Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

"I saw a shop open, so I came in to ask if there was anything to eat."

"I heard from my uncle that places like clubs should have midnight snacks."

"Haha," Father Su let out a few meaningless laughs.

"Looking for food in a club like this? Lu Mingfei, right? You are quite an interesting guy."

"Don't your family care about your meals?"

Lu Mingfei smiled at the right time.

"I'm staying at my uncle's house, and I'm a little embarrassed to be hungry at such a bad time, for fear of disturbing them."

"I was just about to faint from hunger, so I came in to give it a try. I had absolutely no other intentions." Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"But I just learned that a new KFC opened nearby, so I was planning to leave. But I saw Uncle Su by accident, and after thinking about it, I decided to come over and say hello."

"Really? I see. Sorry, I thought you were a bad boy." Father Su obviously knew the inside story of the Black Prince Club. Maybe it was because he was drunk, he said it out loud.

"Are you Xiaoqiang's classmate?"

He looked Lu Mingfei up and down, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Very good, a very energetic young man."

Then he greeted Lu Mingfei carelessly,

"Where you're going is not far from here. Come on, I'll take you there."

"Old Li, my driver should be outside. I'm leaving first." Father Su turned around and waved, "We two brothers, let's get together again when we have time."

Old Li raised his thoughtful face, put his hands behind his back, and nodded kindly.

"President Su, take care. I won't see you off."

He put on a gentle smile and raised his chin.

"Please think about the selection of project partners again."

Father Su leaned on Lu Mingfei and waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

"You're quite strong, young man. I'm not light in weight, but you can still carry me. Do you practice something? Taekwondo or Sanda?"

"Do you play basketball? I heard that playing basketball can also increase your strength." Father Su was just like an ordinary parent. When he met a child as young as his daughter, he couldn't help but ask questions.

"No way, I won't hide it from Uncle Su, I used to be a stay-at-home, staying up late every day playing games, and I was very decadent. Maybe it's because I started getting up early and running recently, I do feel that my strength and spirit are much better." Lu Mingfei replied casually.

"Yes, yes, exercise is good. Exercise is a good thing." Father Su nodded in agreement.

"I heard there's a theory abroad that people who exercise regularly will not only get better physically, but their mental state will also get better. Look at those who get into Tsinghua University and Peking University. Basically, they are not nerds. Some of them are good at some sports."

"Young man, keep going and you will definitely be able to get into a good university. If you don't mind, come and work in my company." Father Su patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder.

“Thanks to Uncle Su’s good words, I will let Uncle Su protect me when the time comes.” Lu Mingfei smiled and put a little more strength to better support the drunk man.

"No problem, leave it to me! Mingfei, right? Let me tell you, exercise can really change a person." Father Su began to talk non-stop.

"Xiao Qiang is like this. Think back to the past. When she first started dancing, she was still a chubby girl. But not long after, she changed drastically, just like an ugly duckling turning into a white swan. She looks more and more like her mother."

Was Su Xiaoqiang a chubby girl before?

My goodness, how could he know such dark history?

"Yes," despite all the random thoughts in his mind, Lu Mingfei did not hesitate to praise.

"Uncle, you may not know this, right? Su Xiaoqiang is the most beautiful girl in our class. She is nicknamed the Little Goddess and currently ranks first on the school beauty pageant."

"Hahaha, really? She doesn't really tell me about school. When she talks to me, it's always about something weird."

"Today, he is clamoring to introduce a kendo teacher to her."

kendo?

Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes slightly.

Su Xiaoqiang, do you want to learn kendo?

Come to think of it, now that I think about it, in the photo album that came out of the real blind box, Su Xiaoqiang was indeed playing with a knife.

Is it because of the subconscious influence of the breathing technique seeds?

"Uncle Su really dotes on his daughter." Lu Mingfei sighed, a slightly lost look in his eyes, and then he quickly calmed down.

"That's what being a parent is like. As long as the child is well, I am willing to do any dirty or tiring work myself."

Father Su patted his beer belly.

"Speaking of exercise, it seems that I need to exercise my big belly as well. I never know if something bad might happen one day."

"I still want to see my daughter grow up healthy and get married."

"Speaking of which," Father Su looked at Lu Mingfei with a scrutinizing gaze, his brows suddenly sharp.

"Xiao Qiang is so famous in school, is there anyone chasing after her? Or, Ming Fei, do you know which boy she has a close relationship with?"

Lu Mingfei broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

Why does it feel like there is something else behind this?

Did Uncle Su really drink too much?

God has pity on him, he really has nothing to do with Su Xiaoqiang!

"Yes!" Lu Mingfei made a prompt decision and nodded in agreement, diverting the blame to others.

"The little angel has inherited so many of the good qualities of Uncle Su and Aunt Su, and she is also very generous. Many people like her, so how could there be no one pursuing her?"

"But Uncle Su, if you're asking about a close relationship, maybe there really isn't one." Lu Mingfei immediately added a comment after the flattery, in case Su Xiaoqiang knew about it that day and something inexplicable happened.

"In the eyes of most of us boys, Su Xiaoqiang should be the kind of big sister. I have been protected by her and I am her number one little brother!"

"Really? This is something Xiao Qiang can do." Father Su smiled with satisfaction, then patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder.

"Ming Fei, to be honest, I don't really oppose my children's free love, but high school is a particularly critical period, so we have to exercise some restraint." Father Su changed the subject.

"I think you're a good guy, I like you very much, let's exchange contact information later. In the future, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Xiaoqiang at school. Her mother and I often don't pay attention to her situation at school, and no matter how big a sister she is, she is still a little girl."

“Uh,” Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to rub his hands, but found that he couldn’t pull them out, so he could only speak uncertainly, “Uncle Su, can you explain it more clearly?”

"Haha, according to what you young people say, I just want you to be a spy, so that if something really happens to Xiaoqiang, we can know." Father Su couldn't help but reveal a sharp look, "Especially which boy Xiaoqiang is close to, Mingfei, you should know."

Good guy!

He is indeed a daughter slave!

Lu Mingfei was confused.

How come, without saying a few words, I became Su's father's spy next to Su Xiaoqiang?

Even though the possibility is small, isn't he afraid that he might be plotting something bad against Su Xiaoqiang?

wrong!

This is a smart guy!

Lu Mingfei widened his eyes slightly.

He is responsible for monitoring the situation around Su Xiaoqiang, and as a father, Uncle Su only needs to keep an eye on him.

Rolling his eyes, Lu Mingfei said righteously,

"Uncle Su, don't worry, I'll take care of this matter!"

Hehe! Su Xiaoqiang, you can't imagine it!

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but hum in his heart.

From now on, I will hold the imperial sword to deal with you.

If you want to find a way out of being single safely, then just serve Uncle Lu well in the future.

Of course, this was just a joke in Lu Mingfei's mind.

Just based on the fact that Su Xiaoqiang had helped him intentionally or unintentionally in the previous incident, he would not let Su Xiaoqiang be easily abducted by some trash.

A man and a boy just started chatting.

Squeak! Squeak!

The door swung gently, engulfing the two figures.

Before leaving, Lu Mingfei looked back inside.

He first nodded slightly to the kind lady at the front desk.

When he shifted his gaze, the natural and teasing expression suddenly disappeared, turning into indifference.

The big men stood still, the hostility in their eyes disappeared, and the women in kimonos also pulled their hands out of their sleeves.

Mediterranean Fujiwara's face looked very ugly, and it was unknown what he was mumbling.

Until finally, Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on Lao Li's face.

Old Li still maintained his smile and watched the two people get into the car.

At the moment the car door closed, Lao Li was still smiling, but his eyes turned cold.

He turned and walked inside, leading a large group of people milling around in the corridor.

No one was talking to each other. Apart from the sounds of footsteps and breathing, this group of people was like strictly trained soldiers, so quiet it was terrifying!

Until a large group of people pushed open an extremely soundproof room.

In the huge KTV-like box, colorful lights flickered, illuminating the coffee table full of wine bottles - this was where they had just discussed cooperation with Su Xiaoqiang's father.

Snapped--!

After closing the door, Lao Li slapped Mediterranean Fujiwara in the face without mercy!

The Japanese man felt dizzy and his ears were buzzing. His face swelled up instantly, showing how powerful the force was.

"what!"

Before Mediterranean Fujiwara could recover from his shock, Lao Li kicked him towards the coffee table, causing him to stumble and hit the table.

The heavy coffee table rubbed against the floor slightly, making a creaking sound that was extremely harsh!

The empty wine bottle fell to the ground, but did not break. Instead, it kept hitting the ground with a clinking sound, echoing in the empty room.

The unfinished bottle of wine swayed and fell onto the coffee table. The rolling bottle wall flashed with colorful lights, and transparent champagne slowly flowed out, filling the entire space with sweetness.

When the big man and the woman who were accompanying them saw this, they knelt on the ground in panic, not saying a word.

The same was true for Mediterranean Fujiwara. He no longer had the arrogant look he had just had outside the hall. He knelt back quietly, grimacing and enduring the pain.

They were very afraid, or rather, wary of this kind-looking old man in front of them.

Old Li didn't say anything either. He lit a cigarette with a "sizzle" and held it silently in his lips.

He sat quietly on the sofa with his face slightly lowered.

The light shone from behind him, making his entire face appear to be in darkness.

I couldn't see his expression clearly, only the light of the cigarette burning slightly.

Old Li never smoked the cigarette, he just held it in his mouth.

After a long silence, he raised his head.

At this moment, the smile that was always on his face was no longer there.

He spoke fluent Japanese and stared at the Mediterranean Fujiwara who was kneeling on the ground.

"Fujiwara, who told you to do it just now?"

"Mr. Li, we have all shown enough sincerity, but that man is ungrateful." Mediterranean Fujiwara knelt down, not looking up and moving his lips.

"In that case, shouldn't we let the other side know how powerful we are?"

"Fujiwara, this is China, not Japan." Lao Li said silently.

"We are now wearing suits and sitting at tables to discuss business, not naked, tattooed, and holding razor blades on the streets to grab territory and collect protection money."

"But Li-san, you were about to take action just now, weren't you? If something hadn't suddenly appeared out of nowhere, we would have already taken down that bastard."

Old Li remained silent.

In the situation just now, he did have a flash of thought of taking Su's father down directly, but it was only a moment.

"Find an abandoned building, strip him naked, and pour gasoline all over him." Mediterranean Fujiwara's face was cold and his tone was grim. "All we have to do is light a cheap cigarette in front of him and he will tremble and beg for mercy and surrender!"