Luo Qianqian returned with a tray in her hands, naturally passing it to Luo Xinyue: "Dad, try this. Grandma made it."

Luo Xinyue was stunned, and tears quickly filled his eyes again.

Looking at the noodles in front of him, he was a bit curious: "Why noodles?"

"The timing of my return was a bit off, just after dinner..." Luo Qianqian shrugged. "So I pestered Grandma to make me a bowl of noodles. Oh, and I delivered the things I bought earlier."

"Did Brother Luo Si get kicked out of the house again?" He Wenyu looked indifferent, eating fruits on the side.

"No way, I left a backup plan." Luo Qianqian heaved a heavy sigh. "But without a doubt, children who lack proper self-perception abilities must steer clear of this person in the future, too scary."

Teaching a kid to recite ’The Everlasting Regret’? What’s that about? Teaching someone ’Long love endures, why worry about nights and days’?

Little kids are at the age where they like to stick to the ones they like. What if they are taught to become indifferent?

Luo Xinyue was silently eating the noodles, shedding tears that could be ignored by the people around him, after all, he was an elder, the only elder in this house.

"Oh, by the way, Qhianqhian, I just got a message, there’s a class reunion, are you going?" He Wenyu looked at Luo Qianqian, still fiddling with his phone. After all, there weren’t major issues over there, but the only problem was not being able to contact others.

Unsure when we’d return, it would be better to have as much fun now. Make up for the times we couldn’t play before.

"Where? When?" Luo Qianqian paused but nodded, after all, friends should meet frequently.

"Tomorrow evening at five, they’ve booked the hotel banquet hall, and family is allowed..." He Wenyu had a strange expression: "They probably don’t mean bringing parents, right?"

"Your parents aren’t here, even if you wanted to, you couldn’t bring them. Otherwise, should I lend you my dad? Anyway, I have brothers and sisters." Luo Qianqian laughed instantly.

"Stop teasing." He Wenyu looked speechless. Bringing an adult—would they still enjoy themselves?

He hesitated, looking at the four people in the room: "What about you? Bringing anyone?"

"We’ll just go ourselves. An Hao has someone watching, no need to worry." Luo Qianqian was perfectly calm, glancing at Elvis: "Bro, come pick us up tomorrow night, okay? We might drink, and you wouldn’t feel at ease letting us come back alone, right?" Even if someone else sent them, he wouldn’t be at ease, would he?

Looking at her beaming face, Elvis was speechless: "Yes, Miss, you just give the orders, I’ll always be at your service."

"Alcohol?" Yan’s eyes brightened.

Luo Qianqian quickly pointed to the wine cellar: "If you want to drink, grab it yourself. Drink too much and I’ll throw you out."

"..." Yan was speechless, why though?

But his steps still quickly headed toward the wine cellar. Luo Xinyue wasn’t too concerned, although the wine inside was all collected from others as gifts, wasn’t it meant to be drunk? Who drinks doesn’t matter?

If his daughter’s friends like it, let them take it. He himself doesn’t like drinking, now he only likes juice.

When Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu wore matching dresses, Luo Qianqian immediately looked indignant and then glared at He Wenyu: "I don’t want to wear the same as you, go try something else!!!" The hotel was just next door, and they were still roaming around in the mall.

Unfortunately, they came without knowing this was the dress code, wearing denim shorts and T-shirts, fully calm. But upon arriving and seeing the guys in suits heading into the hotel, they realized their outfits were somewhat inappropriate.

Luckily, they had money and headed straight to the mall.

Originally planned to wear the same style, but... Luo Qianqian’s relatively delicate figure in front of He Wenyu’s... was simply crushed.

He Wenyu looked down silently, shrugged, and went to the side.

It wasn’t intentional, her body was natural, what can she do?

Luo Qianqian, holding back tears, took another dress into the changing room. She could have... but there’s no room for regrets now.

After Luo Qianqian checked out, she quietly bought two pairs of shoes. Sneakers and canvas shoes really didn’t match the outfit she had on. This time Luo Qianqian didn’t force herself, only choosing four-centimeter high wedge sandals, while He Wenyu chose a pair of seven-centimeter high black strappy sandals.

The white spaghetti-strap cake dress, according to He Wenyu, suited Luo Qianqian very well, as it made her figure look slender, with a waist that could be easily held.

He Wenyu wore a deep red halter V-neck long dress, and the red made her fair skin look even more charming and attractive. The partially exposed back made He Wenyu a bit uncomfortable, but after seeing Luo Qianqian’s stern praise, she gritted her teeth and decided on it.

Luckily, they included invisible underwear, otherwise both of their undergarments would’ve been...

Seeing the time was about right, they casually styled their hair at a salon before heading to the hotel just in time.

"Yo, our Top Scholar is still the same as back then?" A lazy voice sounded, and Luo Qianqian turned around in confusion, only to see Zhang Sheng. She raised her eyebrow instantly: "I thought it was a reunion for our junior high school classmates? Why are you here too?"

At this moment, Zhang Sheng was wearing a silver-gray suit with a black tie, appearing very capable and smart.

"Our Miss Luo doesn’t welcome me, huh? Fine, I’ll disappear immediately, won’t be an eyesore for you." Zhang Sheng said as if to turn and leave, but the smile on his face proved he was joking.

Luo Qianqian was speechless: "Alright, who’s daring enough to kick you out?" Rolling her eyes, she remembered this fellow’s identity.

"Then I’ll stay." Zhang Sheng smiled at He Wenyu, a trace of amazement crossing his eyes, then he turned to Luo Qianqian with a smile: "Xiao Yu has grown into a beauty, but you? Still the same as in primary school."

Luo Qianqian didn’t even look at him, directly pushing open the door to a private room.

"Who is this... pfft, Qhianqhian, you haven’t changed at all! Still looks like a child," Qiao Xiyang laughed as he tried to ask something when Luo Qianqian entered, her face just like back then.

"If you don’t speak, nobody will think you’re mute." Gu Yanzhi came over, chuckling, "Long time no see."

"Yes, long time no see." Luo Qianqian naturally walked into the private room, bypassing the two behind her, who also became visible.

Immediately, the eyes of the guys in the room were all fixed.

"Wow, He Wenyu? Qhianqhian, is this your little partner who grew up with you? She’s changed so much, look at her compared to you!" Pei Yuhao rushed over, staring at He Wenyu’s chest, causing her face to redden as she covered it with her hand to make him stop.

"When Xiao Yu and I met, neither of us wore open-crotch pants anymore, thanks. If you need some, I can get them custom-made for you," Luo Qianqian sat down calmly, watching the antics nearby, shaking her head in silent disbelief.