Rise of the White Dragon Chapter 43.1: Date

After everything that happened, Luan destroyed all the evidence of what had happened and made the men in the black suits forget everything they saw. Of course, he only fixed the arm and manipulated the mind of the one who was going to drive to crash the car off a cliff. The reason? Well, Luan wouldn't forgive anyone who tried to hurt his family.

Now, what if they survived even after falling off a cliff? It was not something that Luan would worry about. Having nothing else to do in that place, Luan, his mother, and the girls returned to the mansion.

Due to the fright she had received, Catharina was more motivated to become strong. Today was the day that she could use the Base Building Pill. Without wasting time, she trained using the 9 movements of the technique for almost 3 hours and then sat on the floor with her legs crossed and swallowed the Base Building Pill.

Maira ended up doing almost the same thing as her daughter and also swallowed the Base Building Pill and began to perform the meditation technique. Gradually, the energy of the pill started to strengthen all of the parts of her body as she trained: muscle, bones, organs, and skin, everything started to strengthen at an alarming rate!

Before she and Catharina realized, the pair of mother and daughter had already broken their limits, becoming now 5 times stronger than an ordinary man.

Ingrid also broke her limit, being now 21 times stronger than an ordinary man. Cristina had already broken the limit, being 8 times stronger than an ordinary man.

Even though Luan had had a head start, he managed to strengthen himself to the point where he was now, incredibly at 35 times stronger than an ordinary man. Besides, he still had his Negative Qi, which if he used it together with his strength, he would be almost 46 times stronger.

It was close to noon when Catharina and Maira had finished training and went to bathe. Luan, Ingrid, and Cristina were still meditating. Just a few minutes later, Cristina also finished meditating and Maira gave her a towel and a set of clothes for her to bathe.

It was close to 18:00. Luan was wearing a black T-shirt and dark green Italian-style blazer and designer pants made of black silk and black sneakers. His hair was slightly disheveled, tossed to the right.

"Ingrid, I'm going for a walk. Do you want to go with me?" Luan invited her.

Luan was waiting for Ingrid's answer in silence.

"..." Ingrid felt shy and embarrassed by the invitation.

The reason why she was shy was she had been in the presence of Maira, Catharina, and Cristina when receiving such an invitation. She lowered her head, afraid to look him in the eye, and said meekly, "Yes."

Before Luan could say anything in return, Ingrid ran to the second floor while saying, "Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes."

"Oh, he asked her out like that; not bad." Catharina raised her thumb to her brother.

"Son, I know you know, but if you are going to do something like..." Maira turned her head toward Cristina, who was there too, and tried to be as subtle as possible, "Play 'football', don't forget to wear 'football boots'."

Luan knew that his mother was thinking too much about it, however, he did not bother to explain.

Cristina blinked her innocent eyes, and wondered where Luan and Ingrid would go to play football and who they would even be able to play with. Maybe they'd play on the beach? She remembered seeing from the balcony of the mansion that at that time there were some people playing football... But do you need to wear boots on the beach? She was confused.

Although Catharina had never dated before, she still understood what her mother was trying to imply. She blushed a little while imagining it and shook her head, getting rid of those images.

Almost half an hour later, Ingrid came down the stairs. She looked in Luan's direction with a slight flush on her cheeks. She wore a beautiful red dress that revealed a bit of her perfect white breasts and that extended to her knees. The high heels she wore made her body even more beautiful, looking like she had an even bigger butt than normal.

Luan looked at her for a few seconds and said, "You looked great in that red dress."

Ingrid suddenly realized why women liked to receive praise from the person they love. It was as if her body had a natural and indescribable desire to be noticed and praised by the person she loved herself.

Could it be that her body yearned for the love and favor of the person she loved? Thinking about it, Ingrid's heartbeat began beating even faster. A feeling of shyness bubbled up in her heart. It was difficult to describe the complexity of what seemed like excitement, affection, and also longing.

However, Ingrid could be sure of one thing: she felt a kind of sweet happiness that she could not describe in her heart. It was like she drank hot chocolate to quench her thirst in the summer. The indescribable sensation was as beautiful as the one she felt when she discovered she was in love.

Leaving her mind, Ingrid replied shyly, "Thank you."

Luan's lips curved in a rare smile.

"We are leaving. Bye mother, sister, and little sister." Luan rubbed Cristina's head gently and said goodbye to them.

Leaving, Luan and Ingrid went to the garage and he opened the door for Ingrid to enter the green Lamborghini Urus.

"Thanks," Ingrid thanked him as she got in the car.

Luan went to the other side and sat in the driver's seat.

When the car started, the garage opened and the car started to move. As soon as they were about to leave the garage, Ingrid couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?"

"To a place called Jay Bistro. It is a restaurant not far from here," Luan replied.

"Oh..." Ingrid took a deep breath and looked away from the window, resting her palm on her chin while avoiding making eye contact with Luan. 'This is a date, right?' In her mind, the girl inside her was elated to be having a date with the man she loved, but she tried not to show it.

Minutes later, Luan drove into the Jay Bistro restaurant parking lot.

Helping Ingrid out of the car, he continued to hold her hand as they walked towards the restaurant entrance.

"Thanks." Ingrid felt exceptionally sweet and for the first time in her life, she felt like a princess from a fairy tale.

"You're welcome," Luan said. His curved, red eyes looked very beautiful with his long eyelashes blinking naturally.

The moment Ingrid and Luan entered, the receptionist at Jay Bistro was stunned. Luan and Ingrid's beauty was out of the ordinary; they were just perfect! Incredibly perfect!

Along the way, some people in the restaurant spotted Luan and Ingrid. Everyone then turned to look in their direction.

Before the receptionist could receive them, the manager of Jay Bistro appeared, and rubbing his hands together, he said with a wide smile, "Welcome, distinguished customers. Please allow me to take you to the table that Mr. Dimas booked."

Many were amazed at this scene, but the moment they heard the last name of the client who had booked a table, everyone could not help but let out a breath of admiration and desire to know the one with the last name Dimas better. It was easy to guess now why the manager of Jay Bistro was being so polite; many were able to recognize right away that white hair and red eyes that was the distinguishing mark of the Dimas Corporation heir.

'But was he originally so handsome and elegant?' Many began to wonder. Before, rumors said he was just a playboy who just wanted to fool around and never took things seriously. It was not surprising that these people were shocked by Luan's refined and elegant appearance that conveyed an indifferent air.

"Okay." Luan nodded matter-of-factly.

Ingrid, on the other hand, was not used to this type of treatment and was feeling a little nervous. Her hands trembled slightly, and that was when she remembered that she was still holding Luan's hand and lowered her head in a timid gesture.

At the end of the corridor, there was a staircase. The manager took them to the second floor where it was calmer and more refined. There were round tables with a white towel and white and black chairs, which looked very comfortable.

The table that Luan had reserved was on the second-floor balcony, near the window facing the sea. In that part of the balcony, there were two chandeliers, casting a low light that created a romantic mood, and in the background slow music played, but not too loud, which allowed the customers to have a pleasant meal.

Releasing his grasp from her hand, Luan pulled the chair out for Ingrid to sit down.

Despite feeling a little loss when she let go of Luan's hand, Ingrid felt as if in a dream with Luan doing all this; it all felt so good for her. She went to sit and Luan pushed the chair forward a little.

Luan sat on the other side of the table facing Ingrid.

"Feel free to order if you like. The waiter is here for you," The manager said in a polite and flattering way. He once again rubbed his hands before bowing and leaving.

After the waiter delivered the menu, Luan looked over it briefly and already chose what he would like. "Please bring me grilled lobster with homemade linguini and a Chateau Beaucastel Chateauneuf du Pape 1989 wine."

"I want the same thing," Ingrid was undecided on her choice and ended up closing the menu and decided to copy Luan. In the end, she thought the waiter might have misunderstood her, and ended up specifying herself. "I mean, please bring me grilled lobster with homemade linguini."

"One moment, please." The waiter made a perfect arc as he bowed towards them and left.

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{Edited by: Azurtha}

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