Class Reunion

Nightfall, Shen Qingyue had just finished bathing when she picked up her phone to check for messages. She saw that Chi Ming had sent her a selfie. In the photo, the man had just finished showering, his hair slightly damp, covering a pair of peach blossom eyes. He appeared a bit less wicked and a bit more radiant.

Shen Qingyue was speechless. Is he planning to seduce me with a change in tactics? She was about to reply when she received another message from Chen Ying.

[Qingyue, there's a high school class reunion tomorrow evening. Are you going? But Qin Zhen and Wei Jiu'er, that couple, will be there. I'm afraid they'll ruin your mood.]

Shen Qingyue: [It's fine. If I don't go, they might think I'm afraid of them.]

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Shen Qingyue used to attend a private school where most students were from wealthy families. When she and Chen Ying arrived at the venue, many people had already arrived.

During her school days, Shen Qingyue was lively and outgoing, and she had a decent circle of friends. As soon as she entered, a group of people gathered around her, chatting and reminiscing about their youthful days while joking about work.

When Qin Zhen and Wei Jiu'er walked in hand in hand, the atmosphere instantly quieted down.

The news of Shen Qingyue's divorce from Qin Zhen had made headlines for only a short time, so some of the younger ones were unaware of it.

A girl asked Shen Qingyue softly, "Why is Qin Zhen holding hands with Wei Jiu'er? Is it now acceptable for affairs to be so blatant?"

Shen Qingyue replied calmly, "We recently got divorced."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhen, holding Wei Jiu'er's hand, could not help but feel that when she uttered the word "divorce," it sounded somewhat harsh, even though it was the truth.

The news of their divorce surprised their classmates, and everyone naturally assumed a wealthy love triangle. However, divorce wasn't something to celebrate, so nobody pressed for more details.

Qin Zhen's side was also lively.

There was a white piano in the banquet hall, and someone started urging Wei Jiu'er to perform. Back in high school, Wei Jiu'er was a member of the music club and known as the piano princess of their school.

Wei Jiu'er smiled shyly, "It's been many years since I played. Let's forget about it."

"Don't be modest, play a piece."

"Play a piece!"

The crowd began to cheer, and Wei Jiu'er maintained her smile but glanced meaningfully at Shen Qingyue and suddenly shifted the focus to her. "I went to Qin's house yesterday, and there's a piano in the living room. I assume it's Qingyue's. If she's been practicing, she should be better than me. Let her play."

Shen Qingyue chuckled lazily, her voice carrying a hint of laziness. "Wei Jiu'er, now that I'm divorced from Qin Zhen, you won't be able to live without seeking attention, will you? Could it be that you like me? You keep trying to catch my attention every day. Who knows whose piano it is? Don't you know? Talking about extramarital affairs so lightly, isn't it pleasant to say?"

The piano in the Qin family villa was the one Wei Jiu'er often used in the school's music room. It belonged to the school, and initially, they did not want to sell it, but Qin Zhen paid 20 times the price to acquire it.

Thinking back now, Shen Qingyue found it amusing. They were already married, yet Qin Zhen still indulged in self-admiration, sitting at the piano and reminiscing about his past romantic moments with Wei Jiu'er. Wasn't he deliberately disgusting her? In her previous life, she endured it for three years. Damn, she surpassed the patience of a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle!

Wei Jiu'er pretended to be clueless. "I just returned to the country recently; the whole affair was a misunderstanding! As for the piano, hasn't Zhen told me where it came from."

She turned her head and deliberately asked Qin Zhen, "Zhen, did you buy that piano for Qingyue?"

Qin Zhen pursed his lips slightly, looked down at her, and used that piano for three years, yet she forgot? He could not tell if she was pretending to be clueless or genuinely did not know. Suppressing the odd feeling in his heart, he replied, "You used it throughout high school."

Wei Jiu'er appeared surprised and touched, with her expression perfectly controlled. "Really? You've been keeping it for me all this time?"

For some reason, Qin Zhen felt a sense of aversion towards Wei Jiu'er today. It seemed like there was something particularly fake and intangible about her. He could not see it or touch it. Suppressing his emotions, he said, "Yes."

Wei Jiu'er glanced provocatively at Shen Qingyue a few times. "In that case, Qingyue probably can't play the piano anymore, so I..."

"Who said I can't?" Shen Qingyue smiled. "I haven't touched the piano in the Qin family's home, but that's just because I find it disgusting. Anyone can play the piano, right?"

Kids like them should at least learn a bit about high-end instruments, even if they were not proficient in them.

"Is that so?" Wei Jiu'er clearly did not believe her. In her impression, Shen Qingyue was just a love-struck girl who followed Qin Zhen everywhere. What could she do? She looked at Shen Qingyue with undisguised mockery in her eyes. "Then why don't you give it a try?"

Shen Qingyue remained composed and calm. "I might not be as good as Miss Wei, but why don't you show everyone first?"