A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 425 Even the biological father couldn't stop it, it seems there's a reason?

"Um...this..." Faced with his mother's question, Lu Mingfei was caught in a dilemma.

Should we pin the blame on Principal Angers' head?
Lu Mingfei had finally met his biological mother, and subconsciously he had no intention of lying to Qiao Weini; he just wanted to be a good and obedient son.

But the whole Doomsday Faction thing was told to Lu Mingfei by Uncle Pompeii. Is it appropriate to mention Uncle Pompeii here?

Pompeii's statement, "Your mother swindled me out of most of Gattuso's fortune," had a profound impact on Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously glanced at the doctor next to him. The doctor, being an experienced person, had his own sense of perception: "Oh, I think I've disturbed this touching reunion between mother and child."

"Perfect timing. His heart rate and body temperature are both normal. It's unbelievable that he could maintain a normal body temperature after walking in the blizzard for so long. His Kassel down jacket is actually that warm now?"

Lu Mingfei felt a little smug. The down jacket was made using his senior brother Finger's special heat-preserving alchemy. The doctor's praise made him subconsciously feel a sense of shared honor and disgrace, and he was very proud of his senior brother.

As he spoke, the doctor turned and walked to the door. He opened the door and took half a step out, then turned back and said, "However, Ms. Jovini, I must remind you."

"Even with Chairman Lu's permission, according to the Safe Harbor Ordinance, some inspections and inquiries are necessary. Before the results are in, more information needs to be kept confidential."

"I understand." Qiao Weini showed slight displeasure, seemingly indignant on behalf of her son, but inwardly she didn't care.

Chairman Lu?! Lu Mingfei's mouth opened slightly. Was this referring to his father, Lu Lincheng? It must be, right?

"Wo Zhuo," that title sounds impressive. Is his dad that powerful in the Doomsday Faction? Is he the leader of the Doomsday Faction?

Then wouldn't Lu Lincheng's biological son, as a second-generation heir, be able to do whatever he wants in this safe haven? Just like Caesar in the Gattuso family?

No, no, no, that's not right. According to the doctor's advice to Mom, even though Dad Lu Lincheng is the boss in the safe haven, he still has to abide by certain management regulations.

Even so, Lu Mingfei felt much more fulfilled, as if someone was supporting him from behind, giving the loser endless confidence.

This was a sense of fulfillment Lu Mingfei had never experienced before! Was this the happiness of having parents to shelter you from the storm?!

After receiving Qiao Weini's response, the doctor nodded knowingly, closed the door, and left. Only after the footsteps faded did Qiao Weini soften her expression, sit by the bedside, and embrace Lu Mingfei without any awkwardness: "I'm sorry, if you don't want to talk..."

"No." Lu Mingfei was half-embraced and half-held by his mother, and he quickly denied it. Feeling reassured, Lu Mingfei didn't hesitate to betray his beloved uncle: "It was Uncle Pompeii who told me."

“Pompeii?” Giovanni’s performance was flawless. Her face first showed surprise, then guilt, and finally concern for her son: “You mean Pompeii Gattuso? Son, he didn’t do anything to you, did he?”

The real Jovie naturally had no connection with Pompeii, but the current Jovie is closely connected with the current Pompeii.

Lu Mingfei shook his head vigorously: "No, no, Uncle Pompeii is very good to me. He told me a lot of things, including about you, Mom and Dad, and the Doomsday Party."

"Even..." At this point, Lu Mingfei cautiously peeked at Qiao Weini's expression, afraid that mentioning this would displease his mother: "She even secretly told me that you, you..."

"He even said, 'Mom, you are taking a lot of supplies to the Arctic.'"

“I see.” Jovin smiled gently. “Son, you don’t need to be so subtle. And a lot of supplies, huh? Back then, I did indeed move most of the Gattuso family’s assets to build this haven.”

Lu Mingfei's heart jumped. He watched Qiao Weini's expression while nodding slowly like a sloth, as if he would stop nodding if Qiao Weini changed her expression even slightly.

“Don’t worry.” Jovini was still smiling. “It seems that Pompeii has changed over the years. Back when he was studying in Kassel, Pompeii would never have told anyone such an embarrassing thing.”

"I did this to help your father, it was a last resort, and it was indeed wrong."

Lu Mingfei could only awkwardly offer a forced smile; nothing he said would be appropriate. Should he support his mother's actions? That deceitful behavior might invite his mother's reprimand. Should he support Pompeii? Wouldn't that be criticizing his mother? That was even worse.

Right now, Lu Mingfei just wanted to quickly move on from Uncle Pompeii's matter. He silently apologized to Uncle Pompeii and hurriedly changed the subject: "So, Mom, what about Senior Brother Finger and the others?"

Because of Pompeii and her mother's past, Lu Mingfei almost forgot about the things he had been concerned about.

“They’re alright for now.” Qiao Weini prioritized reassuring her ‘precious son’: “As for more specific details, according to the regulations of this lousy place, Mommy doesn’t have the authority to tell you right now.”

“Your dad needs to come and talk to you. Son, do you want to get another checkup? Is there anything wrong with you? If not, I'll take you to see him.”

Lu Mingfei wanted to stand up and jump around to show his mother how healthy he was, but because of Qiao Weini's hug, he could only lower his head and say that he was fine: "Mom, don't worry, I'm perfectly fine."

Now that he knew that Senior Brother Finger and the others were out of immediate danger, Lu Mingfei put aside his worries about his senior brother and gradually became happy. First, he saw his biological mother, and then he would see his biological father. Lu Mingfei truly felt that today was his lucky day. "Then come with me." Qiao Weini was also decisive and led Lu Mingfei out of the hospital. Lu Mingfei saw several Herlf buildings and tall spruce trees.

Lu Mingfei looked around and found that not only were the buildings dense and the plants towering, but there were also many children in the surrounding snow, chasing after the St. Bernard dogs and moose pulling the sleds.

“What a pity.” Jovini pointed at the dog as she walked: “Your savior isn’t here. After we found you, we sent a smart St. Bernard with a sled to take you to safety.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei immediately felt a deep respect for the dogs, feeling as if they had been given a second life!

"Pfft." Seeing the respectful look in Lu Mingfei's eyes when he looked at the dogs, Qiao Weini couldn't help but laugh: "Go see your dad first, and Mom will come with you to feed them later."

Lu Mingfei quickly agreed and quickened his pace to keep up with Qiao Weini. This mother of his was good in every way, except that she was just like his senior sister Su Qian when it came to doing things. She was just as capable and efficient in everything she did.

With quick steps, Qiao Weini crossed several buildings and soon arrived at the Herlf Building, which was significantly taller than the other buildings. She took the elevator to the top floor, walked through a long corridor with windows on both sides, and finally stopped in front of the dark wooden door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Seeing his mother's increasingly agitated knocking, Lu Mingfei became even more frightened. How could his usually gentle mother be so violent when she knocked? If he accidentally made a mistake, wouldn't he get a good spanking?

Ignoring what was going on inside, Qiao Weini knocked on the door and left: "You talk to your dad, Mom has something to do and needs to go downstairs to check on things."

"?" Lu Mingfei wasn't blind; he clearly caught the fleeting indifference in Qiao Weini's eyes as she turned to leave.

This subtle change in expression made Lu Mingfei's heart leap into his throat. Why? Had he done something wrong? Had he made his mother angry?
"Please come in." Only then did a voice come from inside the office.

Lu Mingfei nervously pushed open the door and went in. As he was thinking about how to apologize to his mother, he suddenly realized that he himself seemed to be in the right, and that his father, Lu Lincheng, was the one who was wrong.

In a Bauhaus-style office, screens of varying sizes hung on the east wall, displaying various curved model diagrams that Lu Mingfei couldn't understand. There was a floor-to-ceiling window on the west side, and three tables. The left and right tables were filled with various small engineering parts and models, while the middle table was piled with documents.

Most importantly, there was the middle-aged man who stood up, and his female assistant with blonde hair, long waves, and a pencil skirt.

Especially that black bodycon skirt, the hem only reached her thighs, and there was even a small slit on the right thigh. Lu Mingfei finally understood why Qiao Weini's expression had been so cold and unpleasant as soon as she arrived.

This female assistant is probably the culprit behind Lu Mingfei's cold and indifferent attitude, which prevented him from realizing his dream of a family reunion.

Out of consideration for his family's reunion, no matter how beautiful or sexy the female assistant was, Lu Mingfei had no liking for her. No matter how big her breasts were, Lu Mingfei deliberately avoided looking at them.

"Son, you've finally arrived." Lu Lincheng seemed particularly happy. This father was no longer young, and there were many wrinkles around his eyes, but standing in the pile of documents, he had an elegant and refined temperament, and even contained a trace of the unique majesty of a great man.

“Natasha.” Lu Lincheng turned to his blonde female assistant: “My ‘precious son’ and I haven’t seen each other for over ten years. Please give us some private space so we can talk alone.”

Natasha didn't follow suit. Instead, she went to the side, brewed two cups of hot tea, and served them to Lu Lincheng and then to Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei had no choice but to politely thank her.

After pouring the tea, Natasha swayed her hips and walked with a cat-like gait, her high heels clicking as she left the office, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

The way he swayed his hips made Lu Mingfei suddenly understand Lu Lincheng. Tsk tsk, it seems understandable that even his own father couldn't stop him.

No, no, Lu Mingfei quickly shook his head. How could he think like that? This kind of woman is no match for his own mother, Qiao Weini.

Because of Natasha, the atmosphere between the father and son was not as warm as when they reunited at the hospital. Instead, it was quite awkward. The two looked at each other and occasionally took a sip of tea, but neither of them spoke first.

As he finished his tea, Lu Lincheng finally couldn't hold back any longer. He couldn't let his peers laugh at him, could he? Qiao Weini didn't want to become a laughingstock like Pompeii, but he did?
"Son," Lu Lincheng said, feigning deep affection, "Dad loves you."

"Pfft!" Lu Mingfei spat out the last mouthful of tea, feeling goosebumps rise on his skin. Why was his father being so mushy?
Fortunately, Lu Mingfei maintained his last shred of rationality, forcibly turning his head away as he spat out the tea, preventing it from splashing onto Lu Lincheng and the documents on the table.

"Cough, cough!" Lu Mingfei coughed three times to catch his breath, his face full of question marks: "Wait, Dad, why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Hearing that "Dad," Lu Lincheng felt a surge of satisfaction. He had won! From now on, among all his clones, only Pompeii would be a laughingstock.

"Why?" Lu Lincheng certainly had his reasons: "It's because I'm afraid you'll overthink it. According to the Safe Harbor Ordinance, anyone entering or leaving must undergo a rigorous polygraph test."

“I know you have many questions, son, but I can only tell you after you have undergone a lie detector test.”

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad will be with you. It's just a simple question."

(End of this chapter)