Until Yan Zheng's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Sang Tianen still stood at the door of the toilet without moving.
Her body was stiff, her mind was blank, and Yan Zheng's words kept echoing in her ears: Whenever you get close to me, I feel physically nauseous.
Yan Zheng hates her?
Why should he hate her?
She carefully recalled every moment they had spent together. She had not done anything out of the ordinary and had always maintained a cordial and friendly attitude.
What on earth could have gone wrong that made such a handsome guy hate himself to this extent? He almost vomited at the sight of himself. This had never happened before.
Sang Tianen thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what she had done wrong, but when she saw Yan Zheng's distraught look, her heart suddenly ached inexplicably.
Because of this brief episode, Sang Tianen was undoubtedly late, and when he arrived at the hotel box, everyone was already there.
When Zhou Feiyu saw Sang Tianen striding towards her, she immediately stood up and greeted her, giving her a big hug with her usual gentle smile on her face: "Sangsang!"
"Xiao Yuzi." Sang Tianen smiled and hugged Zhou Feiyu back, then looked at the other classmates and greeted them one by one.
"Come, come, sit here." Zhou Feiyu took her hand and sat next to her. "Sangsang is late, let's make her drink a drink as a penalty."
As she said that, she poured a glass of coconut milk for Sang Tianen. Sang Tianen stared at her with an expression that said, "You'd better be sensible." Then he picked up the glass, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
After this drink, the table became lively and everyone started chatting.
We started by talking about our respective living conditions, where we worked, whether we were married, and if we were married, whether our husbands had children and so on.
Then we talked about domestic and international news, policy trends, and then the recent stock market and gold.
When women get together, they talk about military, politics, stock market, gold and so on, which are completely different from the topics men talk about.
Halfway through the conversation, several female classmates started smoking. The smell of smoke drifted to Sang Tianen's nose, causing his throat to itch.
Sang Tianen has a problem. She feels uncomfortable when she smells other people's cigarettes, but she doesn't feel that way if she smokes them herself.
Seeing her unhappy expression, Zhou Feiyu handed her a cigarette and said softly, "Want one?"
Sang Tianen glanced at her and said with a half-smile, "You understand me so well?"
"Good friends, let's walk together for the rest of our lives." Zhou Feiyu blinked playfully.
Sang Tianen took her cigarette with a big laugh, picked up a lighter from the table and lit it. She inhaled the dry and choking taste into her throat, squinted her eyes and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Speaking of stock trading, we have to mention Tian'en," a female classmate suddenly said. "I heard from Xu Wenwen from your dorm that you've made tens of millions trading stocks. You've achieved financial freedom now, right?"
The originally noisy dinner table suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned their eyes to Sang Tianen. Some were surprised, some were envious, and some were secretly jealous.
"Tian'en, you're so amazing!" Lin Qiao said with a smile, "Do you have any inside information?"
Sang Tianen took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled, his expression indifferent: "If I could earn tens of millions, I wouldn't work in Qitian."
"Yeah, if I had tens of millions of dollars, I would have retired and started fishing long ago." Someone echoed.
"By the way, how is Xu Wenwen now? I haven't heard of her for a long time." another classmate asked.
The expression on the female classmate's face became indescribable. "I heard that he became obsessed with stock trading and was sent to a mental hospital by his family."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Feiyu subconsciously glanced at Sang Tianen. She saw that her eyelids were slightly drooping, and a smoking cigarette was held between her fingers. The white smoke blurred her face like a hazy veil, and no emotion could be seen.
"How did it come to this?" The female classmate who had asked the question earlier looked sad and suddenly turned to Sang Tianen, "Tianen, have you contacted her since graduation? I remember you two were the best friends back then."
Sang Tianen flicked the ash from his cigarette, then leaned back in his chair and said expressionlessly, "No."
"Alright, since we're all so rarely together, let's not talk about such sad things." Zhou Feiyu stood up, raised her red wine glass and said to everyone, "Let's welcome Lin Qiao back home!"
The party lasted until nine o'clock. Seeing that it was still early, Zhou Feiyu suggested going for karaoke. Sang Tianen originally wanted to refuse, but couldn't resist the persuasion of his old classmates, so he had to follow everyone to a club.
Zhou Feiyu is worthy of being a rich second-generation. The place she brought everyone to was very high-end. Sang Tianen stepped on the black marble floor which was cleaner than her face, and felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
The young man who led them into the box was so young and handsome that he almost blinded her eyes. He was especially adorable when he smiled, showing his pointed little fangs.
Sang Tianen even gave him a little tip for the first time. She has always been very generous to good-looking people.
"Everyone, please sit anywhere and order whatever you want to drink." Zhou Feiyu sat down on the sofa as soon as she entered the door. Her cheeks were slightly red because she had drunk a lot of red wine.
"Ms. Zhou is paying today, so please feel free to be polite." Lin Qiao smiled, unbuttoned his collar, and sat next to her.
Sang Tianen sat in a corner, took out his mobile phone and browsed the news boredly. After a while, the waiter brought a lot of food and drinks.
Zhou Feiyu frowned slightly and looked at the waiter and said, "Where's the person I ordered? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"
"The manager has called someone over, Miss Zhou." The waiter smiled good-naturedly, standing there gracefully with a tray in his hand, looking very pleasing to the eye.
Zhou Feiyu's eyebrows showed a hint of impatience, and she waved at him: "Let her hurry up."
After the waiter left, Lin Qiao smiled a smile that he only showed on certain occasions: "Fei Yu, you have prepared a show."
"Yeah." Zhou Feiyu lowered her forehead slightly and pinched her eyebrows.
After a while, the door of the box was opened from the outside, and seven or eight young and handsome guys walked in. They all had fair skin, were tall and thin.
There were seven classmates in total participating in this party. Two of them were honest and well-behaved. When they saw this scene, they were so frightened that they sat on the sofa in shock and dared not move.
"Fei Yu, what are you doing? I have a husband." One of the female classmates asked with a red face, "If he knew about this, I would definitely be beaten to death."
Zhou Feiyu glanced at her indifferently. The lights in the box were dim. The female classmate only felt that the pair of narrow eyes looking at her were incredibly dark, which made people feel scared.
"We're just singing with the guests, it's nothing." The man leading the group smiled. "We're good citizens who abide by the law."
"Yeah, it's rare for us to come out, why spoil the fun?" Lin Qiao agreed, "I'm just singing a song."
"Yeah, since we're here, let's just see the world." A female classmate next to her also advised, "How can a woman be called a woman if she doesn't have fun?"
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