141: Which village are you from? You are so bloated!

"Quick, look, who is this beauty?"

"Shuyu! Shuyu has become even more beautiful over these past few years."

Feng Shuyu, the school beauty of their year, was an unreachable existence. It was rumored that after graduation, she relied on family connections to enter the entertainment industry and had gained some fame.

Seeing the school beauty arrive, Liu Zichen abandoned Lu Shenwei and scurried over to surround her.

Why hold a class reunion? It was all because he coveted Feng Shuyu's beauty.

It was just a pity that beautiful women often had brains; they knew what you were up to, but they deliberately kept you on a string.

Feng Shuyu possessed both beauty and intelligence; how could she let Liu Zichen succeed so easily?

"Shuyu, you're here. Sit, sit quickly. The classmates were just waiting for you to take your seat so we could start the meal."

Liu Zichen pulled out a chair and invited Feng Shuyu to sit beside him.

Sun Wei said disdainfully, "Simps never end well."

"What does that have to do with us? Let's eat a few bites and then go for a walk."

Adhering to the principle that since he was already here, he might as well fill his stomach, Lu Shenwei started using his chopsticks.

Sun Wei raised his glass and said, "Shenwei, let's have a toast."

"You drink; I'll just have some orange juice."

Lu Shenwei said this with a smile, not paying any attention to Feng Shuyu and Liu Zichen nearby.

A simp is a simp; they end up with nothing.

"Shuyu, I heard you recently filmed a new drama. You were the fourth female lead."

"The fourth female lead? And it's only been a few years since she debuted? Shuyu is truly impressive."

"Comparing people is infuriating, and comparing goods is worse. We're all classmates; Shuyu has become a star with a booming career, while looking at some others—driving a ride-share car? Working in a crappy factory."

"That's why they say birds of a feather flock together."

Lu Shenwei sipped his orange juice, treating their words as nothing more than flatulence.

"Shuyu, my dad has already agreed. As long as you're willing to be my girlfriend, he'll invest in an online movie, and you can be the female lead."

Liu Zichen raised his glass, but Feng Shuyu remained unmoved.

How many people in the industry were fighting to give her resources, yet she hadn't accepted any.

Why? Because resources come at a price.

What could big bosses want from a girl in her twenties? Nothing but that young body.

"Zichen, I know you're good to me, but I'm currently in a rising stage of my career. I want to make it on my own," Feng Shuyu said seriously.

Having seen enough of the deceit in the industry, it was rare to be able to speak her mind at a class reunion.

But is it possible to remain pure while in the mud?

"I know you're ambitious. After we start dating, I will never interfere with your career," Liu Zichen promised.

Over the years, he had played with many women, and there were plenty who were prettier than Feng Shuyu, but he was just cheap—the less he could get, the more he craved it.

Feng Shuyu lowered her head and didn't speak. Liu Zichen whispered, "Shuyu, I won't force you."

"Tch, a toad with gold trim is still a toad."

Sun Wei muttered, and Lu Shenwei said casually, "Your mouth is still as vicious as ever, kid."

"Is having money so great? If I had money, I definitely wouldn't chase Feng Shuyu. Every class reunion, she keeps a straight face, looking all cold and aloof—she looks frigid," Sun Wei said disdainfully.

Lu Shenwei tore off a duck leg, "Can't even the meat keep your mouth shut?"

"Can't you let me dream? Forget it, let's eat, let's eat. Don't waste it." Sun Wei picked up some food for Lu Shenwei.

Lu Shenwei said casually, "Having too much money brings its own troubles."

"You talk as if you're so rich. Enough of that, let's have a toast."

Lu Shenwei and the other laughed and joked, immediately drawing Liu Zichen's dissatisfaction.

I'm being snubbed, and you guys are just watching the show, right?

"We're all classmates, why is the gap so big? The two of you don't earn enough in a month to pay for today's meal."

Liu Zichen was already suppressing his anger, and after a few drinks, his arrogant personality was hard to hide.

"Exactly, exactly. Why haven't you two stood up to make a toast? At least drink six with Zichen."

"It's been almost five years since graduation, and you two still look like losers—one driving a ride-share, the other working as a factory laborer."

"Hurry up and apologize to Zichen, otherwise you won't even get to eat the hot dishes."

Several sycophants were deliberately making things difficult. Liu Zichen had an expression of watching a show, while the other classmates kept their heads down and ate.

Feng Shuyu said softly, "Liu Zichen, we're all classmates, don't make things difficult for Lu Shenwei and the others."

Seeing his goddess speak, Liu Zichen was about to reply when he heard a slap.

Lu Shenwei slammed his plate onto the table, "I came here to give the classmates face. What do you think you are? How dare you order me around in front of me?"

"Awesome!"

Sun Wei quietly gave a thumbs up and stood in front of Lu Shenwei.

"I didn't like you back when we were in school. Is having money so great? It's all from your old man anyway."

Sun Wei wasn't backing down either. So what if he drove a ride-share? He was making an honest living.

"I have money, so what? My dad is a supplier for the Navy, earning the country's money," Liu Zichen said arrogantly.

"Holy crap, Young Master Liu is this awesome?"

"We've been classmates for years, and I'm just now finding out his dad has ties to the military?"

"He's so low-key, I love it."

Once Liu Zichen's arrogant words came out, the classmates were not disgusted; instead, they felt lucky to be classmates with someone like him.

Lu Shenwei whispered, "I'm afraid your family can't supply anything good to the Navy either."

"Jealous, aren't you? Do you know what car I drive now? A Maybach. Even the cheapest one costs 5 million. You two couldn't even afford a wheel," Liu Zichen mocked.

Seeing that the two sides were about to clash, Feng Shuyu immediately said softly, "Stop fighting, sit down and eat."

Lu Shenwei's face darkened, and he was about to flip the table. Having a good temper didn't mean he was a pushover.

Just as he was about to erupt, the private room door suddenly opened, and a soldier in uniform walked in quickly.

"This... he isn't here looking for Liu Zichen, is he?"

"Look at the epaulets, the rank isn't low."

"Young Master Liu has style. Having a military soldier come find him at a class reunion—that's real style."

The classmates were full of envy. Liu Zichen wiped his hands, wondering why someone from the Navy would come to the hotel to find him.

Could it be that there was an issue with the supplies? But his old man hadn't let him take over the business yet.

Liu Zichen reached out with a smiling face, "You are..."

But the soldier in uniform went straight to Lu Shenwei, "Director Lu, we finally found you."

"Staff Officer Cao, why are you here?" Lu Shenwei asked in confusion.

Staff Officer Cao looked around at the crowd and whispered, "Old Zhong just arrived at the camp. Director Gu couldn't get through to your phone, so he sent me to find you. What's going on with this atmosphere?"

"Just messing around with classmates. Let's head back to the camp first."

This atmosphere didn't look like just messing around, Staff Officer Cao muttered to himself.

After saying this, Lu Shenwei left with Staff Officer Cao. Sun Wei accompanied him out of the hotel and watched as Lu Shenwei got into the military vehicle.

"Sun Wei, I'll call you later."

"Alright, you go ahead and get busy."

Sun Wei nodded, but inwardly he was wondering what on earth Lu Shenwei was doing now.

Inside the private room, the classmates looked through the window and saw Lu Shenwei get into the military vehicle, and they instantly exploded in shock.