Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
First of all, as the young masters were all standing there, he certainly wasn’t as suave or as gracious as them. He was not as charming as them, too.
They all exuded a refined aura, while Zhao Zhen exuded an aura of a scholar but he didn’t exactly look like one.
“I heard from someone you’re a professor at a university?”
Zhao Zheng humbly shook his head. “No, I’m not a professor yet.”
“But your achievements are remarkable.”
“Unlike me who has nothing to boast of.”
“Aren’t you waiting to inherit the fortune your father had left you so you can be a useless bum for the rest of your life?”
“Get lost!”
Everyone was cheerfully chatting as they teased one another. Laughter echoed in the main hall.
“Third Yan is here.” Lu Yinan casually cast a glance at the entrance and spotted Yan Rusheng. Lu Yinan excitedly pulled on Ming Ansheng’s shirt.
Young Master Yan stuffed his hands in his pockets and strode towards them with graceful steps. Pairs of eyes stared at him.
When he saw Zhao Zheng, his good-looking face fell, just as expected.
But that sullen look was fleeting for he had hitched a smile back on his face. He nodded at everyone.
“Ah Sheng.” Xuxu hurried towards him and affectionately wound her arm around him.
“My heart is feeling the pain.” Someone dramatically clutched at his chest.
Another person followed suit. “Me too. Our great beauty Xuxu.”
Zhao Zheng tightly clenched his fists when he saw Xuxu leaning against Yan Rusheng with such a bright and blissful smile. His eyes reveal regret and pain.
Although not everyone’s first love was unforgettable, most were.
Xuxu was his first love and his goddess during school. When he entered university, he still thought of her during the first two years. Even when he found out that she had already married, he would still think of her occasionally.
Now that he had witnessed her leaning on another man’s shoulders, he still felt rather upset and jealous.
Why didn’t he manage to marry Wen Xuxu?
Wen Xuxu and Yan Rusheng had always treated each other as enemies.
“Yan Rusheng.”
Zhao Zheng straightened his back and greeted Yan Rusheng.
Yan Rusheng maintained that smile and nodded briefly to Zhao Zheng. “Hi, it’s been some time.”
He pressed on. “How is your mother’s business recently?”
Everyone seemed to detect that the atmosphere was getting tensed.
Zhao Zheng nodded. “Yeah, not too bad.”
Lu Yinan, who was trying to create chaos, was struck with a sudden idea. He spoke, “Oh yeah, Zhao Zheng, didn’t you just add Xuxu’s WeChat? You should get Xuxu to add you to our group chat.”
Wen Xuxu threw a murderous glare at Lu Yinan. The guy was too much! She will get Zhou Shuang to deal with him.
She glanced at Yan Rusheng and the smile on his face looked stiff.
She instantly steered the conversation out of dangerous waters. “Young Masters, this is my younger sister, Su Yue.”
She then introduced the names of the young masters to Su Yue.
Su Yue merely nodded in silence.
“Little Yueyue, are you in the same class as Zhanfeng?” Lu Yinan asked.
Su Yue nodded after some deliberation. “Mmm.”
It enlightened Lu Yinan. “No wonder when that kid heard that I’m meeting your third brother and third sister-in-law, he kept pleading with me to bring him along.”
Ming Ansheng looked doubtful. He asked, “Why?”
It was their classmates’ reunion, why should his cousin join them?