Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

The classic suit style was worn by Lu Mingfei with an elegant yet understated style, as if he had stepped out of Marguerite Duras's "The Lover." Paired with Lu Mingfei's slightly unfocused eyes, it subtly revealed a deep and hopeless melancholy.

Seeing the little fairy staring blankly at him without saying a word, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but speak up:

How's this outfit?

Lost in her own thoughts, Su Xiaoqiang was awakened by Lu Mingfei's voice, and only then did she suddenly realize her lapse in composure.

I suddenly found myself staring at this guy in a daze...!

"It's alright, I guess. It's barely watchable," Su Xiaoqiang said somewhat guiltily.

The little fairy walked behind Lu Mingfei, reached into his collar, and pulled out the tag from the lining of his clothes to take a look.

"Kiton's custom-made suit, you have a good sense of style?" The little fairy's tone was slightly raised as she reached out and patted Lu Mingfei's back, smoothing out the wrinkles at the back of his clothes.

Lu Mingfei had certainly heard of Kiton, a top-tier Italian suit brand. Their cheapest bespoke suit starts at 5 yuan, and even then, it's not something you can just buy with money. Kiton's annual production is extremely limited, requiring advance ordering. The tailor who specifically made suits for Caesar was Kiton's chief designer.

All the fabrics used in this brand's suits are produced in-house, primarily in Scotland and England, using traditional looms and dyeing techniques. The fabrics are made exclusively with top-quality European wools such as ultralight wool, cashmere wool, vicuña hair, and Spanish esculial wool; Asian wool is never used.

The entire suit exudes only one word: "expensive".

"Isn't this a bit too expensive? How about we change into something else?" Lu Mingfei also felt that wearing this outfit was somewhat inappropriate.

“It’s okay. I remember this is a suit my dad wore when I was very young. Anyway, he won’t wear it now, and it’s a waste to keep it in the closet. I might as well let you wear it.”

The little fairy clapped her hands and, with considerable flair, presented her father's expensive suit.

"Keep this suit safe and I'll find a tailor shop I frequent and have it altered to your size."

……

At the same time, a blue Audi A8 drove into the Yinyi Lingshu residential community.

The Audi A8 drove straight along the road, turned at a corner, and entered its own underground garage.

The car was turned off. Su Zhenqi got out of the driver's seat, changed his shoes at the shoe cabinet in front of the elevator, and was about to take the elevator up when he suddenly saw a pair of unfamiliar men's shoes at the door of the shoe cabinet.

Looking at the unfamiliar men's shoes, Su Zhenqi's eyebrows gradually furrowed, and he looked thoughtful.

……

Chapter 114 Su Xiaoqiang's Boudoir

These are Hongxing Erke sneakers, around size 43. The soles are a bit worn, so they're probably quite old, but they're fairly clean after washing.

Looking at these unfamiliar men's athletic shoes, Su Zhenqi had already conjured up an image in his mind of a boy who was about 180cm tall, of medium or thin build, wearing affordable Baleno or Ekuso shoes, and with neat, short hair.

Su Zhenqi suddenly remembered what happened on September 1st.

That day happened to be the first day of school for his daughter, Xiaoqiang. Since it was the beginning of the semester, she only had half-day classes. So he wanted to wait for his daughter to come home so they could have a long-awaited lunch together, have a heart-to-heart talk, and mend their father-daughter relationship.

As a result, it wasn't until almost 2 a.m. that my daughter leisurely returned home.

Because she had waited for so long, she got angry and asked her daughter sternly why she was coming home so late. Her daughter replied impatiently, "I went to have dinner with my boyfriend."

At the time, he thought his daughter was just being stubborn, which was why she said those words.

But now it seems, could it really be...?

"Aunt Tan, Aunt Tan!" Su Zhenqi called out towards the inner room around the corner.

Tan Ma is the head of the household's nannies. She and her staff take care of most of the family's daily life. Her nanny's room is located at the corner of the basement. If Qiangqiang really brings a boy back from outside, it should be under Tan Ma's watchful eye.

Despite calling out several times, there was no response from the nanny's room inside.

"That's strange. There's not much work at this time. Aunt Tan should be resting in the nanny's room."

Did they go out to buy groceries?

Su Zhenqi took out his phone and called Aunt Tan.

"Hello, Aunt Tan? Yes, it's me. Where are you now? At home? Why are you at home! Who said we had a day off! What, Miss said we have a day off? You all have to go back today and come back tomorrow?"

Su Zhenqi was taken aback, suddenly feeling something was off.

Why did Qiangqiang inexplicably give all of his servants a day off today?

No, wait a minute!

All the servants in the house have gone home, so wouldn't only Qiangqiang and that little brat who came from who-knows-where be left in the house?

What is Qiangqiang's purpose in doing all this? Who instructed her?

What is that little brat doing at home right now?!

Su Zhenqi was startled, and almost dropped his briefcase. He quickly kicked off his leather shoes, slipped on a pair of slippers, and walked to the elevator.

The floor indicator shows that the elevator is currently stopped on the second floor.

The second floor, that's my room... and the floor where my daughter's room is!

Su Zhenqi suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if he were short of breath. He shakily pulled out his phone from his pocket and found the housekeeper Lao Li's phone number.

……

Meanwhile, in the tea room on the first floor, Butler Li was making tea for Su Xiaoqiang and Lu Mingfei.

However, the boy named Lu Mingfei actually wanted to drink Coke more, but he didn't have any at home. He could find a few bottles of Château Ausone from the Bordeaux region right away.

Finally, Lu Mingfei chose a Dong Ding Oolong from Taiwan Province that was not expensive among many famous teas, because the color of the can containing the tea resembled that of a Coca-Cola can.

The water had just boiled, and Uncle Li was about to rinse the tea leaves when his phone suddenly rang.

Uncle Li calmly took out his phone from his pocket, checked the caller ID, and immediately answered the call.

"Hello, sir?"

"Hey, Lao Li, are you home now?"

Su Zhenqi's voice trembled on the other end of the phone, as if he had just experienced something extremely terrifying.

Uncle Li was taken aback. He had been Su Zhenqi's housekeeper for nearly twenty years, and he had never heard him speak in such a panicked voice. Even when he accompanied Su Zhenqi to Xishan to buy a mine and they were kidnapped and threatened by local thugs, even when they had a gun pointed at his head, Su Zhenqi's voice had never sounded so frightened.

What on earth happened that could make the head of a listed group who has seen countless storms, achieved great success, and has billions in assets so panicked?

"I'm home." Uncle Li switched hands, holding the phone in his left hand while freeing his right. He squatted down somewhere in the break room, groping under the cabinet. "Sir, where are you now? What happened? What do you need me to do?"

Upon hearing Uncle Li's reply, the man's voice on the other end of the phone relaxed instantly, like a deflated balloon: "It's good that you're home. How many people are home right now?"

Uncle Li fell silent, suddenly understanding why the man was so nervous. It was like waking up in the morning to find a hole in the fence of his cabbage garden, with wild boar footprints around the hole. How could he not be nervous?

His right hand, which had touched the metal handle, slowly withdrew as he spoke into the phone, "Three people. Sir, you're back?"

"Yes, I came back after finishing up some work at the company. Qiangqiang brought a guy back?"

"Yes."

There was a pause in the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Who is he? Do you know him?"

Uncle Li answered truthfully: "I've met her a few times. She should be Miss's classmate at Shilan Middle School."

"They...didn't make any big noise at home, did they?"

"...Probably not, I didn't hear any noise on the first floor."

Uncle Li knew that his young lady had brought that boy to try on the master's suit. He thought that even if young people were open-minded these days, they wouldn't do anything like that in the master bedroom, would they?

"That's good. Wait for me on the first floor. I'll go up the stairs now."

Su Zhenqi did not choose to take the elevator because the elevator would make a sound when it arrived at the floor, which would inevitably alert the enemy.

He wanted to see what this wild boy, who had sneaked out while he was away, looked like, and how he could have his daughter so completely charmed that she even brought him home.

……

A little earlier, on the second floor.

Su Xiaoqiang packed the Kiton suit into a bag and handed it to Lu Mingfei. Then she hung her father's suits back in their original places in the closet one by one.

Lu Mingfei had originally wanted to lend a hand, but Xiao Tiannv refused. She was afraid Lu Mingfei would hang the clothes in the wrong place; after all, she had brought that guy back behind her father's back, and she couldn't let her father find out anything. She had to do things flawlessly.

"Little Fairy, where is your bathroom? I need to use the restroom."

There are three bathrooms on this floor. The closest one is in her dad's room, but that's obviously not appropriate. There's one in her own room too, but it's impossible to let this guy into her room.

"Go to the public restroom in the living room. It's on the right-hand side of the living room when you leave the room. You can find it yourself."

"Oh oh."

Lu Mingfei carried the Kiton suit, walked through the living room, past the spiral staircase and the huge atrium, and reached the end of the corridor.

To the right is a pink door, which seems rather out of place in this luxurious French-style decor dominated by off-white tones.

Lu Mingfei was wondering to himself if the toilet doors of wealthy people were marked so clearly. He pushed the door open and took a step inside, but suddenly froze.

There was no toilet; inside was a small suite. The area of ​​about twenty square meters near the entrance was a small study, with a walk-in closet on the left and a bedroom on the right. The whole place was decorated in pink. Suddenly, a breeze blew by, carrying a familiar, faint fragrance.

"So, did you find it?"

After tidying up her suit, Su Xiaoqiang came out of the master bedroom. She knew that the location of her bathroom was not easy to find because the whole house had hidden doors, without even door handles.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw Lu Mingfei standing blankly at the end of the second-floor corridor, with one foot already inside the room on his right.

Su Xiaoqiang was first stunned, then her expression changed drastically. Before Lu Mingfei could recover, she quickly walked over, her GUCCI slippers making a "tap tap tap" sound on the marble floor.

"The toilet is on the right-hand side of the living room, not on the right-hand side of the hallway, you bastard!"

Su Xiaoqiang quickly grabbed Lu Mingfei's clothes and pulled him out, then slammed her bedroom door shut, blushing as she couldn't help but swear.

It was only then that Lu Mingfei belatedly realized that he had accidentally entered Su Xiaoqiang's room.

"Ahahaha... I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Lu Mingfei quickly lowered his head to apologize, but just then he saw the fair and slender feet of the little fairy wearing Guuci slippers, her ten delicate and lovely toes twitching nervously.

Is the little fairy... shy?

Unexpectedly, despite her unconventional and prickly appearance, the little fairy is actually quite girlish at heart. Her room is filled with pink, girlish bubbles, and she even feels ashamed about such a small thing.

Noticing Lu Mingfei's gaze, Su Xiaoqiang took a step back warily.

"What are you looking at?"

Su Xiaoqiang's eyes were complicated. She remembered the first time she met Lu Mingfei, when he stared at her feet in the same way. At the time, he said he was looking at the Prada sandals she was wearing.