152: I don't want to wait even a second longer.

"Who is it? So mysterious," another person replied indifferently, still scrolling through videos on their phone.

“Liu Nansheng, sitting at the table by the window, eating with a few girls!” The first voice was clearly excited.

"Liu Nansheng? Are you talking about... Liu Nansheng, the former number one campus belle?"

The other boy's tone suddenly rose sharply, and his phone almost slipped.

"Absolutely! Even though I only caught a glimpse of her profile, it's definitely her. That exquisite Appearance is unique in the entire hall."

Chen Shimei listened carefully to the discussion about Liu Nansheng at the neighboring table, hearing every word with exceptional clarity. His heart felt as if it had been suddenly clenched, then abruptly released—

He froze in place as if under a paralysis spell, only his eyes suddenly lit up.

Liu Nansheng? The Campus goddess who once captivated all the boys in school. This unexpected news instantly invigorated Chen Shimei.

Of course he remembered, back then, every male student knew about this number one campus belle.

He heard that she didn't go to college after High School graduation but went to work in another city. There had been no news of her for years, and he never expected her to appear here today.

If he had known where she was working earlier, he would have found a way to go there no matter what.

A girl who didn't even go to college and went out to work early must not have a good family background.

Even if she worked herself to death in another city, how much could she earn in a month? Three to five thousand at most, right? Not even enough for him to buy a pair of shoes.

Thinking of this, Chen Shimei couldn't help but curve his lips into a determined smile.

He had one or two tens of thousands in living expenses alone each month, not counting other pocket money from his family—more than enough to support a Liu Nansheng.

As long as he could win Liu Nansheng over, no amount of money would be too much.

As for Zhong Lili?

He glanced contemptuously at the figure still preening not far away—this kind of trash wasn't even fit to carry Liu Nansheng's shoes.

He abruptly rose from his seat, ignoring his friend's inquiries, and strode out—his steps quick and urgent.

His heart pounded, and an irrepressible sense of anticipation made the corners of his mouth unconsciously turn up.

He had to see with his own eyes if the person sitting in the lobby was truly the Liu Nansheng from his memories.

If it really was her, he absolutely had to get her contact information tonight.

Such a rare opportunity must not be missed.

In fact, it wasn't just Chen Shimei; although the two boys' conversation earlier was hushed.

But the keywords 'Liu Nansheng' and 'lobby' still seemed to have grown wings, drifting into the ears of several classmates at nearby tables.

Soon, an interesting phenomenon appeared in the private room—students began to run out one after another.

Thus, a wonderful scene unfolded—the private room door became a revolving door, with students coming and going.

Everyone who left carried curiosity and anticipation, and everyone who returned couldn't hide their excitement, eager to whisper to those beside them:

"Oh my god, it really is Liu Nansheng! She's even more beautiful than in High School..."

"A goddess is a goddess, her temperament is simply amazing..."

"Who is that young girl next to her? She looks so much like her."

"Could it be her younger sister? So beautiful..."

...Chen Shimei no longer wanted to return to the private room. He found an inconspicuous corner to stand in, his gaze fixated as if by a magnet.

Firmly locked on the table by the window—Liu Nansheng was chatting and laughing with a young girl whose Appearance was strikingly similar to hers.

Sitting together, they were like a pair of beautiful sisters, not only attracting the attention of their classmates but also drawing frequent glances from other diners around them.

At this moment, Zhong Lili had long been thrown to the back of his mind.

That kind of second-hand trash, let Chen Li pick it up.

What's the use of being good at kung fu? As long as he could win Liu Nansheng or her sister, wouldn't he be able to train them?

Just like in High School, most boys only dared to admire from afar, lacking the courage to go up and chat.

But Chen Shimei was different—he recognized Fang Fang, who was sitting opposite Liu Nansheng, and was somewhat familiar with her.

This was simply a heaven-sent breakthrough!

He took a deep breath, adjusted his tight T-shirt, deliberately tensed his pectoral muscles to make the lines more prominent, and smoothed his hair.

Only then did he flash what he considered a charming smile and walk towards that table.

Liu Nansheng and the others were halfway through their meal when they suddenly felt the surrounding gazes become even more intense.

He Min and the others didn't pay much attention, but Liu Nansheng and Yu Lulu already felt distinctly uncomfortable—those burning gazes almost penetrated the air to land on them.

"Fang Fang? What a coincidence, you're also eating here?" A slightly deliberate voice of surprise sounded by the table.

A young man stood before their table, smiling as he greeted Fang Fang.

The few of them looked up at him in unison, but Liu Nansheng merely glanced and withdrew her gaze.

For some reason, this man instinctively made her uncomfortable.

Although he appeared to be exchanging pleasantries with Fang Fang, Liu Nansheng keenly noticed that the corner of his eye quickly swept over her and Yu Lulu.

The gaze, though fleeting, carried an unpleasant, scrutinizing intent.

"Chen Shimei, what a coincidence indeed." Fang Fang forced a polite smile.

She did know him, but she was having dinner with her sisters and didn't want to appear too enthusiastic.

Considering Chen Shimei's good family background, she also couldn't be too cold.

"Our class reunion is here today, I didn't expect to run into you."

Chen Shimei said, already casually pulling out an empty chair and unceremoniously sitting down.

The few people at the table were stunned for a moment, but since he was someone Fang Fang knew, no one could say anything directly to his face.

After all, friends greeting each other and chatting for a bit, you couldn't just kick them out.

Hearing him mention 'class reunion,' He Min and Liu Nansheng exchanged glances—since he was Chen Li's classmate, they didn't think much further.

Chen Shimei secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one objected to him sitting down.

He suppressed the wild joy in his heart, hardly believing that he had managed to sit at the same table as Liu Nansheng so smoothly.

Looking at the few simple dishes on the table, he even had a perverse thought—how wonderful it would be if he could taste a dish that Liu Nansheng's chopsticks had touched.

His gaze involuntarily drifted towards Liu Nansheng opposite him, where she was slightly tilted her head, softly saying something to Yu Lulu, her exquisite profile looking particularly captivating under the light.

Chen Shimei chatted idly with Fang Fang, talking about irrelevant things.

His mind wasn't on the conversation at all; his entire heart had long drifted to the other side of the table.

His gaze kept involuntarily darting towards Liu Nansheng and Yu Lulu.

Watching Liu Nansheng's graceful dining posture and Yu Lulu's lively and adorable Appearance, he felt as if there was a claw constantly scratching at his heart.

These two girls, with their distinct styles yet equally captivating, made him restless.

Finally, unable to suppress his inner agitation, he forced a relaxed smile at Fang Fang, his tone deliberately casual:

"Fang Fang, aren't you going to introduce me to your sisters? We're all young people, let's get to know each other and make some friends."

He spoke politely, but his eyes were already eagerly darting back and forth between Liu Nansheng and Yu Lulu, wishing he could strike up a conversation immediately.

At this moment, he didn't want to wait another second.