After handing the car keys to one of the doormen to park the car, Shen Mingzhu followed another doorman into the club.

As we passed by, the club staff greeted us politely: "Hello, Mr. Shen."

Compared with her identity as Mrs. Pei, Shen Mingzhu's identity as a well-known private entrepreneur is more prestigious.

As soon as you step out of the elevator leading to the top-floor box, a mixture of high-end fragrance and elegant alcohol scent immediately hits you in the face.

"Mingzhu, you are late."

Zhong Qing was the first to notice Shen Mingzhu's arrival. Her face was flushed and she had obviously drunk a lot. She pointed at Shen Mingzhu and said, "You have to drink three cups as punishment."

Yan Su smiled and took over the conversation, "Three cups is not enough. She was late for 25 minutes, so if we count one cup every five minutes, she should be fined five cups to be enough."

Shen Mingzhu casually hung her bag on the coat rack, looked at the red wine on the table and raised her hands in surrender: "Forgive me, I have to crawl home tonight after drinking five glasses."

"Just one drink today, and the rest will be recorded in your account." Zhuang Xueqi poured a glass of red wine and handed it to her.

Zhong Qing and Yan Su nodded in agreement.

"Okay, you guys have the final say."

Seeing that Shen Mingzhu readily accepted the punishment and drank the wine, the three men let her go and pulled her to sit down.

The four of them get together once a month at the Jinlan Club at the end of every month.

Jinlan Club is a high-end private club founded by Zhuang Xueqi three years ago. It is a membership-based club that only welcomes women. The staff in the club are all young and handsome, with an average height of 1.8 meters. This made Jinlan Club a den for rich wives and daughters to spend money in the shortest possible time.

Women in their thirties and forties sat together, and their topics were nothing more than beauty, health, wellness and life, but today, somehow, the topic turned to emotions.

Talk about their first love.

Zhong Qing said that she did not have a first love, only secret love.

Yan Su's first love was her late husband. His death left her trapped in the quagmire of pain and longing for a long time, until Han Zibin appeared.

This relationship between an older sister and a younger brother with a ten-year age difference not only healed her emotional trauma, but also made her younger and gave her hope for life.

Shen Mingzhu's first love in her previous life was a boy in her high school class. He came from a wealthy family, was tall, had excellent grades, and could play basketball.

After the college entrance examination, she plucked up the courage to confess her love to the boy, but was rejected.

The reason is that I don’t like girls who are too short.

Whether in the past life or this life, Shen Mingzhu's height is 1.6 meters.

"Later, I saw him at a class reunion. He was with a girl who was not as tall as me even when she was wearing platform shoes. That's when I realized that it wasn't that he didn't like short people, it was that he didn't like me."

When recounting the experience of secret love, Shen Mingzhu deliberately concealed the time period and background, so no one could hear anything wrong. They all comforted her and complained that the boy had no vision, saying that he must be regretting it now.

"My first love was in kindergarten..."

“Beep beep beep—beep beep beep—”

When it was Zhuang Xueqi's turn, she had just started to speak when she was interrupted by the shrill and urgent sound of a car horn downstairs.

When they came to the window, they saw a flashy sky blue Lamborghini parked outside the club.

Through the open scissor door, you can see the man in the driver's seat honking the horn. Who else could it be but Ning Yuan?

The club does not accept male guests, even if Ning Yuan is the proprietress's husband, he is not allowed to enter.

Zhuang Xueqi picked up the phone, called and yelled, "Ning Yuan, are you sick?"

Not knowing what Ning Yuan said on the phone, Zhuang Xueqi said goodbye after hanging up the phone.

"I'm leaving now. You guys have fun, and I'll pay for the bill."

"Don't worry, we won't be polite to you on your territory."

After watching Zhuang Xueqi leave, the three of them changed the topic.

…

After walking out of the lobby of the club, Zhuang Xueqi casually threw the car keys to a nice doorman and said, "Take me home."

"Okay, ma'am, please wait a moment."

While waiting for the doorman to drive the car over, the Lamborghini kept honking at an average of once every three seconds.

Zhuang Xueqi couldn't stand it any longer and stepped forward in her high heels, "Can you please stop being crazy here?"

"You finally came over. I thought your leg was broken. Get in the car."

"I have my own car."

Ning Yuan sneered: "You want to drive after drinking, are you tired of living?"

Zhuang Xueqi sneered: "Don't worry about it, I have a driver."

As he was speaking, the doorman parked the burgundy Maserati behind Zhuang Xueqi, and got out of the car politely to open the passenger door for Zhuang Xueqi.

Ning Yuan glared at the overly pretty doorman with a frown, "Is this the driver you mentioned? Zhuang Xueqi, do you think I'm dead? I'm telling you, if you dare to let him into Mingyuan, I'll make him walk down the mountain sideways tonight, believe it or not?"

These words didn't scare Zhuang Xueqi, but they were enough to scare the doorman to death.

"Ouch, my stomach suddenly hurts. Madam, I'm sorry, I can't help you drive."

Having said that, he ran away.

Zhuang Xueqi turned around and prepared to find another staff member, but before she could find a target, the staff around her scattered like birds and beasts and soon disappeared without a trace.

Three minutes later, the blue Lamborghini roared out of the club.

"How much did you drink? You reek of alcohol."

"none of your business."

"You think I am happy to control you? You are a mother now, can you set a good example for the children?"

"Manman and Enbao went to Singapore for a study tour and will be back next Wednesday."

Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly: "Ha, I find that you are increasingly looking down on me. You didn't even discuss such an important matter as sending your child abroad with me?"

Zhuang Xueqi sneered, "I told you last month that you have a stupid brain and can't remember things. Who can you blame?"

After being scolded, Ning Yuan vaguely remembered that his eldest daughter seemed to have said last month that she wanted to go study abroad.

"Why are you so angry? I have to deal with so many company matters every day. Why should I be surprised if I forget some trivial matters occasionally?"

Zhuang Xueqi rolled her eyes, turned her head away and closed her eyes not wanting to say any more nonsense.

The woman's delicate and beautiful face was reflected in the dark brown car window glass.

Ning Yuan slowed down the car, coughed lightly and said, "Well, do you want to go to your room or mine?"

"Whatever." Zhuang Xueqi replied with her eyes closed.

Ning Yuan's throat moved, "How about we stay outside today?"

Zhuang Xueqi opened her eyes and found that the car slowly stopped in front of the hotel gate.

The two of them entered the presidential suite on the top floor one after the other.

As soon as she entered the door, Zhuang Xueqi threw away her bag, kicked off her shoes and began to take off her clothes.

Ning Yuan closed the door, turned around and saw that she was stripped down to her underwear, and couldn't help but said, "Can you be a little more interesting and romantic, and make it seem like you are completing a task."

"If you want to do it, don't do it. If you don't want to do it, get out."

“…”

The noise faded away and the room returned to silence.

After staring at the man sleeping like a dead pig for a while, Zhuang Xueqi put on her nightgown and went to the light, lighting a cigarette. Her thoughts followed the drifting smoke back to the time before she left the Jinlan Club.

She said first love in kindergarten was not making up stories.

When she was five years old, she was in the process of losing her teeth and was teased by her classmates because she had no front teeth. Her favorite chocolate was also taken away from her.

Later, a handsome little boy came to the class.

男孩不仅没有取笑她没有门牙，还揍了抢她巧克力的人，并偷偷吻了她，说长大以后会娶她。

That was the happiest time for her since she started kindergarten.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The boy transferred to another school and left after a few days.

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Every moment she spent with the boy in such a short time was deeply engraved in her mind: every word he said, every snack he gave her, and his voice and smile.

We met again five years later.

The boy is still as handsome as he was when he was a child. He is gentle and considerate to girls, sweet-mouthed and warm-hearted, but the person he is trying to please is not her.

He had completely forgotten about her.

The faces of the girls around him were always changing, one after another, just like leeks that would grow new shoots after being cut.

After she grew up, her family arranged many young and talented people of equal status for her, but without exception, they were scared away by her bad temper.

Until, her blind date turned out to be him.

Twenty years of longing have taken root, taken root, and sprouted.

He is a philanderer, does not work hard, and spends his time eating, drinking and having fun. He has as many negative comments as his love history. People around him say that he is not a good match.

However, what one cannot obtain when young will haunt one for the rest of his life.

…

"Do you have time tomorrow? Come with me to the nursing home. Shuhuan is dying."

Hearing the man's words suddenly, Shen Mingzhu subconsciously looked out the window and was surprised to realize that it was already late autumn and early winter.

In the blink of an eye, another year is almost over.

“What year is this year?”

"Are you asking about the accident at his home or his return? It's been four years since the accident and three years since he returned."

Shen Mingzhu nodded, "When are you going tomorrow?"

"In the morning, this may be the last time we see each other."

Shen Mingzhu didn't really want to go.

When Zhou Shuhuan was sent back to Fengcheng for recuperation, she went to visit him once. His face, which was burned beyond recognition, made her feel uneasy for several days.

Those criss-crossing scars seem to be a constant reminder of the severity of the fire.

Zhou Shuhuan looked really dying. He was so thin that only bones were left on his body. The tissues on his face were severely burned and sunken. There were only a few sparse gray hairs left on his head. He was as weak as a skeleton.

Shen Mingzhu did not enter the ward. She just took a quick look through the glass window and went to the garden to get some fresh air.

In the ward.

As if knowing that his end was near, Zhou Shuhuan's moist eyes were filled with deep reluctance and attachment, as well as sadness so thick that it could not be dissolved.

"Brother Yang, I can't do it anymore."

Pei Yang encouraged him, "Medicine is much more advanced now than in the past. You will definitely make it through this."

Zhou Shuhuan shook his head, as if this action had exhausted all his strength. After a few breaths, he began to cry and sob, "Brother Yang, I really regret it, I really regret it..."

"Don't dwell on the past anymore. It's more important to take care of your health."

…

"Aunt Shen."

In the pavilion, Shen Mingzhu looked at the man's young face, which looked strange yet familiar, and asked hesitantly, "Are you Zhou Hao?"

Zhou Hao laughed. "I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect Aunt Shen to still remember me. But I recognized you from a distance. You haven't changed much. You are still as beautiful as I was when I was a child."

Shen Mingzhu smiled and said, "The upper half of your face looks a lot like your father."

When talking about his father Zhou Shuhuan, Zhou Hao's expression was obviously more sad and melancholy. "My dad may only live for two days. My dad fell into this state because of that vicious woman. She not only destroyed my family, but also ruined my dad's life."

This sounds strangely familiar.

"Ah Hao."

A young girl in a white woolen coat walked up to the two of them, took Zhou Hao's arm affectionately, and looked at Shen Mingzhu with sparkling eyes.

"This is Aunt Shen. She used to live in the same family compound as me. Aunt Shen, this is my girlfriend, Xia Lu."

"Hello, Aunt Shen."

The girl was well-dressed and had a cheerful and generous personality. She was obviously from a wealthy family, which was consistent with the plot in the original book where Zhou Hao married a beautiful, rich and innocent girl.

After watching Zhou Hao and Xia Lu walk away, Shen Mingzhu finally remembered the source of the words that sounded so familiar to her -

Ziheng ended up in this state all because of his vicious stepmother, who ruined his life.

In the original book, when Pei Ziheng died as a villain, Zhou Hao sighed and said these words to his childhood friend.

"Let's go home."

Pei Yang came to her side at some point and took her in his arms as they walked out.

"I just ran into Zhou Hao, with his girlfriend, who is pretty. Looking at these grown-up children, I feel that we are really old."

“That’s a good thing.”

"?"

Facing Shen Mingzhu's puzzled look, Pei Yang took her hand, interlocked his fingers with hers, and said tenderly, "We will be together through life and death. I will hold your hand and grow old with you."

"You're old, but you're still so disgusting."

Shen Mingzhu wanted to pull her hand back but failed, so she could only let the man lead her forward.

The maple leaves of late autumn fluttered and scattered all over the ground, and a beautiful and moving song came from afar -

The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you

Collect bits of laughter along the way

Let’s talk about it later while sitting in a rocking chair…

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