Lin Qiuju walked out of the car and entered the brightly lit Tianlong Villa, which immediately stunned all the men coming and going.

Lin Qiuju was wearing a blue and white chiffon dress today, with the hem of the skirt facing her thighs, making her two slender legs look more whiter and more charming.

The two long legs are tightly pressed together without any gaps. The ends of the thighs look pink and tender. While seducing the sight, it makes people want to lift the skirt and find out.

Yinliang's high heels are not ostentatious, but they play a role in modifying the leg shape. Lin Qiuju did not wear any accessories, but this made her feel more and more clean and simple as a lotus.

A black belt is tied around the waist, making the waist look softer. The hard hair is light yellow and the ends are slightly curled, showing a flowing and lively style, scattered on the plump chest, and the body is curved.

The beautiful face, snow-white skin, concave and shaped body, and the peach blossom eyes with a strange style fly upwards, making Lin Qiuju exud a particularly seductive style all over her body.

Yun Tao turned off the engine and got out of the car. Lin Qiuju immediately came over to hold Yun Tao's arm, looking like a man and a woman in love.

"Haha, there is progress, this is how you act like a couple." Yun Tao whispered in Lin Qiuju's ear.

"Haha, don't show your love..." Wang Minjun shouted with some scent when Yun Tao and Lin Qiuju were whispering intimately.

Lin Qiuju glared at Wang Minjun fiercely and cursed with a smile: "You are jealous. Otherwise, you can be so close to your husband."

"I am old husband and wife, why are you still intimate? He has long been no longer interested in me, a yellow-faced woman. I now understand what the 'seven-year itch' is. I have not had seven years with him now, and he has begun to lose interest in me." Wang Minjun said sadly.

"Wife, that's what you said. I'm infatuated with you."

Zhu Ming hurriedly said that it doesn’t matter if he is playing with women outside, and this person at home still needs to be coaxed. After all, the child has to be taken care of by her.

"You said "Touching your wife's hand is like touching your left hand with your right hand'." Wang Minjun glared at Zhu Ming and said.

"When did I say this?" Zhu Ming thought, and he didn't remember when he said this.

"Just a few days ago, you said when you came back drunk." Wang Minjun said.

"I got drunk a few days ago?"

Zhu Ming thought about it and remembered that he had been home drunk a few days ago. As for whether he had said such words, he couldn't remember them clearly, so he had to defend himself: "How can you believe the words of a drunk person!"

"Only drunk people will tell the truth." Wang Minjun said angrily.

"Two, don't argue. We are here today to participate in the class reunion. We are not here to argue." Yun Tao advised.

"Yes, Mingjun, I'll see my old classmates later. It would be bad if you did this."

Lin Qiuju also advised that Lin Qiuju understood why men and women are so afraid of getting married now, and this marriage has led to conflicts with each other.

"Yes, I'm here to attend the class reunion." Wang Minjun remembered the purpose of her coming here.

"Let's go, the classmates must have arrived." Yang Lin said.

"Are those people your classmates? They waved to us." Yun Tao said, pointing to the people at the entrance of the building below the front.

"It's our classmates, it seems to be Zhang Dewang and Wang Yan... By the way, who is that? I can't remember it anymore. Do you still remember Qiu Ju?" Wang Minjun said.

"It's Wang Tao. Wang Tao used to be very thin, why are you so fat now... Let's go over quickly."

Yang Lin recognized the old classmates who were waving over there, looked a little excited, and quickly called Lin Qiuju to go over together.

After all, there is a saying, "There are three irons in life, we can pass the window together, carry the gun together, and win the fortune together." It can be seen that the relationship between classmates still plays a very important role in many relationships in life.

Several old classmates touched their heads at the entrance of the building, and then greeted them warmly as if they were a different world and started chatting briefly.

Lin Qiuju also introduced Yun Tao to her old classmates. When she introduced her, she was still a little embarrassed. When those old classmates looked at Yun Tao's age and appearance, their eyes showed expressions of surprise or envy.

Yun Tao was polite and polite to greet these men and women who were several years younger than him. Their clothes were very simple, their faces were a bit old-fashioned, and their temperament was the same as the working people at the bottom of society among the countless people, and they were very grassroots.

Therefore, they seemed a little timid in their conversation, and they didn't dare to look at people like Zhao Long and Zhu Ming, who were civil servants. The social environment forced them to feel that they were inferior to those with rich and powerful people.

Yun Tao thought to himself that life experiences are really different. Lin Qiuju’s classmates have been separated from each other for many years. Some have done well; some can only support their families.

Now it seems that their simple and pure student days are gone forever. At this moment, their faces are full of life's attitude towards them. Some are proud of their youth; some are worried about the food and food...

"Why are you standing outside?" Yang Lin asked in confusion.

"It's a bit boring inside. Let's come out to have some breathing, and you can also pick up new students."

A woman named Wang Yan said, this woman is probably like Lin Qiuju, in her early twenties, but now she looks like a person in her thirties, and is urging her youth to grow old by the pressure of life.

In fact, the real reason is that the people in it are all very good people in society. The topics they talk about and the wealth they show off make these miserable people feel ashamed.

"Come on, brother, smoke."

The husband named Wang Yan sent Yun Tao a hibiscus cigarette. The hibiscus cigarette was specially bought to participate in his wife's class reunion. Usually, he smoked white sand cigarettes that cost five yuan a pack, so he was reluctant to buy such expensive cigarettes.

"Thanks!"

Yun Tao quickly took the cigarette with both hands.

These students saw that Yun Tao was dressed in exquisite clothes, elegant temperament, and dressed up as a rich man, but he was polite and polite to others, so they all felt good about Yun Tao.

After Wang Yan's husband Liu Yu diligently lit a cigarette for Yun Tao, he said again. "It's still twenty minutes away from the start of the meal. Let's just chat here for a while before going up."

"Okay." Lin Qiuju nodded and smiled. "By the way, Wang Yan, Lingshan, how long have you been here?"

"It's been more than two hours." Wang Yan replied.

"You have been here for so long, so why don't you go up and sit? It's fun to play cards." Wang Minjun frowned.

The faces of these students showed a sense of embarrassment. Zhang Dewang rubbed his hands and said, "They played mahjong on it, starting from 200 yuan, and the Landlord also started from 200 yuan. We can't afford to play... After sitting on it for a while, I got off. If I don't watch it well, I feel more and more frustrated as I watch it."

Everyone was speechless when they heard this.

Yun Tao couldn't help but feel a little contempt for Chen Ziyan, the so-called overseas returnee who organized this reunion.

Everyone is all classmates. Even if others don’t have the money to play such a big card, you should still greet them as the organizer. They actually let these old classmates stand there for several hours. Who is this? I guess they look down on people who are poor and lower-middle peasants!

Of course, everyone has their own attitude towards life. After all, people have to live in reality, so they will inevitably have utilitarianism, self-esteem, vanity, etc. Although these people were classmates more than ten years ago and were equal, now in society, the gap between the rich and the poor is highlighted. It is really difficult for people who are not in the same circle to play together.

Society is a general environment that labels people with different levels! People cannot change it.

Therefore, although Yun Tao despises Lin Qiuju, a rich classmate who returned from overseas, he really cannot be so disgusted with him.

Everyone chatted all over the world for a while, and then Wang Minjun's cell phone rang. Wang Minjun answered the phone and hummed a few times, then hung up the phone and said, "Let's go up, the students are all here. Now everyone is waiting for us in the VIP private room on the fifth floor."

A group of people headed to the private room of VIP on the fifth floor.

This is a very spacious and atmospheric private room with a very large table inside. There are more than 30 people sitting in total, including half of men and women.

These people are Lin Qiuju’s junior high school classmates and some of their classmates’ families.

Sitting directly opposite the private room door was a man under 30 years old in his 30s. The man looked average and had a little sign of hair loss. However, the man was armed with a famous brand and had a bracelet of Hetian jade on his hands, a Swiss Rolex gold watch, and a thick gold necklace hanging around his neck. The pendant was also jade.

He wore five gold rings of great weight on his ten fingers. He was full of red, outstanding, and full of confidence. Yun Tao probably was the organizer of this class reunion, the rich man who returned from overseas, Chen Ziyan.

Chen Ziyan did not graduate from high school and went to coastal cities. He started working, then met some noble people, so he went to Hong Kong to do business and slowly moved his business abroad. Now he is worth a thousand dollars.

Chen Ziyan returned to his hometown this time, on the one hand, he was preparing to pay for a clothing factory in Wenzhou, and on the other hand, he was for Lin Qiuju, the dream of "qingren" in his high school.
Chapter completed!