When Ping and Hua arrived at the school, the parking lot was almost full, including many luxury cars.
The National University is the only university in this city and one of the famous universities in the country. Those who can enter this school are either rich or expensive, or they are top students from poor families like Ping who are admitted based on their strength. There are countless graduates from this school, including returnees, executives, and politicians, and most of the people who stay in the local area are local elites.
?On the Internet, there are four types of people who are unwilling to participate in the class reunion:
?The first type of people: those who are very well-off and very rich, who disdain to meet their former classmates. The former classmates have been replaced by money and interests;
?The second type of people: those who do not do well, have low self-esteem, and do not have the courage to participate;
The third type of people: those who are average, but very busy. This type should be the mainstream crowd.
The fourth type of people: those who feel that there is no need for gatherings and do not want to go.
Ping is the fourth type of person. The current class reunion is just a formality, bragging, showing off, or taking the opportunity to cling to the powerful, and the interest is too heavy. A really good relationship is always in contact, and there is no need to show it at this juncture.
As for him, he is the kind who does well and is very busy flying around the world. He probably won't come today.
Ping was just betting that if he came, she would have a chance to see him.
The appearance of Ping and Hua caused a commotion among the alumni, and everyone frequently cast attention.
Two-thirds of the people present were boys, and Hua seemed to know them very well. As soon as he passed by, he huddled with a group of male alumni and called them brothers. Ping didn't know any of these people, and she was very uncomfortable standing beside her, very reserved, like an outsider.
When Ping was in school, she was not good at socializing. Apart from a few roommates, the people she had the most contact with were the alumni of the literary club.
She remembered that there were also a few alumni of the Literature and Art Club in the group. Did they come? She looked around to find out.
"Hua Zai, is this your girlfriend?" A male alumnus wearing glasses asked everyone's thoughts.
"Yes! Isn't it beautiful?" Before Ping could react, Hua hugged her into her arms. He happily showed off to everyone.
Ping: ""
Ping blushed and wanted to push Hua away, but the public felt that it was too disrespectful to him, and she couldn't push him away either. She was flirting, it was too pretentious, but it attracted more attention, so she just let him hug her, but her beautiful eyes were slightly angry, staring at him fiercely.
Sister, I am not happy, please let me go!
Huashi ignored it and continued to play happily.
"You kid has been flirting for so many years, and it's really a blessing for you to find such a beautiful and temperamental one." The bad friend revealed the old truth.
Several other male alumni also rushed up, patted Hua on the shoulder and booed, "When will the wedding be held? Don't forget to call us."
"It's easy to say, just remember to pack a big red envelope." Hua Ya almost laughed.
"This is necessary. Let me introduce it quickly. Let us know who the bride is." Everyone booed.
This was the only couple present today, and Hua was the hottie in the crowd, so everyone naturally made fun of the two of them, enlivening the atmosphere and laughing one after another.
Let's go, if we continue, we will send the two of them to the Civil Affairs Bureau immediately, and we will go straight to the wedding night in the bridal chamber at night.
"Friends from the school! I am Qu Ping from the Department of Literature." Ping saw that the commotion was a bit too much, and finally couldn't help clarifying, "Everyone, don't listen to Jiang Hua's jokes, we are colleagues, not boyfriend and girlfriend. After all, I'm still his senior sister!"
"Oh" The crowd was in an uproar, "After a long time, Hua Tsai, you haven't chased him yet."
"Starting to play sister and brother relationship, it's delicious! Work harder!" A brother encouraged Hua, "Otherwise, brother, I will start."
"This buddy won't let me go." Hua smiled and punched the man.
Still noisy! Ping couldn't laugh or cry, and was about to explain that she was married, when suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd: "Wow, Lan Qian is here!"
There was a commotion, and the crowd immediately flowed in one direction.
Ping subconsciously looked towards the end of the crowd, and her gaze was fixed on the man who stood out from the crowd.
The sun shone on his sculptural face, and his straight nose looked tougher against the light, revealing a chilling coldness.
The pitch-black eyes are like two bottomless pools, with elusive black shadows exuding from the pupils from time to time, mysterious and unpredictable.
The thin lips outline a cold arc, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth reveal a sneer that seems to have nothing.
The whole person exudes a majestic kingly aura that makes people shy away, but because of power, status, and wealth, people can't help but flock to him and worship him as a god.
He is still the man in his memory, a man who exists like a god, but he is less angry and more gloomy.
Time has finally cast him into the overlord the family needs, the cold-blooded president.
After ten years, she finally saw him again, but she saw him in the arms of another man
can not do this! Even if he doesn't remember her at all, and doesn't care who she will be hugged at all, she can't be so close to Hua, she doesn't want him to think that she is a frivolous person.
She struggled, but Hua hugged her even tighter. Her little arms and legs couldn't struggle at all.
She looked up at Hua with dissatisfaction, and saw that Hua, who was usually idle, was silent at this time, with a gloomy face, staring at Lan Qian with cold eyes, his whole body was stiff, and the strength in his hands was so strong that he seemed to be suppressing something. The warm air froze instantly.
If eyes can kill, then Lan Qian has already been killed by Hua a hundred times.
Did he have an affair with Lan Qian? Why do you look like you have a deep hatred with Lan Qian?
"You hurt me." Ping complained softly, feeling aggrieved. She had never seen Hua look so fierce, and she was a little scared.
Hua seemed to come to his senses, and immediately let Ping go.
"Are you hurt?" Hua felt distressed and nervous, "Let me see your arm."
"No, no." Ping quickly explained, but she dared to roll up her sleeves for him to check in front of the public, "What's wrong with you? You seem to be angry."
"No." Hua pretended to be relaxed, "It's still early, let's go over there for a stroll."
"Isn't it nice to be here?" Ping didn't want to leave, and she wanted to watch Lan Qian quietly again.
"What's the matter, I see people are pretending to be aggressive here." Without any explanation, he grabbed Ping's little hand and dragged her away.
Lan Qian gently twitched the corners of his mouth, his face softened a bit, he nodded to greet everyone one by one, when he passed by Ping, who had been entangled with Hua Zai all the time, his eyes seemed to freeze for a second, but then he didn't. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com