Chapter 103: Dating

Sheng Mingzhi looked like he was stunned by this statement.

The white face shows a hint of dullness, which is oddly cute.

For a moment, I wondered if Luke was such a wild talker.

But I am not yet 18 years old, so even if I were to give my body to someone else, it would not be in accordance with the relevant legal provisions.

"I ......"

Half-heartedly, he squeezed out the words, "How can you say such things."

Luke looked at him.

Sheng Mingzhi was a little angry: "Even if you saved me, you can't be so frivolous."

Luke: "Flippant?"

Sheng Mingzhi nods.

Luke seemed to be thinking, "Is that considered frivolous?"

Sheng Mingzhi nods vigorously.

Luke apologized, "Sorry. I'll keep an eye on it."

Sheng Mingzhi was at first confused as to why Luke said he would pay attention.

It was only later that he realised that Luke really didn't mean to slight him, but that he was a man who spoke in such a loquacious way that he didn't look like a serious person.

When Luke had finished, Sheng Mingzhi wondered if he had gone too far in what he had just said.

What if Luke was just playing a joke on him?

Sheng Mingzhi can't give the impression that the other person can't even afford a joke.

So, after much deliberation, Sheng Mingzhi explained in a low voice, "And I can't give my life away right now, I'm still three months shy of adulthood."

The air in the restaurant seemed to fall silent.

Sheng Mingzhi was feeling strange when he looked up and Luke's expression was even more subtle than his.

There was a flash of embarrassment and guilt in his eyes and this time it was a genuine apology, "I'm sorry."

Sheng Mingzhi wondered why he was telling himself he was sorry all over again.

As he was leaving, Luke grabbed some more sweets from the reception desk and stuffed them into Sheng Mingzhi's arms.

There are many flavours of Milanese milk candies, and Sheng Mingzhi is not a big fan of sugar, but did not refuse it.

Luke touched Sheng Mingzhi's head, and Sheng Mingzhi scowled at his rua and said angrily, "What are you doing ......"

The man smiled, his peach blossom eyes curving into little bridges, "An amends gift for the little ones."

Sheng Mingzhi muttered, "Where can you get such a cheap gift, I saw you get it from the front stage, free candy."

Emphasis was placed on the last four words.

Luke said brazenly, "Isn't there a saying that a gift is a gift?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "......"

I see that your friendship is not very strong either.

Sheng Mingzhi, holding the candy, said defiantly, "And I'm not a child, so don't always try to coax me with your childish ways."

Luke curled his lips and smoothed his hair, "Hmm. Then you're a big seventeen-year-old friend."

It's not still coaxing children.

Sheng Mingzhi was a little upset, as Luke didn't look a few years older than him either.

Luke promised to have dinner with him the day after tomorrow, and Sheng Mingzhi looked at it to see that it was New Year's Day.

I don't know if Luke, a foreigner who has been studying outside for so many years, still knows what it means to have New Year's Eve dinner together at home, but Sheng Mingzhi was quite happy.

The beauty of it was that his father called him three or four times to urge him to return home.

Sheng Mingzhi Eyes off the ball, just block his dad.

So the day before New Year's Eve, the call came from his brother.

As soon as she picked up the phone, Sheng Xu got straight to the point: "You have five minutes to buy your ticket back home."

Sheng Mingzhi: "......"

Knew his brother was going to say this.

Sheng Mingzhi had already thought of a response and justifiably lied: "Our orchestra has a performance on New Year's Day ......"

Sheng Xu, expressionless, lifted his eyes, "Do you need me to call Rele in front of you and ask him what kind of New Year's Day shows your band has? It seems I've missed something so much that I'm the last to know that the whole world is celebrating Chinese New Year?"

After saying this, and giving Sheng Mingzhi a grimace, "I thank you for speeding up the progress of our country's global unification."

Sheng Mingzhi :"......"

Seeing his weakness, Sheng Xu said coldly, "You've got your wings, haven't you? What are you doing in Milan instead of going home for the New Year?"

Sheng Mingzhi said sheepishly, "I can't buy a ticket now."

"Oh. But you can swipe over three million dollars for luxury items, right?" Sheng Xu knocked on the table, "I'll arrange for a private jet to pick you up and you have to get back to my country."

Sheng Mingzhi For the first time, I realized that having too much money can be an annoyance.

Why does their family need a private jet?

"Wait." Sheng Mingzhi retorted, "I have some business in Milan and I can't come back."

"Go ahead." Sheng Xu grimaced, "I've come to see what it's about."

"Just ......"

Sheng Mingzhi is stuck.

Sheng Xu suddenly sensed a hint of something wrong in the words that this little ancestor was swallowing.

This young ancestor of his family has been constantly receiving confessions and love letters from others since primary school because of his superior looks.

But Sheng Mingzhi has always had his eyes on the ground, and his family has never worried that he might fall in love early.

You can't go to Italy and have some kind of peach blossom, can you?

Suddenly nervous, Xu asked, "What are you being vain about, you're not in love abroad, are you?"

Sheng Mingzhi, as if hit by a sore point, immediately retorted, "Nuts, who's in love?"

"Why don't you go back to your country if you're not in love, has some vixen in Italy got you hooked."

Sheng Mingzhi A sudden flash of Luke's look-alike came to mind.

It does look rather like a vixen.

"Anyway, I'm not okay, you leave me alone, I can't die."

He was afraid that if Sheng Xu asked questions, he wouldn't be able to resist giving an account.

Sheng Mingzhi hung up the phone in a hurry-

Throwing the phone away, Sheng Mingzhi threw himself on the bed.

His brain emptied as he looked at the ceiling, then the next second he yanked the pillows off the bed, hugged them hard in his arms, and rolled over.

Covering the lower half of her face, her ears burned as she remembered Sheng Xu's words.

...... What does it mean to be in a relationship?

As soon as the thought came to him, it was like a seed sprouting in his heart.

Sheng Mingzhi remembered with a start the milkshake Luke had given him on his way out and rolled over to sit up from his bed.

Finding the milk candies in the paper bag, Sheng Mingzhi hesitates for a moment before peeling one off and tossing it into his mouth.

Was it an illusion? It always seemed sweeter than any milkshake he'd ever had before.

He lay back down on the bed and picked up his phone and flipped out Luke's WeChat.

Luke's WeChat is as simple as his person. His circle of friends is not set to be visible for only three days, but there are only a few things related to his life.

Most of them share the shop and at a glance, they are the kind of part-time jobs that are asked by their bosses to promote in their circle of friends.

Luke's part-time career has been quite varied, from restaurants to libraries and bars.

Is ...... really quite short of money?

Inexplicably, Sheng Mingzhi couldn't help but scroll through all of his friends' circles.

Didn't seem to see any other girls in his circle of friends, couldn't tell if he was single or with someone.

Sheng Mingzhi rolled over and thought.

I don't think so, he's so busy working part-time and in a relationship, is he a master of time management?

The idea bubbled to the surface.

Sheng Mingzhi's heart suddenly beats faster for a moment.

Quickly, he snapped back to his senses and thought furiously.

What does it matter to me if he's in a relationship or not!

It took a long time before Sheng Mingzhi pulled his face out of the pillow. It took a long time before Sheng Mingzhi pulled his face out of the pillow.

I stared at Luke's WeChat name for a long time, then changed his note.

Press the screen letter by letter.

The WeChat page jumped and two words appeared.

"Someone." -

On New Year's Day, Sheng Mingzhi got up early.

The dinner date with Luke was in the evening, in a Chinese restaurant in Milan.

Sheng Mingzhi stood in front of the mirror, changed two outfits and felt a little weird about how he wore them.

He took a picture and sent it to Shen Ling: [Does this look good?

Shen Ling: [?

Shen Ling: [Po, you look good in a sack.jpg]

Sheng Mingzhi has become immune to the rainbow farts sent by Shen Ling.

He replied: [Wouldn't that be a bit childish?

Shen Ling: [No. It's nice.]

Shen Ling wonders: [Why do you need to wear something so mature?

......

......

Right Oh.

Why does he dress mature on purpose?!

Sheng Mingzhi was thunderstruck by himself.

More importantly, why did he spend the morning wasting time on matching clothes.

Is it dinner with the President of Italy, please?

Even a dinner with the President of Italy is not worth the elaborate dressing of Mr. Sheng Jr.

Not true.

He was already an exquisitely handsome man, and dressed exquisitely to be responsible for his face.

Right.

That's right.

There's absolutely no way you'd waste a morning picking out clothes because you're having dinner with Luke anyway.

As if to deceive himself, Sheng Mingzhi hurriedly took off the suit he was wearing and picked out a carefree and casual-looking white rabbit fur jacket with a snug-fitting jumper underneath and then a pair of jeans, which set off his waist and legs and made him look youthful.

Luke drove the car when he came to pick him up.

Sheng Mingzhi, slightly surprised, got in and looked around, wondering, "Is this your car?"

Luke was unapologetic: "A friend's car."

The poverty is clear.

He wore a black coat today. Luke is very tall and wearing a coat suits him very well, with broad shoulders and a wide back, as straight and handsome as a tree, the key is that his body proportions are extremely good, and the caricature doesn't even dare to draw such an exaggerated picture.

After changing out of his overalls, Luke's face looks even more demonic.

Even if you put this face inside the entertainment industry, I guess it is still a ride to the top level.

The restaurant for dinner was chosen by Sheng Mingzhi.

In order to take care of poor Luke's glassy heart, Mr. Sheng chose a less expensive and less cheap restaurant to treat himself.

When it came to ordering, Sheng Mingzhi hesitated for a while and ordered a few dishes in a moderate manner.

When he saw the wine list, Sheng Mingzhi, for whatever reason, suddenly and insistently ordered a glass of sparkling wine.

He has never had a glass of wine before, but sparkling wine shouldn't be too bad.

It looks a bit like a drink.

After ordering, Luke took the menu; instead of adding to it, he spoke to the restaurant's waiter: "Sparkling wine for milk, please."

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned: "Why did you change my wine!"

Luke looked at him nonchalantly, "Underage drinking is not appropriate."

Sheng Mingzhi is not convinced: "I'll be an adult after New Year's Day."

Luke raised an eyebrow, "It's your birthday?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "...... is not."

That's not.

After a year, you're a year older!

Luke turned to the waiter and repeated, "Please do as I say."

Sheng Mingzhi is not convinced: "Italian law doesn't say that underage people can't drink!"

"Yes. Luckily we're Chinese." Luke closed his menu, slowing down, "Chinese kids are not fit to drink."

Silence fell over the table.

After a while, Sheng Mingzhi asked, "Why do you always call me a little kid, are you big?"

Luke gave a subtle pause.

Sheng Mingzhi did not realise that there was an ambiguity in this statement; he was still struggling with another matter.

So far, Luke has not taken the initiative to ask for his name.

"And you keep calling me little friend little friend, don't I have a name?"

Sheng Mingzhi didn't wait for Luke to say anything before he justifiably continued, "You put your hand out."

Luke froze for a moment.

Sheng Mingzhi urged, "Hurry up!"

Luke held out his hand and Sheng Mingzhi grasped his wrist before writing his name on his hand.

While he writes carefully, Luke wanders off slightly.

For a moment, it was unclear whether he was teasing himself on purpose or unconsciously.

Write the name in the palm of your hand.

A bit more than that indeed.

Sheng Mingzhi didn't even notice, and only after writing it did he feel a little embarrassed.

But there's no pen here, and isn't it normal for him to dryly say his name like a retard and write it on the other hand!

Sheng Mingzhi.

Luke took note of his name, which somehow sounded familiar.

Still, he felt that it was necessary to emphasise with Sheng Mingzhi: " Mingzhi, in future, don't do what you just did."

Hearing his name run out of Luke's mouth, Sheng Mingzhi's breath hitched slightly and his heart beat a lot faster.

It took a few seconds before he looked back, "What is it."

Luke rambled, "Writing your name on another man's hand."

Sheng Mingzhi: "?"

Why.

And he hasn't done that to anyone else.

Seeming to see the confusion on Sheng Mingzhi's face, Luke explained, "You're still young, you'll see later."

Sheng Mingzhi was annoyed when he said she was small and said back, "I'm not small. And aren't you another man too."

Luke paused.

Then idly, "I'm not the same."

Sheng Mingzhi thought to himself, "What's the difference, aren't they all men?

Luke continued cheekily, "No grown man other than his brother is a good person."

Sheng Mingzhi: "......"

Eating with Luke is a pleasure.

Apart from being a bit toxic and narcissistic, Luke knows a lot, is well informed and knowledgeable, and quickly captures the attention of Sheng Mingzhi.

Before you know it, it is twilight and Sheng Mingzhi is still a bit reluctant to leave.

When it was time to check out, Luke took out his money clip and paid.

Seeing this, Sheng Mingzhi hurriedly said, "This meal is on me."

Luke pinched his cheeks, "I can't cheat kids out of their pocket money."

Sheng Mingzhi got anxious: "You didn't cheat me out of my money, and it was you who did me a favour and said I'd buy you dinner!"

Seeing that he was really anxious, Luke only coaxed, "Another time then, this time on me, okay?"

When he heard that there was a next time, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly thought it was a good offer.

He let go, but on second thought, he felt uncomfortable.

Luke has to buy himself dinner at the end of the day after working so many jobs by himself.

After the crossover, Luke took him back to the hotel.

Sheng Mingzhi didn't want to leave him so early, but it was almost one o'clock and I couldn't find any reason to stay with him so late.

He stood in the doorway of the hotel, moping, "Luke, good night."

Luke gave him his New Year's present, "You too, go to bed early."

Sheng Mingzhi didn't expect Luke to give her a New Year's gift, and the guilt she felt was compounded by the thought of him inviting her to dinner tonight.

Oh my god, Luke is not going to spend all his money on me, what is he going to do this month, is he going to drink?

Back in his hotel bed, Sheng Mingzhi regretted it the more he thought about it.

He fished out Luke's WeChat, thought about it, and transferred 20,000.

He also had no idea how much the evening meal cost, or how much Luke had bought him for New Year's Eve.

I just think that the car money and postage costs add up to almost 20,000, anyway, he only had 20,000 left in his WeChat, so he simply transferred it all to Luke.

Just after turning it around, Luke sent a question mark over.

Anyone who dares to send a question mark to Sheng Mingzhi will definitely be blackballed by him.

After all, the subtext of a question mark in Mr. Sheng's eyes is "Are you stupid?"

But Luke sending him a question mark would not, and he somehow felt that Luke's question mark simply meant a question mark.

Sheng Mingzhi replied: [Here's the money for the evening meal and the bus fare].

After a moment's deliberation, he stressed, [Luke, I have plenty of pocket money, it doesn't cost you anything].

For fear of hurting Luke's pride, Mr. Sheng Jr. has taken it word by word, deleting and reducing.

[I think you work too hard to earn money, I shouldn't spend your money all the time TvT]

Luke opened WeChat and saw his message.

Sheng Mingzhi's tangled face seems to have come to mind.

Mo is a bit cute.

He gave a soft laugh and a voice reply.

"Not so much that I don't even have the money to buy you dinner."

"You don't have to worry, there's more than enough to feed you a little friend."

Sheng Mingzhi's heart beat uncontrollably faster again after listening to the voice message.

He played the last sentence several times and couldn't help but roll around in bed twice.

After rolling, I realised I had no money in my WeChat.

Sheng Mingzhi rushed to his senses, called his brother and opened the door to ask for pocket money.

Sheng Xu transferred 200,000 to him, and opened a separate card for him in case he didn't have enough money to spend in Milan.

But this boy has been spending money too fast lately, it's almost as if he's been keeping some woman outside, making him wonder more and more if his brother has fallen in love early.

After hanging up Sheng Mingzhi's phone, Sheng Xu was still a little anxious.

His brother didn't really get ripped off by some gringo, did he?

If it weren't for the New Year and MingChen's inability to leave right now, Sheng Xu would be on a plane to Italy in a heartbeat.

After some thought, Sheng Xu lost the battle and retrieved Lu Jiayan's mobile number from his address book.

Once the call was answered, he didn't bother with pleasantries and asked, "You're still in Milan, right?"

Lu Jiayan seemed to have just come home from work: "What?"

"My brother is also in Milan, he won't be home for New Year, so go and look after him for me."

Lu Jiayan paused for a moment: "How old is your brother?"

"Seventeen, what's wrong?"

"Oh. Not much." Lu Jiayan slowly: "From the way you sound, I thought he'd just been weaned."

Can you go to hell.

What did you do in a previous life to make friends with a dog like you.

"He is seventeen years old is also similar to unweaned, you don't even know how difficult this b brat is to get ...... Forget it, anyway, I won't talk to you about this, I'm not comfortable with him being a kid abroad, I'll send you his photo and contact information later."

"Oh yes, you watch him a little more for me, did he get too close to any female or male, damn, no foreigner is a good thing, actually even underage are not spared, I have said that those foreigners are all animals ......"

Cursing and hanging up the phone.

Lu Jiayan smiled, unconcerned by Sheng Xu's temper.

After a while, Sheng Xu sent his brother's photo and contact details to him on WeChat.

Lu Jiayan clicked on the photo and the moment his eyes fell on it, his expression froze.

Then a subtle reply: [...... This is your brother?

Sheng Xu.

[Just him. What?

[Oh. I know, not as good looking as me, but barely.]

Sheng Xu is still complaining: [You don't even know how fast he's spending money lately, I seriously suspect he's giving it to someone, damn it, he just asked me for pocket money, I'm afraid he doesn't have enough for himself, I don't know how much he's getting for that old beast (angry)]

Looking at the 20,000 that Sheng Mingzhi had just transferred to himself, even though he had not received it, Lu Jiayan fell into a subtle silence.

He seems to have sensed that Lu Jiayan's attitude was a little off.

Sheng Xu throws a question mark over: [?

He suddenly remembered that Lu Jiayan did not seem to like women.

There is an inexplicable illusion of sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth is going on.

Sheng Xu still felt weird and posted: [I don't think you're planning to have a relationship these days, are you?

Yes, with all the infighting in the Lu family, Lu Jiayan, the old dog, has to concentrate on his career.

[Hmm.]

Lu Jiayan replied slowly: [Not recently].

Sheng Xu has just breathed a sigh of relief.

As a result, Lu Jiayan replied: [But it suddenly came up just now].

Sheng Xu: [......]

Sheng Xu's heart grew stronger with a bad feeling: [I feel I must warn you for the record, my brother is only seventeen, you know that, right?

Lu Jiayan: [Aware.]

Two seconds later, he sent another message, exasperating Sheng Xu by standing up straight from behind his desk.

Lu Jiayan: [Won't it be 18 next year].

Lu Jiayan: [Right, brother ^-^]

...... grass.