Chapter 233: Seeking Senior Sister's Help

Because Su Feixue had given instructions in advance, this time Lu Cheng went back to the cultural troupe and no one stopped him.

When she saw two extra boxes of Insulin in front of her, Su Feixue looked up.

"Next time just tell me where to get it, and I'll go myself; no need to trouble you to come over again."

Lu Cheng could already provide a channel to purchase the medicine, and Su Feixue was already very grateful, so it would be improper to make Lu Cheng travel a long way again.

Lu Cheng sat opposite, propping his leg on the table, and Su Feixue didn't mind.

"That won't do, I'll just bring you the medicine, and we can see each other once a month."

Lu Cheng sometimes has to be on duty with a vehicle; when he's not in the Capital City, he has Ding Yuanmin leave the medicine at the Tea Stall.

He resolutely refuses to tell Su Feixue where to get it; otherwise, he would have no reason to see Senior Sister.

Su Feixue took the medicine money from the drawer and handed it to Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng took the money and said, "By the way, Senior Sister, the words you said before, do they still count?"

"What words?"

"If I can beat you, you have to dance for me."

Since his divorce from Lin Qingyan, no one has danced for him, but fortunately Senior Sister, a woman with a nine‑head‑tall figure, can dance.

Earlier, Su Feixue had already shooed him away in shame and anger, but this time she didn't.

"Fine, if you can beat me, I'll dance for you; how about trying now?"

Lu Cheng wasn't in a hurry: "Let's skip it today; I'm mainly hungry and have no energy."

Su Feixue smiled: "That's perfect; I'm free today, let me treat you to a meal. What do you want to eat?"

Lu Cheng had been waiting for that line, thought for a moment, and said, "How about… we go have Western food?"

"Western food?" Su Feixue frowned: "Why do you want to eat that kind of thing?"

It's no wonder Su Feixue is surprised; eating Western food now carries political risk, being seen as a capitalist lifestyle.

Nevertheless, for political needs and as a window for external propaganda, a few Western restaurants have been retained.

The clientele is mainly foreign guests and overseas Chinese, plus some children of high officials.

For ordinary citizens, being able to go to "Old Mo Western Restaurant" for a Western meal is a distant and luxurious dream for countless youths.

Lu Cheng isn't actually interested in Western food; he just wants a quiet place to talk alone with Senior Sister.

"I've only heard it's tasty and never had a chance to try it, so I want to use Senior Sister's influence to broaden my experience."

Su Feixue hesitated, but seeing Lu Cheng eager to go, she reluctantly agreed.

"Then I'll take you to the Western restaurant in the Capital City hotel."

Lu Cheng thought, "Great, this restaurant is the top‑tier Western dining representation; ordinary citizens can't afford to go, only someone of Su Feixue's status can bring me in."

"Senior Sister, are you going to change into a dress?"

Su Feixue is still wearing the troupe's military uniform; Lu Cheng really wants to see her in a skirt.

Su Feixue retorted, "A dress? In the middle of winter… you want to freeze me to death."

Lu Cheng, forgetting the point, said, "You can't go in wearing that; it's too formal."

Su Feixue thought it over and said, "Alright, I'll go change; wait for me a moment."

It didn't take long; Su Feixue changed into regular clothes, which made Lu Cheng's eyes light up. Accustomed to seeing Su Feixue in the green military uniform, the normal attire highlighted her figure.

She also carried a fragrance, and Lu Cheng deliberately said, "Senior Sister, you smell quite nice."

Su Feixue, expressionless, replied, "Just applied a bit of powder. Let's get in the car quickly."

Su Feixue drove the jeep straight to the Capital City hotel.

At the Western restaurant, Lu Cheng deliberately spoke a few sentences in Russian to the waiter, practicing his spoken Russian.

Su Feixue, surprised, said, "I didn't expect you to know Russian."

Lu Cheng also learned it from Lin Qingyan; he doesn't know what's up with that little girl, but whenever he isn't on vehicle duty, at night at home he has to drag her to study Russian.

So now they can communicate simply.

This Western restaurant specializes in Russian‑style dishes; they ordered borscht, salad, butter‑roasted mixed vegetables, and two servings of Russian pork chops.

"How is it? Tasty?" Su Feixue asked while cutting a piece of pork chop with a knife and fork.

Lu Cheng smacked his lips: "Hmm, not bad. Today, following Senior Sister, I've enjoyed a feast."

Su Feixue smiled: "If you want to eat it again, tell me and I'll bring you."

Lu Cheng nodded; I must say, the setting is indeed nice, with a live violin playing melodiously, perfect for a couple's date.

"Senior Sister, I think it's better if we don't come here so often."

Su Feixue asked, "Why?"

"You didn't see? Everyone who comes here to eat are couples; us two together is easy to be misunderstood."

Su Feixue looked and indeed it was so; besides a few people dressed as overseas Chinese and three foreign guests, most of the rest were a man and a woman sitting opposite each other.

Su Feixue fell silent; indeed, coming here alone with Lu Cheng to eat, plus the setting, seemed a bit ambiguous, but then she thought, she is Lu Cheng's Senior Sister, and an older sister taking her junior brother to eat is normal.

"So what? Just because they're not a couple doesn't mean they can't come. The entrance doesn't state such a rule; even if it did, I wouldn't be eager to come."

Lu Cheng shook his head; no wonder Senior Sister is still unmarried. Clearly his remark was teasing, yet Su Feixue insists on taking everything seriously according to the rules.

"Senior Sister, this time I came to you because there's another matter I'd like you to help with."

Su Feixue, hearing that Lu Cheng wasn't just there to eat, set down her utensils and asked, "What is it?"

Lu Cheng, while eating, said, "I want to go to the Dang An Guan to check some records. I wonder if Senior Sister could use her connections to get me in."

Su Feixue asked puzzled, "What records are you going to check at the Dang An Guan?"

Lu Cheng had to briefly explain the matter concerning Lin Zhenfeng.

"I feel the denunciation documents from back then might contain inconsistencies, so I want to go to the Dang An Guan to investigate. After all, he is my lover's father, and I just want my lover to feel reassured."

Su Feixue wiped her lips with a napkin: "So that's it. You should have told me earlier; I would have brought Wei Fang along as well."

"Wei Fang? Who is Wei Fang?"

"Oh, it's that little girl in our group who constantly blocks you and won't let you into the backstage."

Lu Cheng remembered, "You mean Comrade Li Kui, the one with the especially thick eyebrows."

"Li Kui?" Su Feixue shook her head speechlessly, "Why do you randomly give people nicknames? It's terribly unpleasant; that girl has such a good temperament, and you call her the big and burly Li Kui!"

"Hehe, I was just playing with her." Lu Cheng shifted the topic and asked again.

"Senior Sister, the Li Kui you mentioned... no, Comrade Wei Fang, can she help me get in touch with the Archive?"