Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

After simply packing some clothes, Xia Di took the car to accompany Lao Chen home to get his luggage.

In order to catch Xia Di, this man immediately put aside his work and came over to find him as soon as he found out where he lived. He asked his wife to pack his luggage and put it at home, and asked his subordinates to buy tickets for him.

He even made arrangements for the driver. When he arrived at the airport, someone would help drive Xia Di's car back.

"You tell me, why are you acting like a thief guard?" Xia Di was sitting in the co-pilot sending a message, telling Chu Zihang to keep an eye on Lu Mingfei these days and not let him be lazy, and did not forget to complain about Lao Chen.

The editor Lao Chen who was driving kept his eyes straight and put his hands on the steering wheel to look at the traffic in front of him: "As long as you can save me some trouble, I will go to such trouble."

Lao Chen had some friendship with Xia Di's late parents, and he always regarded Xia Di as his nephew. Otherwise, with his status, he really wouldn't be chasing a best-selling author all over the world, and sending a few editors to urge him would be considered a face-saving measure.

"Tch." Xia Di was speechless, watching the car drive through the main road in the city center, and suddenly thought of something.

That little idiot Xia Mi seems to be a minor and cannot fly without a guardian.

How could she run to the capital thousands of miles away? You can't just fly there by yourself, right? She was so weak... couldn't she help but fly past? !

But as the Dragon King, she always has a way to solve it. It is easy for her to just take a train bound for the capital. Maybe when Xia Di wakes up at the hotel, Xia Mi will just get off the train.

Thinking of this, he no longer worried. He took out a piece of dried meat from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing slowly: "Old Chen, do you want to eat dried meat?"

This is made from the best tenderloin, and he also added a lot of medicinal materials and spices to highlight the color, flavor, and supplements. One bite will not only extend your life, but it can also help middle-aged and elderly people like Lao Chen regain their glory. A clock.

It's a pity that Lao Chen is a very particular person. He has always been very rational without Xia Di disturbing his mind: "You can't eat while driving, it will easily distract you."

Xia Di twitched the corner of her mouth. She didn't know how much saliva she had swallowed in her throat, and she still pretended to be like this. She deserved not to be able to eat well.

About half an hour later, the SUV stopped at the entrance of a community. A woman was standing on the roadside holding a suitcase, chatting with a family of three.

That woman was Lao Chen's wife. She was quiet and dignified, and she was a perfect match for Lao Chen. According to seniority, Xia Di had to call her aunt, but he didn't call her aunt before, and it was even less possible now.

"Mrs. Chen, long time no see." He opened the car window, raised his sword finger to his forehead, and treated it as a greeting.

Mrs. Chen smiled gently at him: "Xiao Xia, this time you and Lao Chen are going to the capital together. Please keep an eye on him and remember not to let him smoke."

"OK, no problem." Xia Di Le held up the chicken feathers as arrows.

Lao Chen on the side had already moved his luggage into the trunk. He ignored the conversation between his wife and Xia Di and turned to look at the family of three next to him.

This family is a distant relative of his, and the male owner calls him his cousin when talking about genealogy, but in fact the two are not much different in age, and they have always been friends as equals.

Moreover, both of them are deputy editors under the Qidian Literature Publishing House. They are jokingly called the Chen duo by the people in the editorial department. Among them, Lao Chen is called Da Chen because of his seniority and age and the discovery of Xia Di, the ghost of breaking the clock. , the other naturally became Xiao Chen.

Deputy editor Xiao Chen still had some things to deal with, so he bought tickets for tomorrow, otherwise the three of them would be able to set off together tonight.

At this moment, Old Chen was chatting with Xiao Chen. When he saw their little girl's big eyes staring at Xia Di who stuck her head out to breathe fresh air, he asked:

"School is about to start, has your Wenwen pick-up and drop-off problem been solved?"

The girl from Xiao Chen's family has good academic performance and is quiet and cute. Like her father, she likes to read quietly. Everyone who sees her has to praise her for being so beautiful.

Xiao Chen originally planned to send her to the best public middle school in the city, but her mother said she wanted her daughter to be exposed to better peers, so she planned to send her to the junior high school of Shilan Middle School.

But because the couple's workplace is completely opposite from Shilan Middle School, only one of them has to give up their job to take their children to school, so they have been struggling with this issue recently.

Fortunately, thanks to a certain dove writer who did not want to be named, their magazine was booming and their salary was rising. Mrs. Chen simply changed her job to a housewife and signed an author part-time, which coincided with her family and career. Correct.

"That's okay." Lao Chen nodded when he heard the news. If his son hadn't gone to college, he could still help out at school.

I don't know where the little guy who played with Xia Di this afternoon is studying. If they are in the same school, they might be able to take care of each other. After all, parents who have to go to school so far away from home are really worried.

But seeing Xia Dina holding the dried meat in her mouth like she was dying, he didn't bother to ask. After saying a few words, he turned around and got in the car.

The two of them arrived at the airport in silence all the way. They bought some bread at a nearby supermarket to cushion their stomachs, then took the tickets from the assistant who had been waiting for a long time and checked in.

"Well, on the hour." Xia Di sat in the waiting hall and looked at the light sign boredly. Seeing Lao Chen still fighting with the half baguette, she couldn't bear to give him a piece of dried meat as a side dish.

"It's a bit hard, eat it slowly."

Lao Chen has been craving for it for a long time. How could he refuse now that he has a legitimate reason? "Don't worry, my teeth are fine."

But when he took it and took a bite, he found that it was even harder than the baguette in his hand. One bite almost broke his front teeth: "Here, what kind of meat are you made of? Why is it so hard?!"

Xia Di slumped in the chair and buttoned up his hat. He leaned on the chair and pretended to be a sociophobic patient. He said in a muffled voice: "As the saying goes, dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. This is authentic dragon meat. Eat it and keep it for you." Be refreshed without wax.”

"You're just kidding." Lao Chen didn't believe it at all. He ran to the water dispenser to get a cup of hot water, threw the dried meat in and waited for it to soften before eating.

Xia Di saw it and muttered "waste" and ignored it.

After waiting for another half an hour, the notification finally sounded in the departure hall that you could line up to board the plane.

There is no need to check in the luggage of both of them, they can just put it directly on the upper shelf inside the cabin.

The ticket purchased by the editorial office was business class. Xia Di grabbed a seat by the window and was looking out into the gloomy night. Suddenly, the air in the shadows where the light could not reach was inexplicably distorted, as if something non-existent came from under the plane. Jumped over.

Xia Di: (⊙⊙)

If he remembered correctly, there were only three flights to the capital today, morning, noon and evening, and now they were taking the last flight.

Although it is easier to get on the train at the train station, it is further away from the airport and takes longer. If a little fool is anxious to seek the nearer, then it is very likely...

No, I can't continue thinking about it. If I continue to think about it, I will be humiliated again.

…

"Hehe, I'm really smart and clever."

After the door was closed, in the empty cargo hold of the plane, a chuckle as clear as a silver bell suddenly sounded, with a little pride and complacency.

"Ouch?" The listless husky, who was locked in a cage, was startled by the sudden sound. He jumped up and turned around to see where there was someone who could accompany him to relieve his boredom.

But after searching for a long time, he couldn't find it, so he got angry and howled non-stop.

Finally, the girl’s voice sounded again:

"Shut up, if you make any more noise I'll stew you!"

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