Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

"It should be about time after the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, but I'm not entirely sure."

"The Luo Tian Grand Ceremony..." Zhang Chulan pondered Lu Mingfei's answer.

"I understand."

......

Liu Yanyan stood in front of the glass that reflected her image, lifted her black pleated skirt, and slowly twirled around.

Feeling somewhat dissatisfied, she reached out her delicate hands to comb her orange-red hair, fussing over it for a while, but still wasn't quite right.

This is clearly her usual outfit, which she is most satisfied with on a daily basis.

But why do I feel a little uneasy today? I feel like there's something wrong with me that I can't see, and I'm worried that I'll embarrass myself in front of others.

This worry lingered in her mind and could not be dispelled for a long time.

After spending ages styling my hair, it not only didn't look good, but it actually looked messy.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that. Man proposes, God disposes. Whatever."

A car is parked in a parking space not far away.

Liu Yanyan noticed the license plate number, quickly tidied herself up, cleared her throat, and waved her healthy, tanned arm in the air.

"here."

Three people got out of the car.

Feng Baobao was carrying and eating a bag of snacks, with another bag tucked between her fingers. Her long black hair was straight and draped over her waist, becoming slightly disheveled as she scratched.

Lu Mingfei's steps were slightly tense, but judging from his gait, he was no longer the unsteady, homebody he used to be. His steps were gradually becoming steady, and he was beginning to show the beginnings of a trained martial artist.

Zhang Chulan... Liu Yanyan automatically ignored Zhang Chulan.

“I’ve already booked a private room. Today…” Liu Yanyan paused, looked at Feng Baobao, and whispered to Zhang Chulan, “Has Sister Bao’er had lunch? How much did she eat just now?”

"I was driving, how could I possibly know how much Bao'er ate?"

"Forget it, we've already gone all out today." After saying that, Liu Yanyan gave what she thought was a perfect smile, turned to Lu Mingfei, and waved.

Lu Mingfei followed the group to the private room in the restaurant.

After entering society, this was the first time someone had invited him to dinner. There was no grand entrance like classmates would, nor did he show off how well he was doing, or how he was a local tyrant or the top dog.

They simply waited for someone, then started eating, without saying much else during that time.

On the table were several bottles of beer that had just been taken out of the refrigerator, and a few home-style dishes.

"I originally wanted to treat you to a more upscale meal, but unfortunately I don't have enough money. Plus, I don't have a salary, and I've been spending the money I earned from my previous part-time jobs."

As Liu Yanyan spoke, a hint of sadness crossed her face, and a trace of regret flashed across her eyes.

"It's already a great honor that you invited us. As for where we'll meet, we'll leave it to you," Zhang Chulan said.

For the first time in a long time, Lu Mingfei didn't spout any nonsense.

"This is my first time attending a colleague's dinner party, and it feels so different from a classmate's dinner party."

Zhang Chulan opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"Yes, even if classmates are best friends before entering society, after struggling in the big melting pot of society, it's hard to say they can still maintain their original intentions. It's good enough if they don't take advantage of you. If they can lend you a hand, such best friends are less than one in ten."

"Forget about that, today I mainly want to celebrate my discharge from the hospital and invite people around my age to have a meal together," Liu Yanyan said generously.

Zhang Chulan glanced at Feng Baobao for a moment, then quickly looked away.

"Yes, we're the same age."

"I was wrong last time. I got tricked by Lü Liang from Quanxing. I tied you up and sent you to Xia He. I have to say, Xia He is really seductive..."

"It's alright. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been recruited by the company. Besides, with the company backing me, what nobody in the supernatural world would dare to lay a hand on me?" Zhang Chulan said with a hint of smugness.

"Actually, there's something else I want to say." Liu Yanyan paused. "My other purpose is to thank Lu Mingfei for saving me, and to fulfill our promise to treat him to a meal. Although it was just a roadside food stall, I hope you won't mind. I'll definitely treat you to something better next time." Liu Yanyan made a solemn promise.

Lu Mingfei felt the relaxed atmosphere and the easygoing tone among his peers, something he hadn't experienced in all the years he'd been in school.

To be seen, to be valued, to be treated as a normal person, not as a weed by the roadside, or as a clown that everyone tramples on.

Rather, it is a normal person with an independent personality who does not depend on others.

He was very gratified, and his eyes welled up with tears of emotion.

How could I possibly make a fool of myself in front of them?

He suppressed the discomfort in his throat and nose, forcing back the tears that were about to form.

Take a deep breath to calm your surging emotions.

Liu Yanyan's hearty laughter made Zhang Chulan drop his usual slightly lewd expression, a faint smile appearing on his lips, which also made Lu Mingfei unable to resist starting to talk.

"I should thank you more for bringing me out of the dark gutter, so that I no longer have to be like a rat crawling in the sewer, peeking through the cracks at the sunlight and the people passing by."

"Is there still something under the girl's skirt?" Zhang Chulan chuckled.

"..." Lu Mingfei was stumped by Zhang Chulan's question.

"I hadn't thought about that. Maybe in the sewers I'm in, I can't see under a girl's skirt, but only dirty shoes stepping on the cracks, and the discriminatory looks from others."

"Hey, the past is the past, it's all in the drink." Liu Yanyan raised her beer, ready to toast.

“They’re all here…” Zhang Chulan picked up his glass and suddenly realized that his wine had disappeared, and there were several empty beer bottles next to Feng Baobao.

"..."

"It's all in the beer." Lu Mingfei raised his glass and clinked it with Liu Yanyan's, mimicking her gesture by gulping down large mouthfuls of beer.

Zhang Chulan had no choice but to order a few more bottles of beer and then get a few bottles of juice for Feng Baobao.

After downing a beer, Lu Mingfei felt a cool sensation in his stomach, and as time went on, he began to feel a little lightheaded.

Under the influence of alcohol, Lu Mingfei completely immersed himself in Zhang Chulan and Liu Yanyan's conversation.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

Lu Mingfei has a low alcohol tolerance. He felt dizzy and lightheaded, and for a moment he couldn't control himself. A thousand thoughts were running through his mind, but he didn't know what he said was what came out of his mouth.

He was the first person to be drunk to the point of passing out, and before he collapsed, he still spoke with great bravado in his slurred words.

“When I get back, I’m going to give that auntie a piece of my mind, and then kick Lu Mingze away. Why should my child support be in their hands?”

"Why is it that for so many years they've only given me a few hundred yuan a month in pocket money, while they can spend my child support money to buy cars, to show off their wealth, and to lose money at the mahjong table?"

"I'm very angry, and the consequences will be severe!"

"I, Lu Mingfei, have never stood up for myself in all these years, but this time I will definitely, definitely, definitely..."

Before Lu Mingfei could finish speaking, he slumped onto the table with a thud, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep, still muttering, "Definitely, definitely..."

Zhang Chulan's face was flushed, his tongue was sticking out, and he was holding a nearly empty bottle of beer. His expression was beyond strange; he looked like someone who had lost their mind.

"Old Lu, I told you you couldn't do it. You were trying to show off, and now you're the first one to pass out. You're still too green. If no one was watching you, you might have been used as a pawn by someone."

Zhang Chulan's eyes were unfocused, and his eyelids felt as heavy as lead, barely maintaining a slit.

"I feel like someone is pulling my eyelids. Bao'er, can you look in front of me? Is there someone there?"

Feng Baobao put down her chopsticks and glanced at it.

"Nobody pulled your eyelids up; you're just drunk."

"So that's what it is..." Zhang Chulan hadn't finished speaking when he followed Lu Mingfei's footsteps and lay down on the table.

"Hehehe, hahaha..." Liu Yanyan slammed her hand on the table and pointed at Lu Mingfei and Zhang Chulan, mocking them.

"Two grown men, and I can't even drink them all out. They're really pathetic."

Liu Yanyan suddenly shouted, "Lu Mingfei!"

Lu Mingfei lifted his eyelids and opened his lifeless eyes, only opening them reflexively upon hearing the roar.

Liu Yanyan continued, "I know I'm a girl from a family that drives corpses, not a normal girl, but I also want to be a normal person. I also want to be like a normal girl, to fall in love, I also want to..."

Liu Yanyan also collapsed.

Feng Baobao nonchalantly finished all the food in front of her, skillfully picked up Liu Yanyan and tossed her into the car, followed by Zhang Chulan, and finally Lu Mingfei.

Arrive at the front desk.

"Bookkeeping, Xu Si from Na Du Tong Company."

Chapter 28 The Drunken Trio (Please continue reading)

"The boxwood carrying pole is so soft and smooth..."

"Brother and sister, Harry..."

"Pick out some white rice and head down to Youzhou..."

Feng Baobao hummed a folk song lightly, downed the beer she brought from the food stall in one gulp, put the empty bottle aside, placed the remaining bottles next to the passenger seat, and skillfully started the van.

They were stopped by traffic police not far from where they had driven.

"Blow air."

"Whoo~"

The traffic police looked at the instrument and felt there was nothing wrong with it; it didn't warrant demerit points.

Just as I was about to leave, I noticed the empty beer next to Feng Baobao, and a question popped into my head.

It looks like it was just drunk. Could there be something wrong with the machine?

"Could you please blow some air again?"

"Whoo~"

The traffic police officer's gaze lingered on Feng Baobao, the instrument in his hand, and the empty beer bottle.

After a moment's hesitation, he gave a few instructions.

"Young lady, don't drink and drive. Don't drink and drive."

"Oh."

Feng Baobao responded calmly, started the car, and drove away from the city.