Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong

Lu Benwei nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait!" The hook-nosed middle-aged man shouted at Lu Benwei.

He walked forward step by step, and with every step he took, he exuded a majestic aura that was like a mountain.

"You two, do you think I'm easy to fool? I've never heard of a hotel waiter who can stay in a guest's room for so long," said the middle-aged man with a serious face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere instantly became very heavy.

The Qin family looked at Lu Benwei angrily as if they wanted to see through him.

Lu Benwei saw that things were not good and prepared to escape.

"Alright, alright!" Qin Lianqing shouted impatiently, "I'll admit it, okay? This is my boyfriend. His name is Lu Mou."

As she spoke, she walked past the middle-aged man and held Lu Benwei's arm.

The people of the Qin family were all surprised. The hook-nosed middle-aged man's face was even more uncertain.

Qin Lianqing was the pearl of the Qin family. She had reached the age where she should get married.

By right, since Qin Lianqing had a boyfriend, the middle-aged man with the hook nose, as his father, should be happy.

However, at this moment, he felt as if the cabbage he had raised with great difficulty had been eaten by a pig. Moreover, this boy seemed to be a little too young.

"Lianqing, how old is your boyfriend?"

"Eighteen," Qin Lianqing answered casually.

The Qin family's faces all changed color. Eighteen years old. Qin Lianqing was ten years older than the boy.

"Lianqing, what on earth did you think of?"

The middle-aged woman did not care about Lu Benwei's presence and scolded her.

"Alright, alright. You're just a little younger than Lianqing, right? It's good to be young. You're young and full of vigor!"

A few people from the Qin family joined in the fun and joked.

The middle-aged woman was helpless, and her head was about to explode. The hook-nosed middle-aged man also had a headache.

At this time, Qin Lianqing stepped on Lu Benwei's foot and said, "Don't just stand there, say something!"

"Oh," Lu Benwei said, "Uncle, Aunty, don't worry. I'll take good care of Lianqing!"

Everyone was stunned by his words.

The middle-aged man with the hook nose let out a breath of air. "Since you're Lianqing's boyfriend, then come to the banquet with me."

The others looked like they were watching a show and did not mind it being a big deal. They were extremely happy.

Qin Lianqing's mother glared at Lu Benwei and said, "The Zhu family is the one who organized this banquet. They're not ordinary people. You better take it easy."

Therefore, Lu Benwei pretended to be Qin Lianqing's boyfriend and sneaked into the Zhu family's birthday party.

…

The banquet had already started.

The three mahogany tables at the entrance were filled with birthday gifts. Upon a closer look, the ten thousand taels of gold were all pressed at the bottom.

There were all kinds of people in the banquet hall, all dressed in luxurious clothes. They were all influential people in Dragon City or even the Dragon Kingdom.

The Qin family was an aristocratic family after all, so they were arranged to sit at a table in the middle.

The big stage in front was decorated with lights. Below the stage, a group of men and women with extraordinary temperaments were talking about big things.

From time to time, there would be people who wanted to get close to them, but they were pulled back by the security guards. Only those who were as respected as them had the right to talk to them.

Qin Lianqing leaned over to Lu Benwei's ear and whispered, "The people in front are from the eight great families. They think that their farts are fragrant. Even in our family, other than my father and a few uncles, no one else is qualified to talk to them."

"Lianqing, don't talk nonsense!"

Qin Lianqing's mother hit her with her chopsticks.

At this moment, several elders of the Qin family came back from the front. Their faces were red, and they were talking and laughing. It was obvious that he had improved his relationship with the eight great families.

Qin Lianqing leaned over to Lu Benwei's ear and said, "Just listen to me. Even a fart from the eight great families is fragrant."

Her words were naturally heard by the Qin family's elders who had returned.

"Qingqing, how can you say that?"

The middle-aged man with a hook nose, who was also the master of the Qin family, chided Qin Lianqing with a smile.

Qin Lianqing stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

Then, the Qin family head asked again, "Oh right, Little Lu, where do you live? What does your family do?"

As soon as he said this, the table became quiet. Everyone was looking forward to Lu Benwei's answer.

As the saying goes, you can't judge a book by its cover.

If this young man was also the son of an influential family, this marriage was not out of the question.

Lu Benwei smiled and politely replied, "Uncle Qin, I'm from Green Spirit City in Hai province. My parents are only civil servants."

The light in everyone's eyes dimmed when they heard this. The red glow on the Qin family head's face also disappeared and he did not say anything. Everyone scoffed. In the end, he was just a pretty boy.

Lu Benwei let out a breath and sat quietly at the table.

Not long after, the greeters at the door shouted, "Hosts and guests, please welcome Old Master Zhu!"

In an instant, everyone stood up with a whoosh. Lu Benwei was also stunned for a moment, then stood up with everyone.

At the main entrance, a group of men and women in luxurious clothes with extraordinary temperament, old and young, pushed the old master of the Zhu family in a wheelchair and entered the hall under the gaze of the crowd.

The greeters at the door suddenly said loudly, "Wishing Old Master Zhu a hundred years..."

The crowd followed suit and cheered loudly.

The people at the back of the banquet hall worked the hardest, trying to get a trace of attention from the Zhu family by shouting their congratulations.

Lu Benwei looked at the Zhu family's people, and one of them caught his attention. He was about the same age as Lu Benwei, and his skin was fair, and his eyes were full of spirit. He was wearing a set of loose casual clothes and had a frivolous look.

The next second, Lu Benwei was slightly stunned and his body trembled. Chu Yan, wearing a fiery red dress, was among them.

She was about 1.7 meters tall, her skin was smooth and her eyes were like water. Although she was a little careless at times, she was a goddess among goddesses when she was quiet at this moment. Her temperament was like an orchid in an empty valley, incompatible with the impetuous atmosphere at the moment.

Quite a few people noticed her. At first glance, they were attracted to her.

She walked slowly and gracefully, like a fairy from a painting slowly walking into reality. After a glance, people reluctantly looked away. One more look would be blasphemy against beauty.

It was after this that Chu Yan became the focus of the audience.

Chu Yan noticed Lu Benwei when she passed by his table. She was slightly startled, revealing a trace of joy and worry.

Lu Benwei nodded slightly and whispered, "I'm here."