Under everyone's envious eyes, he moved to leave with his arm around her waist. This was when Du Jiayan finally mustered up the courage to take a step forward. From his periphery, Mu Yazhe swept him a frosty glare that stopped the man in his tracks.
Too cowed by his look, the chap dared not move forward anymore.
He ignored the man and guided his woman out of the place.
Just before they walked away, Yun Shishi recalled something and looked past her shoulder with a smile. She then turned to him to say something.
The man nodded and waited for her outside.
She turned to walk over.
Du Jiayan saw her walk toward them and hastily greeted her fawningly. Alas, it was hopeless for him as she walked past him and went directly to Meng Qinghe.
"Monitor, I heard that you are about to emigrate. Due to the short notice, I didn't have time to prepare a present for you."
He quickly waved his hands off. "Shishi, you are too polite. There's no need for a present."
"Thank you." She sipped her lips and expressed her gratitude.
Her 'thank you' took him by surprise. "Why? Why are you suddenly thanking me?"
"I didn't have many friends back in college, so you were always looking out for me. I'm sorry to hear that you're migrating soon… Anyway, I've prepared this for you!"
She then opened her handbag and took out a neatly and nicely wrapped package.
For reasons unknown, he fell into a trance as he received the gift from her.
He held a loving admiration for her back in their university days.
She was beautiful, pure, gentle, and a top student.
To him, she was his goddess whom no one could replace.
At that time, there were many slanders surrounding her, and no one liked to get close to her in class except for him. He believed that she was innocent and even told her then, "Shishi, ignore the rumors. Your innocence will be revealed in no time. I believe you!"
Only now was she able to express her gratitude for his trust.
This was one of the reasons she had attended this party.
"I didn't get the chance to express my thanks, so I hope that you'll like this present I've made for you!"
With that, she gave a gentle smile and turned to leave.
Du Jiayan wanted to follow suit, so he could clear things up with her; unfortunately, she ignored him totally.
Meng Qinghe watched her departure, and his lips slowly curled into a gentle smile.
He did not have much regret after attending this class reunion.
At the very least, he managed to put a heartening end to his youthful, naïve crush.
This is a good closure for me!
He bowed his head to look at the present she had given him. Tears rimmed his eyes uncontrollably as his fingers slowly brushed against the wrapper.
"Stand aside." He pushed her away jokingly.
Seeing his teary eyes and the expression on his face, she let out in surprise, "Monitor, don't tell me… you have a crush on Shishi?"
"No!" He frowned.
"I can tell! I can tell!"
Thereafter, both started bantering.
Soon, the service staff handed the bill over to Du Jiayan. Sweeping a glance at the bill in his hand, he saw an astounding figure of 5.1 million yuan!
His eyesight turned hazy as his legs gave way and he collapsed on the floor.
Huang Lili went over to have a look and turned aghast at the sight!
Oh, my god! It's 5.1 million! How many GUCCI bags can I buy with that amount?!
…
Meng Qinghe sat in his car after he left the private clubhouse and unwrapped the present.