In other words, Xu Fei wasn’t entirely unconnected to her family, which thrilled Miki Kawashima.
She had heard her father, Yosuke Kawashima, insist that her marriage must follow family arrangements. Even if Miki chose someone herself, they had to be tied to the family in some way.
Yosuke, with his traditional mindset, saw his beautiful daughter’s marriage as a valuable bargaining chip.
Miki had felt the stirrings of youthful rebellion early on, but her father’s demands always left her frustrated.
On the surface, it seemed like Miki had the freedom to choose, but in reality, her father had already limited her options to a select circle.
Now, Xu Fei appeared, skilled, kind to her, and, most importantly, seemingly the disciple of a family elder.
Piecing together this key information, Miki was so excited she could barely eat.
“Fantastic! I knew you weren’t ordinary.”
“After this meal, I’ll take you to meet my father tomorrow!”
Miki, thrilled, raised her glass to toast Xu Fei. He didn’t back down, but he hadn’t expected Miki, who initiated the toast, to start swaying after just a few sips.
“Oh no, I forgot to check how much she can handle!”
Xu Fei could have used his internal energy to help Miki expel the alcohol, but, being in a foreign land, he couldn’t act recklessly.
His cultivation techniques might be common in Huaxia, but here, they could be unique.
If he used them to sober Miki up, it might leave traces on her.
Outsiders wouldn’t notice, but experts like Yosuke Kawashima surely would.
To be safe, Xu Fei didn’t intervene. Instead, he booked a nearby hotel room and took Miki there.
Xu Fei was only playing along with Miki, so he had no intentions toward her, even drunk.
Fortunately, the hotel room was spacious. He placed Miki on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and settled on the sofa to make do for the night.
But his peace didn’t last. Before he could close his eyes, he heard Miki stirring on the bed.
“How much did she drink? Is her tolerance that bad? She’s not going to be sick, is she?”
By the time Xu Fei reacted, it was too late. Even with his speed, he only managed to save the bedding.
Miki’s clothes were ruined, so Xu Fei fetched a bathrobe from the bathroom.
He carefully removed her clothes and dressed her in the robe.
Thankfully, Miki calmed down in the latter half of the night, allowing Xu Fei to get some rest.
The next morning, Xu Fei glanced over and saw Miki, awake on the bed, smiling shyly at him, her face flushed.
“What’s there to be embarrassed about?”
Xu Fei didn’t know that Miki had woken up slightly earlier.
When she lifted the blanket and saw her clothes were gone, she nearly shouted “pervert” on instinct. But then she remembered only she and Xu Fei were in the room last night.
