Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Chapter 171 There's an ancient saying about composing a poem in seven steps...

"Tsk—bad luck!"

Zhao Menghua dared not look Lu Mingfei in the eye, and simply turned her head away.

He couldn't figure out this person's style.

Lu Mingfei couldn't figure it out either; he just didn't like hearing others use vulgar language.

He, who lacked maternal love, was more sensitive to this kind of thing.

But no matter what, he couldn't possibly have used intimidation to punish Zhao Menghua; that would have scared him to death.

All the heroes of the world tremble at the mere mention of his name; there's no need to frighten a mere rat.

He was just a little annoyed, but he didn't expect Zhao Menghua to get scared so easily. What kind of mental fortitude does he have?

Lu Mingfei simply looked calmly at Zhao Menghua and spoke.

"To be honest, if you're thinking of taking action, I suggest you give up the idea. You might think I'm targeting you, but to be honest, I don't have a deep impression of you at all. You're not as important to me as you think."

The veins on his neck were throbbing, and he looked quite angry, but he didn't say anything more.

He just gritted his teeth, and the words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Check, please! I can't eat anymore! I'll treat you to Italian food tonight."

"Hehehehe..."

19

Upon hearing the word "Italy," Lu Mingfei couldn't contain himself. Just how much does Zhao Menghua love Italy?

"What are you laughing at?!"

Zhao Menghua was on the verge of a breakdown.

"It's okay, it's okay, you go ahead and buy yours, but don't forget my sausage pizza."

"Who's going to pay your bill?! Pay it yourself! It's none of my business!!"

Lu Mingfei remained calm, even though he hadn't brought any money with him.

Because Chen Wenwen was treating us to this meal.

Lu Mingfei has always been a person who clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments. As an alchemist, he also has a profound understanding of equivalent exchange.

Since Chen Wenwen treated him to dinner and even gave him wine, there's nothing wrong with him saying a few words and ruining his ex-boyfriend Zhao Menghua's confession.

Anyway, it was just two sentences, and I even got a pizza for free.

Of course, what he didn't expect was that this was actually an official announcement of their engagement; who could have predicted that?

Is it really possible for someone to hold a reunion with their high school classmates after a year of college and then announce their engagement to their girlfriend?

It seems that Zhao Menghua is no ordinary genius.

Lu Mingfei was drinking the wine in his briefcase at the moment and didn't pay much attention to Chen Wenwen, who hadn't said much throughout.

He had already planned that once Chen Wenwen paid the bill, he would say a few auspicious words and then leave.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei's eyes sharpened, startling Zhao Menghua into taking a few steps back. What was going on? What, you're not going to hit me, are you? I'm telling you, this is the rule of law now! "Uh—!!!"

Zhao Menghua was attacked by the suddenly opened door because he took two steps back.

Luckily, I wasn't knocked unconscious this time.

But his temper was about to explode, and he was now completely ruthless. Even if it was Lu Mingfei, he would still go up and challenge him.

But when he saw who it was, Zhao Menghua suddenly cooled down.

Because that person was Chu Zihang.

Wearing sunglasses and a white T-shirt, with a blank expression, he took off his sunglasses and showed them to everyone, causing everyone in the private room to freeze in shock.

You're not really coming.

What are you here for?

Under everyone's gaze.

Chu Zihang walked towards Liu Miaomiao step by step.

He walked very steadily.

The footsteps were very light.

The walk was very ordinary, just like casually walking back to one's classroom from the teacher's office in a school corridor.

Liu Miaomiao stared intently at Chu Zihang's face before standing up.

In that instant, everyone's attention was drawn to her.

When she stood up, the laughter and chatter that had lingered in the private room seemed to have been muted, and even breathing became cautious.

There was no particular reason; it was simply because Liu Miaomiao's gaze was anything but innocent.

Chu Zihang took a step.

Liu Miaomiao felt as if something had gently pushed her heart.

She remembered a long time ago, the light in the high school corridor, and the whistle during gym class.

When she and a group of girls passed by Chu Zihang and brushed past him, she would deliberately find an excuse to turn back.

But she couldn't say whether she wanted to take another look at Chu Zihang or wanted to know if Chu Zihang would turn around and look at her.

I remember how a path would automatically clear around him whenever he appeared.

I recall that sense of distance, like "he doesn't really belong here."

Chu Zihang took two steps.

She recalled how she had a crush on someone.

It was the kind of unrequited love where every time he passed by the classroom door, she would pretend to be flipping through a book, but actually couldn't even concentrate on what was written on the pages.

For a moment, she even wanted to learn from Chen Wenwen, because Chen Wenwen had a great sense of atmosphere, and she always felt that Chu Zihang might like a girl like that.

Chu Zihang took three steps.

She suddenly remembered today.

Thinking back to Zhao Menghua's arrangements, his pathetic appearance, and how he turned pale with fright at just one look from Lu Mingfei.

I recalled his arrogant yet forcedly composed young master demeanor just now, as if he were about to explode.

He was so scared that he wanted to say something harsh, but all he could say was that he would pay the bill himself.

She realized that she had always been very clear about this—

Zhao Menghua is not Chu Zihang. Sometimes she seems like a backup for Chen Wenwen, but isn't Zhao Menghua also a backup for Chu Zihang?

Chu Zihang took four steps.

Liu Miaomiao felt that she had already thought out the way forward.

If Chu Zihang really came for her.

She agreed.

Even if all these people are watching.

Even if Zhao Menghua exploded on the spot.

She can just ignore it now.

Anyway, she had been secretly in love for so long that she even felt she owed herself a chance to do anything.

Chu Zihang took five steps.

Liu Miaomiao's fingers tightened slightly.

She was almost about to call his name.

She had even thought about the tone she should use for the first word—soft or hard, smiling or pretending to be calm.

But Chu Zihang did not stop.

He didn't even glance at her.

He walked straight past her.

Like passing by a roadside pillar.

Like passing through an unimportant background.

He walked up to Lu Mingfei.

stop.

Open up.

Her voice was the same as always, her tone was the same as always, as if nothing had changed. She was back in the high school corridor when she brushed past Chu Zihang.

Unrequited love is still so beautiful, but he still doesn't like you.

He just looked at Lu Mingfei.

"Boss, is the dinner party over? There's something going on at school, so they asked me to come and help you, and they're here to help you too."

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Everyone looked in the direction Chu Zihang was pointing, and then their faces turned pale with fright.

Holy crap! Terrorists!!! Terrorists are waving at us with greasy mouths! And they're wearing... Adidas?

But Lu Mingfei just frowned.

He really wanted to explode. Damn it, couldn't they at least send out the assignment during class time?! What's the point of sending it during the holidays?!

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