"I’ll foot the bill, buy him ten pairs." Pei Yutian walked over with a speechless expression, dragging Pei Yuhao back to their seats: "Qhianqhian, give him a beating later to vent your anger. His brain’s been acting up lately, maybe because he failed too many subjects last semester."

...Failed subjects, too many...

Class president, what’s going on with you?

"Qhianqhian." Zhang Jingjing smiled gently, squeezed past Gu Yanzhi, and sat next to Luo Qianqian: "Long time no see, how have you been?"

Luo Qianqian was stunned for a moment before smiling and nodding. Ever since Zhang Jingjing broke up with Jiang An, they seemed to have never chatted calmly together.

"I’ve been fine, but... you see, eating the same things, I just age while Xiao Yu..."

Zhang Jingjing burst out in laughter: "You’re still young, you’ll have your chances."

Despite saying this, she straightened the chest covered by her black off-the-shoulder tight dress a bit.

Luo Qianqian silently looked away and turned to the slightly frail Ye Chen, then waved: "Ye Chen, come here quick."

With a puzzled look on his face, Ye Chen walked over. He came with Zhang Sheng, but he had gone to the restroom later, so they didn’t show up at the same time. As friends who have been close since elementary school, he naturally wouldn’t miss such an occasion.

"Look!" Luo Qianqian stood in front of Ye Chen, puffed out her chest proudly, then patted his chest and her own: "That’s the difference between flat and slightly substantial!"

"Uh..." Zhang Sheng awkwardly averted his gaze, unable to bring himself to tell Luo Qianqian a fact...

Qiao Xiyang popped up and walked to Luo Qianqian’s side, smiling: "You better not embarrass yourself here anymore; you’re better off comparing with your younger brother than with him."

An Hao? It’s not surprising that these classmates know An Hao; after all, they were all in high school when An Hao was born.

Luo Qianqian was speechless, looking suspiciously at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen touched his nose and diverted his gaze from Luo Qianqian’s chest: "I’m at a military school."

That one sentence left out a lot, like how he regularly works out, doesn’t have a bodybuilder’s muscles, but does have some pec muscles.

Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched a bit; she turned to Zhang Jingjing, clearly showing no interest in responding to him: "How about you? Are you in a relationship? We’ve got so many brothers here to vet them for you."

"Not yet, but soon." Zhang Jingjing smiled with a hint of shyness, clearly indicating something was happening.

"Heh heh, is he coming to pick you up?" Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrows.

She had clearly noticed that although bringing partners was allowed, there wasn’t an outsider in the whole private room, showing everyone had thought the same.

"Hmm..." Zhang Jingjing nodded: "He’s a senior at our school, a pretty good guy."

"Can I meet him later?" Luo Qianqian was immediately excited.

Zhang Jingjing chuckled at Luo Qianqian’s eagerness, threw her arm around her neck, and nodded: "Of course, if you all disapprove, I won’t go with him."

Luo Qianqian wrapped her arm around Zhang Jingjing’s neck, looking like they were old buddies: "You have no idea how scared I was you’d ignore me."

"What are you talking about? We’re good friends, after all. Fight at the bedhead..."

"Zhang Jingjing, that’s about married couples fighting at the bedhead and making up." Zhang Sheng interjected with an exasperated look; he was embarrassed just listening, you girls have such complicated relationships, you hold grudges for years?

For us guys, a few hours later we’d be fine, but looking at the girls, even minor things could lead to breakups.

Are girls’ friendships really that fragile?

"Where’s Jiang Qian?" Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes at Zhang Sheng, then ignored him. Zhang Sheng didn’t mind at all and continued chatting with He Wenyu.

Maybe because his gaze didn’t make He Wenyu mad, the two were chatting happily.

"She’s pregnant." Zhang Jingjing took a deep breath, looking helpless, her expression full of sighs and sympathy.

"What?" Luo Qianqian was stunned, looking incredulously at Zhang Jingjing: "Is it true?"

"It’s true, her future mother-in-law is still arguing fiercely over the dowry, staying at their house, breaking up isn’t okay, and they won’t give a dowry for marriage." Zhang Jingjing smiled bitterly: "I don’t understand why a girl like Jiang Qian can’t find a good boyfriend, and ended up with such an unreliable guy."

"Why can’t she break up?"

"That guy got into trouble, got crippled, and the child in Jiang Qian’s belly is the only grandchild." Zhang Jingjing said calmly: "But they only want the child, not Jiang Qian in the family, thinking she’s shameless, unworthy to enter their family."

"What about that guy’s attitude?" Luo Qianqian was shocked, asking in disbelief how a woman could be treated like this.

"He hasn’t shown up at all." Zhang Jingjing’s face showed sadness, smiling bitterly: "That’s why I’m hesitant to trust men easily."

"Men are all pigs!" Luo Qianqian said angrily, astonished by such behavior!

Gu Yanzhi, on one side, looked a bit multicolored, took a deep breath, and patted Luo Qianqian: "So, what am I? Braised or honey-glazed?"

Just as Luo Qianqian was about to ask what was going on, she heard this, and burst into laughter, her eyes squinted into slits as she laughed heartily.

Zhang Jingjing laughed, "This isn’t your style, right? Even if you’re a pig’s foot, you should be a Royal Family’s secret recipe kind, high and unreachable."

"So, in the end, it’s still a pig’s foot?" He Wenyu gloomily looked at Luo Qianqian: "Are you craving pig’s feet?"

"Bingo." Luo Qianqian nodded repeatedly: "Not only do I want to eat some, but I also want to pack some for An Hao waiting at home."

"Enough already..." Who takes their sibling out while hanging out?

Luo Qianqian’s big innocent eyes blinked: "I’m the best sister in the world, unrivaled, thank you."

"By the way, Qhianqhian, why didn’t you bring Tang Tianyi the Great God along?" Zhang Jingjing suddenly asked.

He Wenyu froze, his face immediately changing, wanting to say something but not knowing what, opening his mouth with a panicked face.

Luo Qianqian, however, smiled wryly: "No time, you said he’s the great god, how could he have time for classmate reunions?" Her expression was relaxed and natural, without any oddity.

He Wenyu hesitated for a moment, then understood. Luo Qianqian should have already known Tang Tianyi was their classmate, right? After all, with the classmates mentioning it casually, that was the only conclusion that made sense.

"But to me, you’re also a great god, skipping grades and becoming the top scholar... even those of us older than you can’t quite accept it." Ye Chen sighed on the side.

"Well, I’ve graduated now, so call me senior." Luo Qianqian laughed, bending down and lifting Ye Chen’s chin playfully.

"Get lost." Ye Chen looked at Luo Qianqian helplessly.

Amidst laughter and chatter, it was past nine o’clock when Luo Qianqian went out to call Elvis to pick her up.

After making the call, she calmly went to settle the bill, ordered a few dishes for takeaway, then returned to the private room and said with a smile: "If anyone needs a ride, speak up. If anyone needs dropping off, let me know, after all, I’m half the host here, it’s only right to play host."