Chapter 117 Tears
In Su Xiaoqiang's room, Lu Mingfei frowned and looked at the brooch that Su Xiaoqiang was currently wearing in the photo.

Made of bronze, with two spread feathers depicting a lion roaring towards the sky, and a pointed crown at the top of the emblem.

Although the photo is a bit old and not very clear, Lu Mingfei can still be sure.

That brooch has the Lionheart Society logo on it!

As the core organization of the original secret party and the top student organization of Kassel College, Lu Mingfei was very familiar with this logo.

In his previous life, when he was studying at Kassel College, Chu Zihang was the president of the Lionheart Club.

"But why is there a Lionheart Club logo in the photo of the little angel and her mother?"

Of course, the most direct inference is that the little goddess' mother is also a mixed-race, and has a close connection with the Lionheart Society. This should also be an obvious thing.

Although the world of mixed-races is mysterious, if we really trace back to the roots, everyone in the world has some dragon blood flowing in them, it's just a matter of proportion.

The purer the bloodline of a mixed race, the more obvious its advantage in appearance. For example, the ratio of handsome men and beautiful women in Kassel College is quite high.

To be fair, the beauty of the little goddess is quite obvious, and she is comparable to the mixed-bloods of Nono and Ling who have A-level bloodlines. So it is reasonable for the little goddess to have a certain degree of pure dragon bloodline.

However, in her previous life, the little angel did not pass the interview at Kassel College, which meant that her bloodline was not particularly high.

"Love... between a mixed-blood and an ordinary person?" Lu Mingfei thought.

But why does he wear the Lionheart Society brooch even when taking family photos?

……

Su Xiaoqiang closed the door behind him with a "bang", his soft body pressed against the door, and he patted his chest in fear.

Fortunately, my father didn’t find out anything, otherwise I really don’t know what to do.

She was actually a little moved by the long-lost conversation with her father. If she remembered correctly, this seemed to be the most she had talked to her father in the past year.

However, the long-awaited conversation did not make her feel too much warmth. Her father always liked to talk to her in a condescending manner, and his sitting posture was like a leader questioning his subordinates.

Because of this, every time I see my father in this posture, I can't help but feel like confronting him.

In addition, when she was chatting with her father, she was still concerned about Lu Mingfei.

By the way, where did Lu Mingfei go? Didn't I tell him to stay in his room?
Su Xiaoqiang stood at the door and looked around.

It was obvious that the guy was not in the study.

"Where is Lu Mingfei from?"

Su Xiaoqiang shouted into the room.

Lu Mingfei was still standing in front of the photo wall, thinking about the Lionheart Club badge, when he heard the little goddess' voice coming from the study outside, and immediately replied:

"I'm here."

Hearing that the sound came from his room, Su Xiaoqiang let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei was not in his cloakroom.

She almost thought that guy was really that perverted.

However, we cannot let our guard down and we still have to check the cloakroom carefully to see if our socks or other clothes are messy.

No, just because you can’t enter the cloakroom doesn’t mean you can enter the bedroom!

Ahhh, my photo wall!!!
Su Xiaoqiang panicked and ran into his bedroom in a hurry, just in time to see Lu Mingfei standing in front of his photo wall.

The cute portraits I took in elementary and junior high school were completely exposed in front of that guy.

"..."

Su Xiaoqiang's past dark history was seen by the boys who insulted each other every day, and he suddenly felt like he was stripped naked and thrown in front of Lu Mingfei.

As Lu Mingfei's gaze moved, she seemed to feel a burning gaze moving on her.

A feeling of shame from the depths of my soul suddenly surged up.

"Ahhhh you bastard!"

Su Xiaoqiang immediately rushed over and blocked the photo wall covered with his own portraits with his claws and teeth.

"Baga, pervert, outrageous! Do you know that wandering around in a girl's room is very rude!!!"

Su Xiaoqiang's pretty face flushed red, she bit her lips, and her peach-like eyes looked so shy that they seemed to be dripping with water.

She looked around the room, trying to see if there was anything she could use to knock Lu Mingfei unconscious and cause him to lose his memory.

If I let this guy walk out alive, my reputation will be...

On Lu Mingfei's side, he was also startled by the little fairy who suddenly jumped out.

It’s not that he is timid, but when people are thinking about a problem seriously, they will unconsciously relax their vigilance and be easily frightened by sudden things.

However, when he saw the little angel trying desperately to block the wall of photos, Lu Mingfei immediately showed an expression of "I see" and understood what the little angel was shy and panic about.

Who would have thought that Su Xiaoqiang, the arrogant and domineering girl, would have a whole photo wall covered with cute photo stickers?

In fact, beneath the thorny appearance of the little angel, there is also a delicate girlish heart.

Lu Mingfei thought that it was as if Columbus had discovered the New World.

“Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to go to the bathroom, so…” Lu Mingfei admitted his mistake first.

"You actually used my private bathroom! Lu Mingfei, do you want to die?"

Su Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth and held his head tightly, the plump mountains undulating with excessive shame and anger.

"Forget it, just use it..."

Su Xiaoqiang crossed her arms and waved, then blinked and turned to Lu Mingfei with a little bit of luck in her eyes: "It's just those, you, you didn't see them?" Lu Mingfei knew she was referring to the photo stickers, and played dumb: "What did you see?"

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned, and looked at Lu Mingfei with some suspicion: "Did you really not see it?"

Lu Mingfei spread his hands, "You didn't say what you saw, how would I know if I saw it or not."

The little goddess bit her lip and looked timidly: "That's it..."

The words were still on her lips when the little goddess waved her hand in a very heroic manner, "Hmph, forget it, I won't say anything more, just pretend you didn't see it."

I don’t know whether this guy really didn’t see it or was pretending not to see it, but the little angel felt that Lu Mingfei had most likely seen it.

But since he pretended not to see it, I just cooperated with him tacitly.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoqiang's heart was moved, and he suddenly felt that Lu Mingfei had a high EQ and was quite considerate.

"By the way, little angel, can I ask you about this photo?"

Lu Mingfei had never heard anyone else, or the little girl herself, mention her mother. Combined with some other information, Lu Mingfei deduced that the little girl's mother was probably gone.

Therefore, when Lu Mingfei decided to ask the little angel about the Lionheart brooch on her mother's chest, he was a little hesitant.

But at the same time, Lu Mingfei felt as if something was pulling him to the little goddess' home and find the photo in her room.

If you don’t ask this time, you may never have the chance to ask again in the future.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lu Mingfei decided to ask the little goddess this question.

"photo?"

Hearing Lu Mingfei suddenly bring up this matter again, the little angel's mood, which had just calmed down with great difficulty, was once again rippled with "shyness".

"You bastard! I just forgot about it with great difficulty!"

Su Xiaoqiang looked at him angrily, his beautiful big eyes wide open, wondering which photo Lu Mingfei was talking about.

Is it the one where he pouts his lips, or the one where he puffs up his lips and makes a "yeah" gesture, or the one where he pretends to be a kitten and meows.

However, when he saw that Lu Mingfei's eyes were fixed on the photo somewhere in the corner of the photo wall, Su Xiaoqiang was stunned and the expression on his face suddenly dimmed.

However, the gloomy look was fleeting, and the expression on Su Xiaoqiang's face immediately returned to normal, revealing the same indifferent attitude as usual.

"What do you want to ask about this photo?"

The little angel walked up to Lu Mingfei, squatted down with her arms folded and asked.

Lu Mingfei squatted down as well.

"Is this beautiful aunt your mother?"

The little angel nodded and hummed softly from her nose: "Hmm." with an expression of indifference on her face.

"she……"

"...She's gone." The little angel shrugged. "She died when I was very young."

"Do you remember me telling you, 'The first time I flew alone was when I was twelve years old'? My mother died that year. She was seriously ill at the time and died in China. Before she died, she told me that her wish was to be buried in the rose garden in her hometown after her death."

"Originally, I contacted my aunt, my mother's sister, hoping that she could come to China and bring my mother's ashes back. But then something happened and she couldn't come. So I begged my father to take me back to Portugal and personally bury my mother's urn in the rose garden in her hometown."

"But my father refused, and he used a rather perfunctory reason, saying that the company was very busy recently and he had no time. He rejected my request and rejected my mother's last wish."

"So I begged Uncle Li to buy me a ticket back to Portugal. He was originally planning to go with me, but he couldn't accompany me because of visa issues. And since one of my immediate relatives is Portuguese, I didn't have any visa issues."

"Then, I flew to Portugal by myself. After I got off the airport, I immediately contacted my aunt. Finally, my aunt drove me back to my mother's hometown. She accompanied me to bury my mother in the rose garden."

After Su Xiaoqiang finished speaking, the room suddenly fell into silence for a long time, as if someone had pressed the mute button. Only the breathing sounds of the two people could be heard in each other's ears.

"Didn't you want to ask a question just now? Go ahead!"

The little goddess suddenly patted Lu Mingfei on the back, tilted her head, and grinned:
"Why did the atmosphere suddenly become so heavy? Just ask your questions, I'm fine. I was really upset in the first two years after my mom passed away. But my mom has been dead for so long now, I won't be sad about these things anymore."

Lu Mingfei looked at Su Xiaoqiang's face and thought, "Little goddess, are you really not sad? But there are already tears in the corners of your eyes."

Generally at this time, the boy should reach out and wipe away the tears from the girl's eyes.

But Lu Mingfei didn't do that.

Lu Mingfei knew that the little angel must be trying hard to control her sadness. She was a little angel as bright as a sword, always standing in front with great pride, and didn't want to easily expose her weak side to others.

If I wiped her tears at this moment, it would surely break her calmness that she had managed to maintain with great difficulty, and make her burst into tears, right?
It was actually a little difficult for him to evaluate the behavior of the little girl's father. If he really coldly ignored his wife's last wishes and his daughter's wishes, then he must be an incompetent father.

But for some reason, Lu Mingfei always felt that Su Xiaoqiang's father must have some difficulties.

Although he hasn't even met the little angel's father yet.

Even one side.

"If you have any questions, ask them now."

The little goddess beside him opened her mouth slightly and urged again.

In fact, at this point, Lu Mingfei already regretted his rashness.

Because the little angel's forced smile already had an expression that said, "Hurry up and say something or I'm really going to cry."

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a long time, then slowly opened his mouth and asked:

"What kind of person is your mother?"

……

(End of this chapter)