Chapter 118 The answer was actually correct?
In Su Xiaoqiang's room, Lu Mingfei asked softly:
"What kind of person is your mother?"

Lu Mingfei thought about it and felt that if he asked the little goddess directly about the badge, she might not know the answer.

After all, according to her memories of her previous life, the little angel should be unaware of the world of mixed-bloods. When she participated in the interview at Kassel College, she was so angry that she stomped her feet at the inexplicable questions asked by Ye Sheng Yaji.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei felt that if he wanted to explore the secret behind this badge, he should first start with the mother of the little goddess.

The little angel bit her lips and thought to herself, I just praised you for your high emotional intelligence in my heart not long ago, why are you asking such a question now? Can't you read the air and see that I was hurt by the sight of the object just now?

But at least I answered the call. If the silent atmosphere just now had continued, I might really not be able to help crying in front of this guy.

You can cry in front of anyone, but not in front of this guy!

Su Xiaoqiang snorted arrogantly in his heart.

"Why are you asking my mother what to do?"

Su Xiaoqiang asked, while reaching out to push the dress down under her thighs, and sitting with her legs bent facing the photo wall. A pair of jade feet peeked out from under the hem of her skirt, and veins were faintly visible on her snow-white insteps.

Lu Mingfei looked away somewhat embarrassedly.

"Hiss - my legs are numb from squatting for too long." Su Xiaoqiang frowned slightly, took a deep breath, lifted up a little bit of her skirt, and reached out to rub her calves.

"What's wrong? Can't you care about your buddies?" Lu Mingfei also imitated Su Xiaoqiang and sat on the ground.

Su Xiaoqiang sneered: "It seems that I have coaxed that silly girl Liu Miaomiao a lot, and her mouth is getting better and better."

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, I've been coaxing you more recently, but my brain is almost burning out just thinking about how to talk to you about the bet. And Liu Miaomiao doesn't need to be coaxed at all, she's much gentler, cuter and more considerate than you.

But the words of criticism can only rot in the stomach. If I really say this to the little goddess, she won't be really angry, but she will definitely say something back at me. If I keep saying this, the topic will be diverted again.

"Look at what you said. It makes me look like a scumbag." Lu Mingfei smiled apologetically.

"Haha, aren't you?" Su Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes.

She didn't know why, but whenever this topic came up, she would inexplicably feel a slight annoyance in her heart. She wanted to punch Lu Mingfei beside her twice, so she simply stopped chatting nonsense with Lu Mingfei and answered Lu Mingfei's question just now.

"You just asked, 'What kind of person is my mother?' What did you want to ask about?"

Su Xiaoqiang wrapped her arms around her legs and tilted her head. Her big watery eyes from under her messy bangs stared at Lu Mingfei's profile, blinking again and again.

After all, he is a young man full of vigor and vitality. Even if he treats the little goddess as a buddy, the beauty of the little goddess is really overwhelming! Being stared at by such a little goddess, which boy would not be confused?

Lu Mingfei sat there in secrecy, while refocusing his thoughts on the badge.

"Do you remember what your mother does for a living?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Although students of Kassel College will join the Executive Department after graduation and be sent to locations around the world to become permanent executive specialists, the location of the Executive Department is not a specific place.

It is not an entire office floor or a secret base filled with executive department members on standby. The three words "executive department" are more of a concept.

Everyone usually has their own identity, profession, social circle and even family. Specialists do not always keep in touch with each other and may not even know each other.

Just an email, a text message, a piece of letter paper or even a few words from the academy would summon these mixed-bloods who usually hide among the masses to execute orders even if it meant their death.

Su Xiaoqiang shook his head, his hair dancing slightly.

"No job." Su Xiaoqiang said, "Although my family was well off when I was very young and could afford a nanny, my mother has been taking care of me personally since I can remember."

There is no job...

Lu Mingfei pondered. He had never heard of a specialist in the executive department being a full-time housewife. But then again, it was already quite rare for a hybrid who had awakened his bloodline to marry and have children with an ordinary person.

Among the people he knew, only the father of his paralyzed senior brother was a mixed-race who had awakened his bloodline and married an ordinary person.

In fact, according to the dragon race's bloodline theory, my uncle might be a mixed-race with extremely high purity.

After all, his father Lu Lincheng was also an S-level hybrid, and his great-grandfather Lu Shanyan was a member of the first generation Lionheart Society and a dragon slayer as famous as Ange and Menech Cassel. So his family could be considered a dragon slayer family, so his uncle's bloodline should not be bad either.

However, he probably hasn't awakened his dragon bloodline, and judging from all aspects, he is just an ordinary person. Therefore, the union between his uncle and aunt cannot be considered a marriage between a mixed-race and an ordinary person.

But the little angel's mother was wearing a brooch with the Lionheart Society logo. According to Lu Mingfei's inference, she should have awakened her bloodline.

"Then do you know which school your mother graduated from?" Lu Mingfei changed the question.

"I don't know which school it was," Su Xiaoqiang said, "but I know that my mother also went to college abroad. My mother and father met at the Christmas dance at Stanford University."

"Stanford University?" Lu Mingfei was stunned. "Didn't you say before that your father graduated from Zhongnan University with a major in metallurgy?"

"Yes."

Su Xiaoqiang said indifferently. "But my dad went to Stanford as an exchange student when he was a junior. At that time, a professor of energy resources engineering at Stanford visited my dad's school. My dad was in charge of the reception. The professor liked my dad very much and took him to Amei Ruiken. My family also planned to let me go to Stanford University after I graduated from high school. If I didn't get into Peking University or Tsinghua University, my family would let me study there."

In her previous life, people in school always said that Xiao Tiannv Qiang's father was a coal boss, and many people secretly made fun of her behind her back. But how could this be an ordinary coal boss? This was clearly a young talent that even professors at Stanford University valued, okay?

Lu Mingfei didn't believe that the little goddess in his previous life hadn't heard the rumors circulating behind him. As long as she told the true story of her father, she could slap the faces of these termites behind her.

But Lu Mingfei never saw the little goddess respond to these rumors.
Maybe that's just her personality, she doesn't like arguing; or maybe she just doesn't like it?

Just like a brightly blooming rose, it never cares about the accusations of other flowers and plants about its thorns.

But what if the little angel's father met her mother at the Christmas dance at Stanford University.

Isn't the little angel's mother a student at Kassel College, but studying at Stanford University?
No, that’s hard to say. Maybe Stanford University’s Christmas dance will also invite foreign guests from other colleges?
But he had never heard of this when he was at Kassel College. And Kassel College also had its own Christmas ball.

Every year at the Christmas party, when Lu Mingfei and Ling were dancing together, the useless senior brother would always secretly stuff the Boston lobsters and German roast pork elbows from the banquet into disposable food bags. These lobsters and pork elbows would become their rations for the next few days.

But then again, the less Su Xiaoqiang knows about his mother's related information, the more it might prove some problems.

For example, the father of the paralyzed senior brother has been deliberately hiding his past from the paralyzed senior brother. If they had not accidentally entered the Nibelungen that time, the paralyzed senior brother might never have come into contact with the world of mixed-bloods in his life.

However, if Su Xiaoqiang didn’t even know the school her mother graduated from, then she probably had no idea about the brooch in the photo.

But no matter how much I think about it, I still have to ask.

Lu Mingfei stood up slightly by supporting himself on the floor, and stretched out his hand to point to the brooch worn on the chest of the little goddess' mother in the photo.

But the little angel trembled and retracted her slender feet as if she had been electrocuted.

"..."

The two looked at each other.

"You, what do you want to do?" The little angel stared with alertness, her pretty face slightly red, and she pulled up the hem of her skirt to cover her feet.

"Fuck, you don't trust me at all!"

Lu Mingfei was numb and thought to himself, I'm really not a pervert, okay? What do you mean by pulling your feet back? Is it necessary for you to defend against me like this?
"What do you think? Don't think I don't know. You've been staring at me for quite a while!"

"Fuck, I haven't been staring at it for a long time. I've been looking at the photos..."

Lu Mingfei tried his best to explain while pointing to the location of the photo of the little angel and her parents, but he turned around and was suddenly stunned.

He had been looking at the photo just now, so he didn't notice it. Now thinking back, the little angel's feet seemed to be placed flat in front of the photo.

So even though I was staring at the photo, in the eyes of the little angel, it really looked like I was staring at her feet.

Plus, she misunderstood herself and thought she was a foot fetishist.
Damn, it's becoming increasingly difficult to explain!
Lu Mingfei recalled an old Chinese proverb, which was told to him by his good-for-nothing senior brother Finkel during a meal: "Yellow mud falls into your pants - it's shit, it's shit; it's not shit, it's also shit."

He felt that this was the situation he was in. Regardless of whether he was really watching or not, the little goddess had already accepted death.

"I was really just looking at the photos!" Lu Mingfei swore.

"Do you think I will believe you? You pervert..."

Su Xiaoqiang snorted coldly, but because her face was now a little flushed, this snort not only did not have the indifference and disdain of the past, but instead had a bit more of a girlish cuteness.

"You said you were looking at the photo, but what kind of brooch is my mother wearing in the photo? Look at me, don't look at the other side of the photo!"

Lu Mingfei was stunned. Wasn’t this question his own?
"Look at you, you really don't know, right?"

The little angel tilted her chin up: "I'll count to three. If you can't answer, it means you are not looking at the photo at all. Three, two..."

"It's a lion!"

Lu Mingfei replied before the countdown ended: "It's a brooch in the shape of a lion, with two feathers below and a crown above."

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned. This guy actually got the answer right?

Difficult, could it be that he was really looking at the photo just now, not at himself...

Wouldn't that make me seem very self-indulgent?
Su Xiaoqiang's face turned red instantly, and a slight whimper came from his throat. He felt extremely ashamed.

If this wasn't her own room, she would have wanted to throw the door and run away.

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(End of this chapter)