F{h*F 5() Vz34 Itchy hands?
“Xiao Ran, are you going?”
Su Ran hooked her lips slightly, fearing it was not up to her to decline.
Given Su Xinyan’s tactics and Wen Peipei’s extreme partiality, she had a premonition that the upcoming banquet boded ill.
How could that woman pass up any opportunity to showcase herself while simultaneously embarrassing her?
Somehow, anticipation began to stir in Su Ran’s heart.
She just wondered if, after the last lesson, Su Xinyan had honed her skills.
“I’ll think about it!”
“Alright, we’ll go together then. Speaking of which, that woman Su Xinyan still owes me a lesson.”
Su Ran let out a light laugh, “Itching for a fight?”
Ye Zhichen laughed along.
“White lotuses, green tea bitches, everyone should be put down.”
“I didn’t know that about you.”
Ye Zhichen had work to do, so the two didn’t chat much more and ended the call.
Placing her phone on the table, Su Ran lounged lazily on the sofa.
Seemingly remembering Ye Zhichen’s words, she casually picked up her phone again, opened WeChat, and clicked on the long-unvisited high school group.
A few people in the group were chatting away, but Su Ran ignored them and scrolled up.
A red handwritten invitation quickly caught her eye.
The Old Master Qin’s seventieth birthday?
Su Ran raised an eyebrow and, on a whim, started scrolling through the group chat history.
Yesterday’s record wasn’t much to look at, but when the invitation was sent out, the group was buzzing, with everyone expressing their intent to attend.
“The birthday party of Elder Qin? An invitation personally sent by Young Master Qin, of course, I’ll go, definitely.”
“Young Master Qin actually remembered us, his old classmates? With such respect from him, I’d go through fire and blade!”
“I heard the Qin family invited quite a number of big shots from the circle. The Qin family sure has face.”
Sycophancy was everywhere, and Su Ran was no longer surprised by it.
It was a societal norm, not just something that happened in the group.
It was the conversation that followed, however, that seemed a bit unusual.
Su Ran checked the chat time; it was just a few minutes ago.
“Ahh, the Qin family’s invitation, my husband, my husband showed up!”
“Cut it out upstairs, what your husband, clearly he’s my husband, okay?”
“Wang Xiaoxiao, don’t forget your real husband is also in the group, aren’t you worried he’ll get jealous with what you’re saying?”
Wang Xiaoxiao: “Ah, I forgot my husband and I were classmates, can I take it back now?”
“Damn, the person in question got brought out.”
Wang Xiaoxiao: “Hehehe, hubby, don’t be mad, I was talking about the drama, the drama, you’ve always been the one I love the most. Besides, weren’t you into it back then too? You not only dragged me to watch the drama but also said Su Xinyan was your goddess. I wasn’t upset back then, was I?”
Mentioning Su Xinyan made the group explode.
“Ahh…my goddess’s acting is so good, finally, we can see them in the same frame again.”
“Goddess, goddess, are you going to the Qin family’s party? @Su Xinyan”
“I really want to see my god and goddess together again, you’re going, right, Goddess? @Su Xinyan”
Su Xinyan: “Thank you, classmates, for your support, invited by Zihuai, I will definitely attend.”
As Su Xinyan’s words fell, the group became more lively than ever, and even Qin Zihuai himself thanked them for their messages.
Seeing this, Su Ran inwardly lamented Su Xinyan’s ability to bewitch others.
Such skill was not something that could be cultivated in a mere thousand years.
“Xinyan, is your sister Su Ran going too?”
Spotting her own name suddenly, Su Ran’s brows subconsciously furrowed a touch.