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Chapter 843 Youthful Years

"Sister-in-law, we have to have a good time together after the exam is over. These days are really tough. My grandma feels sorry for me and says I'm so thin that I'm about to lose my appearance..."

Just as Jiang Yunyun was acting with twitching eyebrows, Tang Mingming revealed her old story, "Wan Ying, don't listen to her. She is so anxious for someone to say she has lost weight. Yesterday she happily told me that she has lost weight after so many years. She actually succeeded in learning how to be fat by lighting a lamp and boiling oil. Now, whenever anyone says she is thin, she feels so beautiful that she feels so beautiful. She also says that her appearance has improved and she can definitely win..."

"Tang Mingming!"

Jiang Yunyun opened her teeth and tried to cover her mouth, "You really followed Qian An's example!"

I smiled as I watched them playing around, and when I heard Qu still calling me, I looked over and, oh, here comes the surprise, this would-be sister-in-law has a light on her forehead!

Although it is not a colorful halo of great auspiciousness, it is still a sign of good luck.

Qu Yiran was in a much better state than the other two. He leaned into my ear and said, "I have thoroughly understood the knowledge points of the sets of exercises you gave me. Wan Ying, I feel very confident now. Xiao Wen also followed. I told the truth. He said that he did not sort out those questions. The top student may be you. You have been hiding your strength because you have many taboos in learning. I will not ask any more questions. I just want to say, thank you very much. you."

I hummed and shook her hand tightly.

Among the five reserve sisters-in-law, Zhiqu is still the most supportive.

It was normal at this point. Even though Tanna came over to chat with me, I was not so frustrated that I couldn't bear it.

As soon as the class meeting officially started, the situation gradually got out of control.

First, the head teacher took the stage to speak, reviewed every detail of the past three years, and sent good wishes to the students.

Immediately afterwards, the students who loved literature and art began to lead everyone to sing songs together, ranging from "I Really Love You" to "Friends".

Wu Mingshi also brought a guitar and played and sang the song "My Deskmate".

When singing, he always looked at me, "Who pulled up your long hair~Who made you a wedding dress~"

The classmates followed his gaze and asked me to sing a song.

I thought that it was coming anyway, so I stood up and pondered my emotions, "I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to say goodbye to you, because maybe I will never see you again. I have to leave tomorrow, a familiar place with you. If we want to be separated, my tears will fall..."

Bits and pieces of my high school career naturally came to mind.

I always seem to be wandering around in my studies.

I have always been like a non-staff member in the class, but when I really want to leave, I still feel reluctant to leave.

I think of the countless times I secretly put snacks in my mouth while studying.

I also think of the teacher who said that Mingming, Yunyun, I, and I are like birds of a feather, one is always eating, the other is always knitting, and the other is reading endless novels...

Looking back, those are all the best memories, the years of youth that can never be taken back.

I sang a cappella and looked at my two sisters-in-law, who had already burst into tears.

The classmates in the class started singing along with me, and soon they started crying again.

I can hold on to this, but who would have thought that there would be a part of giving gifts after telling the truth at the end.

The sisters accepted more than a dozen gifts from male classmates in a daze, and were then dragged to take commemorative photos.

I was so confused that before I could react, the class door was knocked open again, and male students from other classes rushed in.

Some letters and oversized stuffed toys were stuffed into my arms, and a male classmate I didn’t know also gave me a large bouquet of flowers...

Then there will be no more. If it doesn't start bleeding from all the orifices, I won't give you face.

Fortunately, I had some foresight before attending the class meeting and asked Qian'an and Brother Hou to wait for me at the school gate.

Qian'an sensed that I was in danger and immediately attacked the property I gave him.

Qi Yihou and two security guards rushed into the class and carried me away, who was half dead.

I left a good story in this high school.

Everyone said that I was a role model, and I had to study hard even though I was seriously ill.

She was definitely on long-term sick leave from school just because she was pretending to be sick. Her physique is comparable to that of contemporary Lin Daiyu!

I felt better after returning home, but my nosebleeds were still flowing profusely, and my face was visibly pale.

If Qian'an wants to continue his attack, how can I be willing to be so prodigal and refuse to let him go?

During the fight, Aunt Han happened to come over as a guest. She told me that my master had said that my physical condition was different from ordinary people.

When I am over eighteen, I want to get closer to her and make new friends.

Then Aunt Han offered to take me around her club and teach me how to taste wine.

It was also strange. As soon as Aunt Han said these words, my nosebleed stopped immediately, and the effect was immediate.

Aunt Han took me to the Yulin Club under her name.

I really don't have any opinions anymore.

As long as I don't lose weight in the cloakroom, I can go anywhere.

When I arrived at the place, I saw that Aunt Han was indeed a big shot in the social world.

Not to mention the other properties under her name, Yulin Private Club alone can meet all the needs of high-end people.

Although the location of this club is somewhat remote, it is located in the western suburbs of central Beijing, which is exactly in line with the privacy-focused characteristics of celebrities.

There is also a beautiful botanical garden nearby, which is completely membership-based.

One-to-one service and extremely luxurious decoration.

Qian'an and I walked around briefly with Aunt Han.

The first floor is mainly a separate beauty spa room and an afternoon tea room.

There is an open reception area, Chinese and Western restaurants, and bars of various styles on the second floor.

I like one of the bars very much. It has an industrial style and is quite unique. It also has a high DJ platform that looks like scaffolding.

Qian'an saw me looking around curiously and whispered, "I heard that Aunt Han has a male model here. Can I find one for you?"

I nodded with a pale face, "Okay, I'm more handsome than Meng Qin, and more beautiful than him. Come and help me recharge my batteries."

Qian An's face changed instantly, "How dare you speak."

I ignored him and asked him what he was afraid of. I would definitely support someone of Meng Qin's level. I would feel good if I just took a look at him every day.

There are various bamboo curtain tea rooms and Zen rooms on the third floor. The interiors are soundproofed and provide excellent privacy.

The fourth floor has a chess and card room and KTV party rooms of different sizes. The fifth floor is a large gym and heated swimming pool.

Further up are the video room and conference rooms of different specifications, including a multi-functional banquet hall.

All the rooms after the ninth floor are high-end rooms, and there are on-call waiters and security guards in formal attire along the way.

Aunt Han specially left a master suite for me on the ninth floor, meaning that room would be mine from now on.

If you get tired of drinking too much with friends, or if you want to change your mood, you can go there anytime.

I didn't even say no, for fear that the nosebleed would happen again.

Aunt Han winked at the people around her, and the assistant handed the room card to Qian An.

Seeing Qian'an stunned, Aunt Han smiled and said to me, "Ying'er, have you forgotten what our relationship is? Although we haven't seen each other often in the past few years, it was the third master who told me that you are still in the growing stage. Let me give you time. Now that you have grown up, you will naturally be exposed to many things. This is both a vanity fair and a comfort zone. This will also be your social circle in the future. You have to adapt so that you are not in vain. Some cultivation.”

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