“Ouyang Xiangwan, this is where you went wrong. You two are a couple, how could you let him catch up with someone else alone, and in such a quiet place? Aren’t you afraid that Xiao, the school heartthrob, will be snatched away by someone else?”

The man in the white shirt continued to joke, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Tsang Yok-sing was acting strangely.

"So, you and your wife have never been apart, you even follow her when she goes out for tea with her friends?" Xiang Wan put down her wine glass, shook her head and sighed, "Being your wife must be really difficult. Luckily, we female classmates had foresight."

He choked on his white shirt. He still didn't have a steady partner. Every time they got to talking about marriage, something always went wrong. Was it really because he was too nosy?

But when Ouyang Xiangwan was dating Xiao Ming, wasn't she even more concerned about him than he was?

"You need to learn more from others, otherwise you'll be destined to be a bachelor for life."

The fat man spoke again, and the people around him quickly moved their chairs an inch to the side.

"Go away, as if I'm the only single one. Fatty, aren't you the same? When are you going to get rid of this jerk habit?"

“That’s because I don’t want to. If I wanted to, my child would already be in elementary school.”

"You're just bragging. I don't know who secretly confessed to Gan Xiaochen back then, and made it public knowledge. A goddess like you??"

The fat guy's face turned green, and he retorted, "Who hasn't been young? I had the courage to confess, unlike someone who had to write a love letter secretly, and in the end, the dorm manager confiscated it."

"Oh? Is that so? Tell me, tell me!"

Her gossipy nature was piqued again. Xiang Wan sighed, thinking, "Being beautiful is definitely an advantage. She hasn't even arrived yet, but the news is already circulating among everyone."

Zhao Yuanyuan secretly pulled Xiang Wan aside and whispered in her ear, "They were just joking, don't take it to heart."

Xiang Wan patted the back of her hand and comforted her, "I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

Zhao Yuanyuan hesitated, intending to kindly remind Xiang Wan to avoid affecting her mood. Now it seemed her worries were unnecessary.

"Sigh, if you're divorced, you're divorced. What's the point of hiding it from everyone?"

That tone was far from friendly.

Turning her head, she saw the woman who had been standing beside her, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Her voice was loud enough that everyone around her could hear it.

The crowd looked at each other, and for a moment fell silent.

"Tell me, who are you?" Xiang Wan asked without changing her expression, facing her directly.

Zhao Yuanyuan pulled at Xiang Wan's clothes from behind, but Xiang Wan didn't move. The woman opposite her started to turn pale.

Someone whispered, "That's Zhou Sulan, from the next class."

"Oh, I remember now. Gan Xiaochen's little follower, Zhou Sulan, who was inseparable from him throughout the four years of college. If you hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have remembered that there was such a person in the class next door. Sorry, so many years have passed, time has been too kind to you, I didn't even recognize you."

Then, changing the subject, "Where's Gan Xiaochen? Could it be that she didn't come herself and sent you to her class reunion? Tsk tsk, this exquisite makeup and deliberate dressing up still couldn't capture even a fraction of the essence of a school beauty. But this style of prying into other people's privacy is truly a direct descendant of hers, even surpassing it. I admire you, I admire you!"

Zhou Sulan's face turned pale; she probably had never been spoken to like that before. "Ouyang Xiangwan, it's been years since I've seen you, and your tongue has certainly gotten sharper. I wonder who it was that relentlessly pursued the school heartthrob and stole him away from Xiaochen. Stealing is stealing, and the divorce is deserved. Someone like you isn't even worthy of carrying Xiaochen's shoes; you deserve to be dumped!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Xiang Wan shook her head regretfully. "Do you know why no one wants you yet? Your breath is so foul, even toilet cleaner can't clean it. I know you're jealous, and it's only natural to be angry. After all, I can steal her away, which is better than some people who don't even have the ability to snatch her away and can only follow behind others and pick up the scraps. I just don't understand, is a school beauty like this, with a piece of rotten mud by her side, trying to fertilize herself? And let me tell you, compared to this, the beautiful one is even more beautiful, and the ugly one is even more indescribable. Let me have a drink to calm my nerves and silently sympathize with you."

A low chuckle rang out around them. Zhou Sulan jumped up from her chair, pointed at Xiang Wan, and glared at her fiercely. "You shameless woman, you got dumped and you still have the nerve to come here and berate me. The man you went to so much trouble to snatch is now with Xiaochen. They're a match made in heaven. You're just a worthless slut, what are you pretending for? You were dumped five years ago, what good will it do to deny it? I'm not like you, at least I've never been dumped."

Xiang Wan laughed. She was almost bursting with internal injuries from forcing herself to insist that no one wanted her.

"Zhou Sulan, do you know that Gan Xiaochen knows you've never been pursued? Oh dear, such a loyal protector of flowers, doesn't she plan to give you one of the men she doesn't have a choice with?"

"puff!"

Those watching the spectacle couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The man with the buzz cut glanced at the scene, his eyes flickered, and he silently picked up his wine glass.

Zeng Yucheng's expression was somewhat unpleasant. Inviting Gan Xiaochen was his idea. The fact that this table of men could be gathered was basically due to the gimmick of the school beauty possibly attending. Now that Gan Xiaochen hadn't arrived, Zhou Sulan's presence was a sign of respect. Ouyang Xiangwan's dismissive attitude was rather unfair.

“Ouyang Xiangwan, Zhou Sulan is also our alumnus. At least give her some face.”

Xiang Wan raised an eyebrow. The main course hadn't even been served yet, and she was just worried about not finding an excuse to collect interest. She had stumbled upon this herself, so she couldn't blame her.

"Squad Leader Zeng, are you standing up for this alumnus?"

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