There is a huge panda sculpture outside the square. It is lying down and looks so soft and cute. Many people in the class are taking selfies there.
Wen Xi walked over with a smile on her face, chewing a chocolate ball.
After playing for a while, everyone arrived.
Song Qingxue is here too.
Although she dropped out of school a long time ago and went to a private art university, she had never left her high school group and saw the message in the group.
The life committee member in charge of the farewell dinner was stunned when he saw her, but he was too shy to chase her away.
Song Qingxue appeared calm. After spending a year in college, she looked much more mature than her classmates.
She had dropped out of school in disgrace, and came here today to show off her status as the future mistress of the Wang family, but no one paid any attention to her.
The meal lasted until after 1:00 p.m., but everyone still felt unsatisfied and decided to book a theater to watch a movie or go to KTV.
While the living committee member went to pay the bill, Song Qingxue went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup.
Unexpectedly, I ran into an acquaintance when I came out.
"Hey, isn't this Qingxue?"
The man had a hoarse voice and spoke in a frivolous tone.
After Song Qingxue saw clearly what the other party was calling, her body stiffened and her pupils suddenly constricted.
"Oh, look at you, you look like you've seen a ghost. You wouldn't have forgotten me so quickly, would you?" The man looked at her and smiled maliciously.
Song Qingxue frowned, and her fingers, which were holding the bag, turned white from squeezing it too tightly.
She bit her lip and wanted to leave without saying a word.
"Why, you're ignoring me now that you're hooking up with a rich second-generation guy?"
The man put the cigarette in his mouth and pulled her to him.
Song Qingxue pushed the other person away and hurried to the private room.
She originally wanted to leave directly, but the man and his men blocked the exit. She didn't want to get into a fight with them, otherwise if things got out of hand, she would be in trouble.
If people knew that she had had an affair with this deputy director for the opportunity to become famous, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Song Qingxue ran back to the private room panting, and just as she was about to close the door, it was pushed open.
"Song Qingxue, why are you running?"
It was the life committee member who had just returned from paying the bill.
"No, nothing."
Song Qingxue, who was originally frightened, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was someone from the class. She thought it was that group of people who came looking for her.
She walked back to her seat with unsteady steps. The private room was noisy and no one noticed her abnormality.
"Okay, the bill's settled," the living committee clapped their hands. "Have you guys come to an agreement? Are you going to the movies or karaoke?"
"See a movie."
"Sing!"
"Well, if you ask me, why not just watch the movie first and then go sing? We've been so tired for so long, we have to have fun to the fullest! Only children make choices. We are adults, we want both!"
"agree."
"Okay, what else is there to say? Let's go."
Everyone packed up their things and got up to leave.
At this time, several waiters came in from outside, one of them holding a box of wine, including white, yellow and red wine, and asked them if they wanted it opened now.
Everyone looked at each other.
"Hey, did you deliver it to the wrong place? We have already paid." Seeing this, the living committee member hurried forward and said.
"That's right. It was me who asked them to send the girl over."
A rough sound was heard.
Everyone looked towards the door and saw a middle-aged greasy man with a protruding belly walking in from outside, followed by a few ruffian-looking young men. They didn't look like good people at all.
“You are…”
The living committee member looked at the visitor and then at the boxes of wine that were brought in, feeling somewhat puzzled.
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