Late at night.

In a bedroom.

Yang Jingwan couldn’t sleep as she scrolled through messages in her university class group on WeChat.

Xiao Shengmo: It’s so tough, working overtime until this hour.

Wei Yi: What kind of job is that, keeping you busy so late? You should just fire your boss!

Xiao Shengmo: I am the boss.

Wei Yi: ?

Xiao Shengmo: I just registered an advertising company with 50 million, and I’m busy all day. It’s exhausting.

Wei Yi: Big boss, let me tag along!

Lu Hai Chang: Me too, me too!

Qiushui Yiren: Wow, as expected of our class monitor. Just a couple of years after graduation and you’re doing so well. I’m so envious.

Liuli: Is the class monitor still single? Do you need a girlfriend? How about me? (posted a well-edited selfie)

Qiushui Yiren: Save it. Everyone knows the class monitor has a thing for Yang the campus belle. How could he be interested in you?

Liuli: So sad…

Xiao Shengmo: @Wanwanwan. Yang the campus belle, come out and say something.

Lu Hai Chang: @Xiao Shengmo, I heard Yang the campus belle got married. You have no chance.

Xiao Shengmo: Don’t slander my goddess. It’s only been a year or two since we left school. How could she be married?

Qiushui Yiren: Really? Yang the campus belle was so popular in school, with so many guys after her, and she didn’t choose any of them. Did she really get married so soon?

Liuli: Why not ask her directly?

Xiao Shengmo: @Wanwanwan

Qiushui Yiren: @Wanwanwan

Lone Wolf in the Wind: @Wanwanwan

Sadder than Sad: @Wanwanwan

Yue Yue: @Wanwanwan

…

Yang Jingwan just wanted to quietly observe, not expecting everyone to mention her.

Seeing this long string of @s, she felt her head swell.

After thinking it over, she decided to respond.

Wanwanwan: I am married…

Xiao Shengmo: (a series of heartbroken emojis)

Yue Ying: (confused black man meme)

Little Star: (Nani?)

…

Over twenty people flooded the chat with various shocked and incredulous emojis.

Even those who were lurking came out.

Xiao Shengmo: @Wanwanwan. Tell me, this isn’t true? You’re joking, right?

Wanwanwan: I’m really married.

Xiao Shengmo: Who’s your husband? What does he do?

Yang Jingwan felt quite frustrated seeing this message.

If everyone knew Su Lang was just a househusband, she’d lose all face.

Back in university, she was known as the campus belle, a prominent figure in school.

She had countless suitors.

At that time, Yang Jingwan herself thought she would marry a talented and wealthy handsome man.

But reality turned out to be the opposite.

She ended up marrying a homeless man she picked up from the street.

Wei Yi: @Xiao Shengmo. Stop asking. Just assume he’s richer and more handsome than you.

Lu Hai Chang: @Wanwanwan. Last time you mentioned you were married, but we don’t know who your husband is. Tell us, we’re all curious.

Sadder than Sad: There’s no need to ask. Yang the campus belle must have met a rich, handsome, and devoted true love. Otherwise, why would she marry so quickly?

Xiao Shengmo: We haven’t kept in touch much since leaving school. Why don’t we all get together for a reunion?

Wei Yi: @Xiao Shengmo. You’re still not giving up, huh?

Qiushui Yiren: Yeah, it’s been a while since we all met. Let’s have a reunion.

Liuli: Agreed, agreed.

Yue Ying: Same here. But who will organize it?

Liuli: Of course, it should be the class monitor. @Xiao Shengmo

Xiao Shengmo: @Wanwanwan. Which city are you in?

Wanwanwan: Qingling

Xiao Shengmo: Then let’s have the reunion in Qingling. Everyone who can make it, come join us.

…

Under the organization of class monitor Xiao Shengmo, the reunion was quickly decided, with nearly twenty classmates indicating they would attend. The time was set for tomorrow evening.

Xiao Shengmo: @Wanwanwan. Remember to bring your husband along.

Wanwanwan: Why would I bring my spouse to a class reunion…

Xiao Shengmo: Everyone’s curious. Bring him along.

Wei Yi: Exactly, exactly. Let us admire and worship the man who captured Yang the campus belle’s heart.

Lu Hai Chang: @Wanwanwan. Bring him so we can see!

…

Many people chimed in.

Yang Jingwan felt her head ache.

Could she really bring that useless Su Lang out to meet people?

As a woman, she had a bit of vanity.

She really couldn’t face everyone knowing she married a useless man.

Wanwanwan: Not bringing him, not bringing him.

Xiao Shengmo: That’s no fun. Are you afraid we’ll ask your husband for favors, so you’re not bringing him?

Wei Yi: +1

Yue Ying: +1

Liuli: +1

…

Feeling cornered, Yang Jingwan was forced to agree.

Wanwanwan: Fine, I’ll bring my husband along then.

With Yang Jingwan’s message, the classmates were filled with anticipation and curiosity again.

However, Yang Jingwan didn’t have the heart to look at the messages anymore. Instead, she started thinking about how to handle the reunion the day after tomorrow.

If she just brought the useless Su Lang, it definitely wouldn’t work.

After some thought, Yang Jingwan decided to spruce him up a bit.

Su Lang wasn’t a handsome guy, and he couldn’t meet the standard of a tall, rich, and handsome man. But he was tall enough, and with a decent outfit, he could barely pass as a successful person.

But since it was already late at night, Yang Jingwan wouldn’t go to him now. She planned to talk to him tomorrow.

After all, the reunion was tomorrow evening, so there was still time.

Placing her phone on the bedside table, Yang Jingwan prepared to rest.

Buzz buzz.

The sound of her phone vibrating came.

Yang Jingwan was a bit surprised. She had muted group messages, so who could be messaging her so late?

She picked up her phone again and, seeing the friend’s note, couldn’t help but feel a bit happy.

Young Master Wang: I helped you out so much, and as a friend, you’re not even going to treat me to a meal?

Wanwanwan: I was just afraid you were busy, so I didn’t bring it up. How about the day after tomorrow? I’ll treat you then.

Young Master Wang: I’m not free the day after tomorrow. I’m free tomorrow. Why not tomorrow?

Yang Jingwan had to work during the day, so she was only free in the evening.

Wanwanwan: Tomorrow won’t work. I have a class reunion to attend.

Young Master Wang: That’s fine. I can go with you. Your reunion will probably include a meal, right?

Wanwanwan: That won’t do…

Yang Jingwan planned to bring Su Lang, and if Wang Haoran came too, what a scene that would be?

Young Master Wang: Judging by your tone, you clearly don’t consider me a friend. Fine, I’ll just consider my previous help as a waste, and we won’t contact each other anymore.

Wang Haoran, feeling confident, played a little hard to get.

Yang Jingwan currently had a crush on him, so how could she bear to cut ties with him?

Sure enough, Yang Jingwan immediately replied.

Wanwanwan: No, no, no, that’s not what I meant.

Young Master Wang: So, are you going to treat me to a meal tomorrow or not?

Wanwanwan: Of course, but can you agree to a small condition?

Young Master Wang: What condition?

Wanwanwan: Uh… It’s hard to explain over messages. Let’s talk in person. Also, try to dress more maturely.

Wang Haoran already had an idea of what Yang Jingwan meant, but he didn’t point it out or ask further. Instead, he cheerfully replied.

Young Master Wang: Okay, I’ll drive over to pick you up tomorrow. See you then.

Wanwanwan: Yes, see you then.