MWC – Chapter 138 Who Are You to Me?

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Although it was in the Western community of East Sea’s West District, the presence of the “Imperial Dream” stretched luxury car here still attracted the attention of many passersby. 

A few armed vehicles were parked in front and behind, bearing the insignia of white wings, the emblem of the Free Force organization. These armed vehicles included an open jeep with a mounted heavy machine gun, and even what seemed to be a small mortar hidden inside a truck canopy. 

No one dared to approach; they could only look on from a distance with envy. 

This new luxury car from Nix Automobiles was something most people had only seen in magazines and newspapers, showcasing its opulence. The “Imperial Dream” surpassed even the already high-end Xuelong series from Nix Automobiles, modeled after the royal family’s special vehicles and limited to just 2000 units worldwide. 

At this moment, Lu Ming was sitting in the extremely spacious rear compartment. 

Originally, this super luxury car could offer in-car telephone service, but Lu Ming chose not to install it. It took up too much space, and the wireless communication equipment was very bulky. Moreover, in East Sea, in-car telephones were still in trial operation with only two channels available, meaning only two car phones could be connected in the entire East Sea metropolitan area at the same time.

It was less convenient than the earliest car phone prototypes from thirty years ago, where engineers would stop the car, connect to two telephone wires by the roadside, and make a call. 

Aside from the less-than-ideal car phone, this “Imperial Dream” could fulfill all a man’s dreams about a car. 

Its luxurious design was beyond words. The rear end, resembling a rocket launcher, had a sci-fi feel that reminded Lu Ming of the Cadillac Golden Empire of his previous life, with a similar rear design. 

The rear compartment was like a mobile luxury lounge, equipped with a mini-fridge, music player, and more. The long seats could extend into a sofa bed, and a thick glass partition between the rear and the driver’s compartment provided a highly private space when the curtain was drawn, blocking any sound from the outside. 

Pamela sat opposite Lu Ming, and for the first time, the confident and radiant woman looked somewhat uneasy, her hands tensely placed on her knees, her head lowered in thought. 

This luxury car was parked at the entrance of a small alley. Inside the alley, lined with Victorian-style two- and three-story buildings, the neighborhood had an old, historical feel. 

Pamela’s mother currently rented a place here. 

“Don’t worry, I’m here with you,” Lu Ming gently placed his hand on Pamela’s tightly clasped hands. 

“Mm, thank you…” Pamela said softly. 

Initially, Pamela had said Lu Ming didn’t need to accompany her, knowing how busy he was. But Lu Ming came along anyway. 

Unexpectedly, that Jeff Stewart was indeed Pamela’s father. However, Lu Ming hadn’t allowed them to meet yet, given that Jeff Stewart was involved in a murder case. A reunion at this time, with emotions running high, would bring too many unnecessary complications. 

Pamela wasn’t ready to reunite with her father yet either. 

This major change made her feel the urgent need to meet her mother. 

Pamela took a deep breath. “Okay, I’m going!” She bent over, stood up, and got out of the car. 

Two female bodyguards immediately followed. 

Lu Ming picked up the cigarette box from the side table, intending to light one, but then thought better of it and put it down. 

This case was quite taxing, especially since it involved Pamela’s father. 

He wondered if someone had deliberately implicated Pamela’s father in this, but the possibility seemed slim. 

There was no meaningful reason for such a setup. 

As he pondered, Lu Ming picked up the case file beside him and began flipping through it. 

After some time, he looked up to see Pamela walking out of the alley with a Western woman in a dress, heading towards the black business car behind his vehicle. 

Lu Ming considered for a moment, then got out of the car to greet them. 

Seeing this, Pamela whispered something to the woman and quickly intercepted Lu Ming, somewhat surprised. “You, you really want to meet my mother?” Her eyes were red, clearly from crying. 

Lu Ming coughed. “Since I’m already here, it would be impolite not to. You can introduce me as your boyfriend, okay?” 

Pamela lowered her head, biting her lip. “I told my mom about you. I said I was your concubine…” 

Lu Ming almost choked, coughing as he looked for an excuse to return to his car. This was ridiculous. 

Even if she had said lover, Westerners might grudgingly accept it. But being a concubine was different. Lovers could still date others freely and even marry new partners. Concubines, however, were a gray area in East Sea’s laws regarding Zhongzhou people, recognized in some peculiar legal precedents. Similar to contemporary Hong Kong laws, where a mistress caught cheating could be convicted of adultery.

Especially since they were from the Stewart noble lineage, and she became a concubine to a Zhongzhou person. 

Wouldn’t her mother hit him with a spoon? That was their family tradition, after all, as she often disciplined Bess this way. 

“Coward…” Seeing Lu Ming looking around for a way out, Pamela pouted. 

Lu Ming felt slightly embarrassed. “I’ll go greet your mother.” 

Thinking about it, Pamela had the courage to tell her mother, and it seemed a bit unmanly for him to back out now. 

Taking a few steps forward, he noticed the woman was already scrutinizing him, so he braced himself and said, “Madam, my name is Lu Qianxing.” 

Pamela knew this name, which naturally meant she had become one of his closest confidantes. 

But even for Pamela’s mother, it was better to use the name Qianxing in their interactions. 

The bodyguards wisely moved further away. 

Under the woman’s gaze, Lu Ming, for the first time, timidly looked down, rubbing his nose and scratching his head intermittently.

Pamela watched from a distance, unable to suppress her amusement. She walked a few steps closer and said, “Mom, let’s get in the car.”

“Hmm…” The elderly woman turned and suddenly looked back at Lu Ming. “I must first express my gratitude to you for taking care of Paula and her daughter. This is thanks to you. Today, I am happy, very happy. This is all thanks to you, so I shouldn’t discuss anything unpleasant with you today. … Hmm, I need to think it over and in a few days, I’ll talk to you. Do you have time? Pamela mentioned that you’re very busy?”

“Yes, yes… Anytime you’re available and have thought through what you want to discuss, I’ll come right away,” Lu Ming hurriedly replied.

Watching Pamela help her mother into the car, Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to his own vehicle.

It was evident that Pamela’s mother had endured much hardship over the years; her face looked very aged. However, from her features, it was clear that in her youth, she must have been an extraordinary beauty. Even though her daughter had surpassed her in looks, the mother at her prime likely wasn’t much different.

Moreover, coming from a noble family, she was quite sensible. At the very least, any resentment or confusion she might have would not be brought up on such a joyous day of reuniting with her daughter. She made it clear that today, she only felt gratitude towards Lu Ming.

While pondering this, the car door opened, and Pamela’s elegant figure got in.

Lu Ming was taken aback. “Aren’t you accompanying your mother?” They were supposed to take Pamela’s mother to the Wind Bao Club.

A long-term rental had been arranged there for Pamela’s mother to stay temporarily. Bess was also there, waiting to meet her grandmother. Although she probably didn’t remember this grandmother from when she was born, the little one was very excited.

“I wanted to discuss my father’s matter with you. I asked my mother about him, but I didn’t tell her he was in trouble to avoid worrying her.”

Lu Ming nodded.

“Actually, I didn’t find out much because my father left home two years ago. My mother was working as a laundress at that time, and he couldn’t accept it, so he would beat and scold her. They fought every day. Later, my father seemed to have incurred a lot of gambling debts and then disappeared.”

Pamela sighed softly. “In my memory, he was dignified and graceful, not like this… I know I shouldn’t be asking…”

Lu Ming waved his hand. “There’s nothing wrong with asking. If I had any news, wouldn’t I tell you? I don’t have much on your father yet. Let’s wait for the forensic results, but don’t worry. My intuition says he hasn’t murdered, and my intuition is usually very accurate.”

“Oh, that’s good…” Pamela breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Lu Ming with teary eyes. “Thank you…”

“Thank you for what? Aren’t you my…” Lu Ming chuckled. Suddenly, looking at Pamela, he felt a stir in his heart.

Pamela had dressed elegantly and beautifully to reassure her mother today. Her white gauzy dress had layers upon layers like clouds. Her hair was styled in a noble chignon, and her smooth, golden locks were coiled into a beautiful bun, enhancing her elegance and grace. Her slender waist was tightly cinched, accentuating her curves, and her chest seemed ready to burst from the confinement, revealing a deep and alluring cleavage. Between her white, tempting collarbones hung a luxurious deep blue crystal necklace, its gem shimmering and making this blonde, blue-eyed beauty even more dazzling.

“Aren’t you my… little wife…” Lu Ming’s voice trembled slightly as he got up and sat beside Pamela. The thought of this stunning Western beauty admitting to her mother that she was his concubine filled him with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Pamela noticed Lu Ming’s altered breathing, blushed, and lowered her head in silence.

Seeing her slightly reddened eyes, so pitiful and endearing, Lu Ming gently reached out and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, unable to resist kissing her fragrant, alluring red lips.

Pamela was taken aback, realizing they were in the car with people in the front, even if they couldn’t hear or see. But there was no way around it; this guy was rarely in the mood. Helpless, she gently closed her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes trembling as she cautiously responded.

Suddenly, she gasped softly and pushed Lu Ming away, flustered. “Bizhu… Sister Bizhu said no, you need to recover your health…”

She drew the curtain and knocked on the partition glass three times, signaling to stop.

Soon, the luxury car slowly came to a halt. Pamela quickly got out and hurried to the black business car behind.

Lu Ming watched this scene helplessly, took a cold drink from the fridge, and gulped down several sips.

The turmoil and heat in his heart seemed to subside a bit.

Pamela’s bright red lips, no matter how much he kissed, always felt like not enough. The sensation of her gently biting his lips was just indescribably enjoyable.

He couldn’t help but climb up to her chest. Although she quickly pushed him away, even that brief moment was…

One could only imagine what it would feel like during an intimate encounter.

But how did this woman get so close to Bizhu?

Moreover, Lu Ming felt that his health was much better than before, probably just slightly weaker than the average person. How could he still need to recuperate?

What kind of world is this?

Gritting his teeth, he took a few more sips of the cold drink, feeling his agitation lessen considerably.

The thought of going home to scold Bizhu also faded. In fact, when face-to-face with Bizhu, he could never bring himself to scold her.

To some extent, he even dared not.

He picked up the phone beside him, which connected to the front passenger seat. “We’re not going to Wind Bao. Head straight to the office.”