C3 Classmate Reunion

The crowd suddenly burst into teasing, "If you manage to charm Young Master Chen, you might just snag the seat beside him!"

Tang Wanli blushed at the comment, retorting with a playful scowl, "Stop it! Even if I were interested in him, it doesn't mean Young Master Chen would feel the same about me!"

The crowd erupted into hearty laughter.

Just then, a taxi pulled up, and a young girl with an elegant figure emerged. She was dressed in a light purple Korean-style blouse paired with sleek black jeans, her already striking figure further enhanced by a pair of delicate high heels.

In a flash, all eyes were on her.

She was none other than Han Qiuran, their classmate and the belle of the school!

"Look who's here, our class's very own beauty! Barely a year out of school, and Han Qiuran's charm is more captivating than ever!"

"Seriously, the school beauty lives up to her name. So many admirers back in the day, and who knows if she's taken now."

The murmurs spread among the crowd.

"Hey, everyone. Hope I'm not late?"

Han Qiuran approached with a smile, waving to the group.

"Not at all, not at all. We're still waiting on quite a few classmates," Wang Luo, one of the male classmates, replied with a grin.

"Exactly. Han Qiuran, your timing is perfect. We were just wondering if you'd show up, and here you are, as if on cue. Haha!"

Laughter filled the air once more.

Han Qiuran gave Wang Luo and the others a mock glare. "Come on, it's our first reunion since graduation. Did you really think I'd miss it?"

"Right? What are you all implying? It's our first reunion; of course, Qiuran would be here," Tang Wanli chimed in, linking arms with Han Qiuran and rolling her eyes at the others.

"Qiuran, don't mind them. They just can't resist teasing a beauty," Tang Wanli added.

Han Qiuran simply nodded, choosing to remain silent.

Then, Chen Shaoqiang approached with a charming smile, "Qiuran, it's been a while. You're as stunning as always."

"Hey, Young Master Chen, starting off by flirting with our school beauty? Isn't that a bit much?" Tang Wanli chided playfully.

Chen Shaoqiang nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders and quipped, "Well, she is the school beauty, after all. If you were the school beauty, I'd be flirting with you too."

"Stop it! I may not be the school beauty, but I'm still the belle of our class!" Tang Wanli's cheeks flushed as she playfully smacked him.

Laughter erupted from Chen Shaoqiang and the others at her reaction.

"Okay, everyone. It's time we head inside and wait for the rest. Let's not all crowd the entrance; we don't want passersby thinking we're holding an illegal rally."

Amidst the chatter and laughter, the group made their way to the hotel's private room.

The hotel's decor, design, and sheer sophistication were undeniably impressive. The journey from the lobby to the elevator, and then to the private room, was a dazzling experience for many.

...

Meanwhile, Chen Zhixuan had finally pulled up to the entrance of Tianhao Hotel after a full day of cruising around in his Bugatti.

"That was exhilarating!"

A day behind the wheel had never felt so liberating for Chen Zhixuan.

"Zhixuan, where are you? Everyone's here except for you!"

Just then, his best friend Zhang Xiaohe sent him a voice message.

"Fatty Zhang, I'm at the entrance of Tianhao Hotel. Could you come down and guide me? I'm not sure which room we're in," Chen Zhixuan responded.

Zhang Xiaohe, older than Chen Zhixuan by half a year, was the classmate with whom he shared the closest bond.

He was quite hefty, which earned him the nickname Fatty Zhang among their peers.

"Got it! I'm on my way down!"

Fatty Zhang hurried out of the hotel's private room after getting the message.

"Man, you finally made it! I was starting to think you'd bail on us!"

Greeting him with a wide grin at the entrance, Zhang Xiaohe was clearly pleased to see him.

"How could I miss a class reunion? Has everyone arrived?" Chen Zhixuan asked, giving him a friendly punch on the shoulder.

With a big, toothy smile, Fatty Zhang replied, "Yep, all here. We were just waiting for you!"

"Let's head up."

Chen Zhixuan slipped the Bugatti key into his pocket, careful not to let Fatty Zhang catch a glimpse. Even if he had seen it, he probably would have mistaken it for a fancy lighter.

"Hold up! Zhixuan, it's our class reunion today, and you show up in that outfit? Aren't you worried about being the butt of everyone's jokes?"

Fatty Zhang grabbed hold of Chen Zhixuan's arm.

Chen Zhixuan glanced down at his inexpensive sports attire.

"Is there a problem?"

"Man, are you clueless or just playing dumb? A class reunion is basically a flex-fest. If you don't spruce yourself up, how will you hold your own when the boasting starts?

Your whole getup doesn't even cost a few hundred yuan. Who's going to take you seriously when you start talking big?"

Fatty Zhang was visibly annoyed.

He thought, "Even if the reunion is just an excuse to show off, and even if you're a nobody, you could at least make an effort. When it's time to talk yourself up, who's to say whether you're telling the truth or not?"

Chen Zhixuan couldn't help but chuckle to himself. With a net worth of a hundred million in his pocket, did he really need to play the bragging game?

"Fatty, cut the crap. A reunion is about reconnecting, not showing off. How did you even get that idea? Come on, everyone's waiting for us."

Chen Zhixuan smirked inwardly. Forget Chen Shaoqiang; the combined wealth of everyone here today wouldn't even come close to his own.

"Damn, you're so stubborn!"

Fatty Zhang muttered under his breath.

Before long, they arrived at the private room's entrance.

The room was bustling with people.

Men and women, a crowd of fifty to sixty.

"Classmates, Zhixuan has arrived, and now we're all here. Let's get this party started!"

Fatty Zhang called out as soon as he stepped into the room.

But.

Chen Zhixuan's arrival barely registered with the crowd, who were more focused on Chen Shaoqiang.

In comparison to Chen Shaoqiang, who was Chen Zhixuan?

"Hey, isn't that Chen Zhixuan, the former class genius? Come on over here, Zhixuan. Let's take a good look at what's become of the 'most promising student' our teachers used to rave about."

Wang Luo, Chen Shaoqiang's lackey, rose to his feet, ready to dish out the ridicule.

"Hey, Chen Zhixuan, is that your work outfit? Showing up to the class reunion dressed like that?"

Zhou Qianqian couldn't resist ribbing him.

"Tsk tsk, looks like our top student isn't exactly living the high life. Good thing I didn't follow the teacher's advice back in the day. Getting by with an average university degree isn't too shabby, right?"

Chen Zhixuan's arrival sparked a wave of snickers from some old rivals.

It was inevitable.

Everyone there was well aware of the ongoing feud between Chen Zhixuan and Chen Shaoqiang.

Taking a jab at Chen Zhixuan was essentially a backhanded way to suck up to Chen Shaoqiang. Why pass up the chance?