast asleep in bed, his aunt curled her lip in disdain and said that it seemed living with the academic genius Chu Zihang hadn't helped at all, as he hadn't made any progress in all this time.

Meanwhile, his uncle smiled and said, "I think Mingfei has made quite a bit of progress. Last time I went to talk to Teacher Mingze, I saw the honor roll for the monthly exams at Shilan Middle School, and Mingfei was in the top seventy!"

Then the aunt pursed her lips and said nothing more, then grabbed Lu Mingze by the ear and left.

A short while later, Lu Mingfei was awakened by Lu Mingze's wailing and his aunt's sharp scolding. In his drowsy state, Lu Mingfei vaguely heard his aunt say, "Your brother has already made it into the top seventy, but you are still struggling to get into Shilan Middle School. Can't you make your mother proud?"

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.

……

At the hospital, Liu Miaomiao also had her second day of check-ups.

In fact, when Ji Ruyan arrived this morning, she had already noticed that her daughter seemed to be in much better condition.

As a mother, she can see every subtle change in her daughter's eyes and brows.

For the past two days, Liu Miaomiao had been sleeping with a worried expression. But this morning, when Ji Ruyan came to visit Liu Miaomiao, she found her daughter smiling, as if she were having a sweet dream.

She touched her daughter's forehead with the back of her hand; the fever had subsided.

However, because her daughter had experienced a recurring fever after her fever subsided a couple of days ago, Ji Ruyan still had the doctor give Liu Miaomiao a comprehensive examination after she woke up.

Although the hormone levels were still slightly above the normal range this time, they were significantly better than yesterday.

After thanking the doctor, Ji Ruyan sat on the edge of the bed and began peeling fruit for her daughter.

However, what puzzled her was that even though the fruit basket was unopened, there seemed to be less fruit than usual.

"Miaomiao."

"Ok?"

Ji Ruyan fed Liu Miaomiao a segment of orange, and Liu Miaomiao lowered her head and bit into it.

"After you recover, is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

Liu Miaomiao paused for a moment, then shook her head: "There's no need to go anywhere. Staying at home is fine. Besides, I've just recovered from a serious illness, so I don't have the energy to go on a trip."

“That’s true, it’s best to rest for a while when you’re just recovering,” Ji Ruyan said. “Is there any gift you’d like?”

"Mom," Liu Miaomiao said with a smile, "aren't my gifts enough? My little storage room is almost overflowing."

“That’s true.” Ji Ruyan nodded.

In fact, from childhood to adulthood, my daughter has always been so well-behaved and sensible, requiring no effort from me, and the relationship between mother and daughter has always been as harmonious as it is now.

The only issue was their relationship; their daughter and he had a minor disagreement.

The doctor said that Miao Miao's condition was likely caused by psychological stress. Ji Ruyan was still hesitating whether she should let the boy named Lu Mingfei come and see Miao Miao.

However, seeing that her daughter's condition had improved today, Ji Ruyan immediately gave up the idea.

It seems that Miao Miao's illness can be cured even if that boy doesn't come.

After lunch, Ji Ruyan chatted with her daughter for a while before Liu Yue came to relieve her.

In fact, the Liu family hired quite a few nannies and housekeepers, but Ji Ruyan and Liu Yue both felt that it was more reliable for the parents to take care of their daughter's illness themselves.

It happened to be the National Day holiday, and there wasn't much work going on at Liu Yue's company, so some decision-making matters could be resolved by phone.

After learning that Liu Miaomiao's parents had changed shifts, Qiao Yiran immediately called Lu Mingfei and asked him to come to the hospital to visit Liu Miaomiao.

Although Liu Yue persuaded Lu Mingfei to leave yesterday, following Qiao Yiran's advice, today is daytime and his daughter is awake, so Liu Yue no longer has a suitable reason to get rid of Lu Mingfei.

What's more, this kid was quite cunning and brought a fruit basket with a pink card that read: "All teachers and students of Class 2, Grade 2006, Shilan Middle School, wish Liu Miaomiao a speedy recovery."

Using the name of the entire class, Liu Yue could no longer refuse Lu Mingfei, the class monitor, from visiting his daughter, and could only let Lu Mingfei into the room with a complicated expression.

"You really came representing the whole class?" Qiao Yiran asked quietly. "Did you say that in the class group chat?"

“Of course not.” Lu Mingfei shrugged. “But these kinds of words can be written anywhere, right? I asked the clerk at the fruit shop to write this sentence for me, and he did it.”

Qiao Yiran was stunned, and all she wanted to do was give Lu Mingfei a thumbs up and praise him for being awesome.

How come I never realized this kid was so cunning?

After closing the ward door behind him, Lu Mingfei and Qiao Yiran came to the bedside together.

Hearing the door open, Liu Miaomiao, who had been reading with her head down, subconsciously looked up, and then her cheerful and adorable voice softly rang out in the ward:

"Yiran, you're here!..."

When Liu Miaomiao's gaze fell on Lu Mingfei, she was clearly taken aback, obviously not expecting that Lu Mingfei would come during the day.

"And... Mingfei, you're here too."

"Yes, I'm here," Lu Mingfei said with a smile.

It felt a bit strange. The two of them had whispered a lot of shy secrets by the bedside in the early hours of the morning, and only one morning later, Lu Mingfei came again in the afternoon.

And this time he even went through the front door again; I wonder how he managed to convince his parents.

However, when she saw the words written on the pink card on the fruit basket that Lu Mingfei brought, Liu Miaomiao immediately smiled knowingly.

"Mingfei, you... really have a lot of clever ideas."

Qiao Yiran pursed her lips, "That's right, I didn't realize this guy had so many thoughts back in junior high."

However, without some clever ideas, it would be impossible to win over her best friend, Qiao Yiran thought to herself.

It's important to understand that Lu Mingfei didn't simply "catch up" with Liu Miaomiao. Rather, he defeated Chu Zihang in Liu Miaomiao's heart before finally winning her over. There's a fundamental difference between the two.

The former is equivalent to simply opening a house with a difficult lock and moving in. The latter, however, requires not only opening a house with a difficult lock but also defeating the person inside in order to move in.

Moreover, that person was Chu Zihang, the dream lover of countless girls at Shilan Middle School and the number one expert on the list of those who deserve to be killed.

So when Qiao Yiran found out that her best friend actually liked Lu Mingfei, she was genuinely surprised.

The afternoon felt long, and the two of them spent their visit with Liu Miaomiao simply talking and chatting.

Liu Miaomiao's fever had mostly subsided today, so she chatted with the two of them in high spirits. Since the three of them were junior high school classmates, their conversation naturally drifted to some funny stories from junior high.