Just as she reached the door of the restaurant’s private room, laughter was already spilling out from inside.
Gently pushing the door open, the group inside—several friends who had been close to Li Qingxue and Wang Rui—burst into excited screams.
With Li Qingxue and Wang Rui’s arrival, the lively atmosphere grew even more vibrant.
In such an environment, Li Qingxue’s mood was exceptionally bright.
Perhaps this was the true meaning of attending a class reunion.
Old classmates who had stood side by side for three years were reunited once again. It was not only their youth but also their growth.
“Class president, you’re way too beautiful!”
“Seriously, I think the class president is even more stunning than the stars on TV.”
Hearing her former classmates’ compliments, Li Qingxue blushed shyly, “No, no, stop exaggerating.”
“Yeah, yeah, everyone agrees the class president is beautiful, but does that mean the rest of us aren’t?”
The girls in the class had shed their awkward teenage years. Some had grown more confident, some had learned how to dress up, and others had become more lively and charming.
Without even realizing it, everyone was slowly changing—that was the essence of growing up.
Just as everyone was chatting, the door to the private room opened again.
Blonde hair swayed lightly, one hand casually tucked into a pocket, the other adjusting a tie with a practiced air.
He entered with his gaze lowered at a perfect forty-five-degree angle, a subtle, confident smile playing on his lips.
That was Gao Quan, who had a somewhat stocky build.
With Gao Quan’s contrast and Ye Liangchen in his suit, all eyes naturally turned toward them.
However, everyone seemed to find something amusing about Ye Liangchen’s appearance, quietly chuckling as they glanced at him.
The usually serious Ye Liangchen grew uneasy at their suppressed laughter.
He knew exactly why they were laughing—earlier, when he posted on social media, he had forgotten to wear pants. Surely, they had seen it.
Clearing his throat twice, he lifted his gaze slightly, the smile on his lips gradually turning confident: “Long time no see. How have you all been lately?”
As long as he wasn’t embarrassed, the awkwardness would be theirs.
Ye Liangchen’s wit was far beyond that of these silly college students.
With just a few words, he drew everyone’s attention.
Gao Quan’s eyes shifted toward Li Qingxue. That day, he had personally seen class president Li Qingxue walk into a hotel with Long Aotian.
Since he had once indulged in some indulgences himself, he naturally knew what the two had done after checking in.
So his gaze inevitably kept returning to Li Qingxue.
Men, regardless of age, always took a second look at a beauty.
Gao Quan was no exception. Seeing Li Qingxue stirred his imagination, wondering about the intimate moments she might have shared with Long Aotian.
Noticing Gao Quan’s lingering gaze on Li Qingxue, everyone glanced toward Ye Liangchen.
Back in high school, no one in their class was unaware of Ye Liangchen’s pursuit of Li Qingxue.
They still remembered when Li Qingxue had said she would only consider love after entering university.
Combined with Ye Liangchen’s earlier selfie at the gate of University A,
everyone suddenly understood everything.
“Class monitor, are you and Ye Liangchen...?” Although the sentence was left unfinished, everyone present clearly understood the implication behind the words.
In response to the classmates’ teasing, Li Qingxue only furrowed her brow slightly, showing no anger—after all, they didn’t know the full story.
She spoke up to clarify, “Don’t spread rumors. I already have a boyfriend.”
The moment she said this, the private room fell into a sudden silence.
All eyes once again turned to Ye Liangchen.
Facing everyone’s gaze, Ye Liangchen simply smiled with a calm confidence. “Time will prove everything.”
“Let time be the witness to all of this,” he added.
His words were deliberately ambiguous, leaving everyone momentarily unsure of how to respond.
“Heh, some people really are strangers despite how well you think you know them. Don’t they have any idea what they’ve done?” Wang Rui said sarcastically.
Earlier, when she had video-called with Qingxue, Wang Rui had heard about Ye Liangchen’s despicable behavior. Even now, with Qingxue clearly stating she had a boyfriend, Ye Liangchen was still making remarks that could easily be misunderstood. It was truly exasperating!
Ye Liangchen casually flicked his bangs and smiled at Wang Rui, his eyes filled with a melancholic gaze as he looked directly at her. “Yeah, as we grow up, everyone changes, but some people have changed so much you can hardly recognize who they once were.”
Wang Rui was about to say more in response to Ye Liangchen’s words.
But Li Qingxue stopped her, just as Long Aotian had once advised: when dealing with people who aren’t worth your time, the best strategy is not to argue, but to walk around them—pretend you neither see nor hear.
“How did he become like this?” Wang Rui still felt a bit indignant. Before, she had only heard about it from Qingxue and never seen it for herself, but now, seeing Ye Liangchen in person, she thought Qingxue’s description had actually been an understatement.
Looking at Ye Liangchen’s current demeanor, one would think Qingxue had done something terribly wrong to him.
Ye Liangchen noticed Li Qingxue stopping Wang Rui from continuing, and he smiled faintly.
He knew there was nothing left to say. It was she who had broken their promises, and shamelessly given herself to Long Aotian.
What he had been doing all along was saving them both. The contrast was clear as day.
He raised his arm, revealing the watch on his wrist.
Glancing at the time, he said, “Looks like we’re the last to arrive. I’ll punish myself with three drinks later.”
As he spoke, he pulled out a beautifully packaged bottle of liquor from his pocket.
“This is a special wine I ordered from abroad. Please, everyone, have a taste.”
He poured drinks for everyone.
He didn’t pour for the women because although “See You Tomorrow” had been diluted, it was still not something they could easily handle.
Holding his glass, he approached Li Qingxue. “Qingxue, please forgive me for calling you this one last time. Whatever happened in the past—right or wrong—after this drink today, let’s part with no hard feelings.”
Li Qingxue glanced at Ye Liangchen and accepted the glass.
Seeing this, a smile tugged at the corner of Ye Liangchen’s mouth as he returned to his seat.
They raised their glasses and drank together.
After putting down his glass, Ye Liangchen casually glanced at Li Qingxue’s cup.
When Li Qingxue noticed that the wine in her glass had been slightly reduced, a surge of excitement welled up inside her.
After the gathering ended, the group had planned to head to a KTV, but one of the girls seemed to have had a bit too much to drink.
Li Qingxue didn’t want to continue either, so she offered to take that girl to rest.
Hearing this, Ye Liangchen discreetly gave Gao Quan a knowing look.
The two quietly slipped away from the crowd.
They watched as Li Qingxue and the girl walked into a hotel.
Ye Liangchen said, “Don’t ask anything and don’t say a word. Just tell them you’re drunk later!”
After saying this, Ye Liangchen pretended to support Gao Quan as they walked inside, explaining it was a class reunion and that they were just helping a drunk friend get some rest.
They booked a room right next to the one where the two had just entered, saying it was just classmates looking out for each other.
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