Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 117 Class Reunion (Part 2)

As soon as Chen Yan said this, the once lively and harmonious dinner table suddenly fell silent.

Chen Guodong glanced at Chen Yan with sympathy, but said nothing. He picked up the glass of baijiu on the table, took a sip, and continued eating in silence.

He Juan stopped serving food to Jiang Zhixin and slapped Chen Yan on the back of the head with lightning speed.

With a crisp, clean "snap," the sound was swift and decisive.

"Chen Yan, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."

He Juan didn't hold back when scolding her own son.

Chen Yan is such a jerk; he won't eat his meal properly, he just has to get slapped to feel better...

Sure enough, after being slapped, he became much more obedient, covering the back of his head with his left hand and picking up food for himself with his right.

He was muttering something under his breath, but so quietly that no one else at the same table could hear him.

When Jiang Zhixin saw Chen Yan's disheveled appearance after being beaten, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up. She immediately pursed her lips, afraid that she would laugh impolitely at the dinner table.

Who would have thought that Mr. Chen, who is so assertive and unwilling to suffer any loss outside, would have such a low status at home?
After meal.

Chen Guodong carried all the gifts from the car into the living room.

Jiang Zhixin wanted to help clear the dishes, but He Juan stopped her.
"Zhixin, how can I let you do this? Just sit here and relax. If you're sleepy, go upstairs and rest for a while. I've changed the sheets and blankets in the guest room for you. They were just washed and dried yesterday."

As he spoke, he winked at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan understood and walked to Jiang Zhixin's side: "Let's go, I'll help you carry your luggage upstairs."

Seeing He Juan's resolute attitude, Jiang Zhixin stopped insisting and followed Chen Yan upstairs.

There are three rooms on the second floor of Chen Yan's house. The master bedroom on the east side is currently occupied by Lao Chen and He Juan, while Chen Yan's room is on the west side.

There was another empty guest room for Jiang Zhixin, and He Juan had cleaned the room inside and out several days ago.

As soon as Jiang Zhixin entered the room, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She turned to the side, covering her mouth with her hand, her shoulders swaying, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents, her gaze towards Chen Yan full of mockery:

"I never expected that you, who are fearless outside, would be in such a miserable state at home."

"What do you know!"

Chen Yan stubbornly replied, "I'm just being filial and don't want to argue with my mother."

Jiang Zhixin replied with an "Oh," her expression clearly showing disbelief.

"What's in here? It's so heavy."

As he spoke, Chen Yan opened his suitcase.

On one side of the suitcase were some bottles and jars, which were probably cosmetics and skincare products;
On the other side were the clothes I changed out of yesterday, and two pairs of underwear, one purple lace and the other white semi-transparent.

Seeing that Chen Yan didn't speak, Jiang Zhixin looked down and found that he was staring intently at her two pairs of underwear.

Her face flushed instantly, and she quickly closed her suitcase: "You're a pervert!"

Chen Yan stood up, shrugged, and stubbornly denied it, saying, "I just wanted to straighten your clothes, how is that perverted?"

Seeing his shameless attitude, Jiang Zhixin was too lazy to waste words with him. So what if he saw it? Anyway, he had taken one of the clothes off himself last night...

"Take me out for a walk, I haven't really explored Cixian County properly yet."

Jiang Zhixin wrapped her arm around Chen Yan's, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness.

Chen Yan thought about it for a moment, and since he had nothing else to do in the afternoon, he nodded in agreement.

After saying goodbye to He Juan and Chen Guodong, the two drove downstairs and headed towards the city.

Throughout the journey, Jiang Zhixin watched the scenery along the road with great interest.

Large red lanterns hung from the streetlights on both sides of the road, swaying gently in the wind, creating a charming scene with the pedestrians dressed in new clothes, and everywhere was filled with the liveliness of the Spring Festival.

The two first went to Shanglinfang Food Street.

As soon as you approach, a cacophony of voices and shouts fills the air. Stalls line up one after another, selling all sorts of things. There are stalls adorned with colorful sugar figurines, the glistening syrup sparkling in the sunlight, captivating the children's eyes; and stalls selling various handmade woven ornaments, exquisite Chinese knots, and delicate sachets, exuding a strong festive atmosphere.

Jiang Zhixin took Chen Yan's arm and walked to the food area in the center of the market.

The air was filled with the aroma of various delicacies: the cumin scent of grilled lamb skewers, the unique smell of stinky tofu, and the sweet fragrance of cotton candy all mingled together.

Jiang Zhixin's eyes sparkled as she pointed at this and that.

Chen Yan smiled helplessly and fulfilled her requests one by one.

Jiang Zhixin took a bite of the sugar-coated glutinous rice cake she had just bought. The soft, sweet taste made her squint her eyes and say indistinctly, "It's so delicious, Chen Yan, you should try some too."

As she spoke, she held the sugar-coated glutinous rice cake in her hand to Chen Yan's mouth.

"I don't want to, I just had lunch."

"Oh, have a bite, it's really delicious."

Jiang Zhixin persisted, insisting that Chen Yan have a taste.

"Sigh, fine, fine."

Chen Yan'ao couldn't resist Jiang Zhixin. Just as he was about to take a bite, he suddenly noticed a little sugar stain on the corner of her mouth.

So, his mouth, which was originally going to eat the sugar-coated glutinous rice cake, suddenly changed direction in mid-air and headed towards Jiang Zhixin's lips, which were stained with sugar.

Before Jiang Zhixin could react, Chen Yan had already licked the corner of her mouth and then pulled it back.

Her face flushed slightly, and she gently punched Chen Yan, scolding, "What are you doing? There are so many people watching!"

"You had sugar stains on your lips, and I kindly licked them off for you, and you're blaming me?"

Jiang Zhixin couldn't argue with him, so she simply pulled Chen Yan outside.

Her appearance already attracted the attention of many people on the street, and now that the scoundrel was flirting in public, she felt that almost everyone around her was looking at them with prejudice.

Even from time to time, a few vulgar comments could be heard from behind.

"Holy crap, this guy looks really rich."

"How did you tell? His clothes and appearance were very ordinary to me."

"Didn't you see the woman next to him? She's so beautiful, and her figure is fucking curvy. How could a woman like that date a guy who has no money?"

"Now that you mention it, you're right. Sigh, I really envy the lives of these rich people."

"May you be reborn into a better family in your next life, bro. This guy is so young, he must be a top-tier rich kid."

……

After leaving Shanglinfang, Chen Yan took Jiang Zhixin to an ancient bridge in Cixian County—the Seven Star Bridge.

The Seven Star Bridge spans a clear stream, its stones polished smooth by time. Willows sway gently along the riverbank, and although it is still winter, their branches are already showing faint signs of turning green.

The two walked slowly along the riverbank. Jiang Zhixin walked in front, and Chen Yan followed behind, step by step, stepping on the stone steps she had stepped on.

When they reached a pavilion, Jiang Zhixin suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Chen Yan, take a few photos for me."

Chen Yan sighed inwardly: Sure enough, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she can't resist the temptation of taking pictures.

"Okay, give me your phone."

"Why don't you just take the picture and send it to me?"

"My phone camera has poor resolution," Chen Yan said, making it up.

Actually, that wasn't the reason. The main reason was that in his previous life, he once took a picture of his current girlfriend with his own phone. After he finished taking the picture, the girl couldn't wait to pick up Chen Yan's phone and look at the photos.

After selecting the photos, she wanted to send them to Chen Yan via WeChat. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened WeChat, she saw a message from a girl: "Honey, are you coming to my house tonight?"

She was stunned on the spot. From then on, whenever Chen Yan took photos of girls, he would habitually let them use their own phones.

"Ok."

Jiang Zhixin didn't think much of it and took out her phone from her coat pocket, handing it to Chen Yan.

To be fair, Chen Yan's photography skills are indeed quite good.

These days, good photography skills are like a man's black stockings—they greatly enhance relationships between men and women.

Otherwise, news like "a female college student slept with a photographer in order to film for free" wouldn't have surfaced.

"Turn your body slightly to the side, yes, lower your head a little more, and look at the river."

He directed the shots while adjusting the camera angles, squatting down, standing up, and constantly changing poses in an effort to find the perfect composition.

After taking the photos, Chen Yan handed his phone to Jiang Zhixin with a confident smile: "Take a look, is it to your liking?"

Upon seeing the photos, Jiang Zhixin's already bright eyes instantly shone like twinkling stars in the night sky. The more she flipped through the photos, the more surprised and delighted she became.

"Wow, there's no need to fix it, you can post it directly on WeChat Moments."

"Cough cough."

Chen Yan coughed lightly, "So you didn't even say anything?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhixin looked up and glanced around. After confirming that no one was nearby, she tiptoed and kissed him on the lips.

Chen Yan wanted to deepen the kiss, but Yang Jinquan called.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Jinquan reminded him, "Don't forget the class reunion today."

"Damn, isn't it only 3 o'clock?"

Chen Yan was furious when his spellcasting was interrupted and started yelling into the phone, "Why did you call me so early? Isn't the party supposed to be dinner? Have you changed it to afternoon tea?"

"I was worried you'd forgotten..."

Yang Jinquan also had his own reasons: "If you've forgotten, then I don't want to go either. Going alone is no fun."

"Hey~"

Chen Yan sighed. These class reunions depend on the "small groups." Usually, after receiving the class monitor's invitation to the reunion in a QQ group or WeChat, close friends would contact each other first and then make arrangements to go together.

Of course, there are also those who are too lazy to bother with them.

For example, one of them said, "The party is just a bunch of idiots showing off, I'm not going."

Another person agreed, saying, "If you're not going, then I won't go either."

……

Come to my house at 5 o'clock.

Chen Yan said, "I'll drive you there."

Yang Jinquan hesitated for a moment: "I've already left home."

"..."

Chen Yan remained silent on the phone for a while before finally saying, "Awesome, then come to my house. I'm going back now."

“…Actually, I’m already downstairs at your place,” Yang Jinquan said.

"Impressed."

Chen Yan finally couldn't hold back anymore: "This is just a simple high school reunion dinner. Why are you there so early to act as a doorman?"

……

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan told Jiang Zhixin about the class reunion.

Jiang Zhixin was carefully selecting photos when she heard Chen Yan say that they had to go home. She didn't object, since they had already shopped and eaten, and most importantly, the photos were extremely beautiful!
This trip was very fruitful!
At 3:30 p.m., Chen Yan drove home.

Yang Jinquan was sitting on a small stool at the entrance of the courtyard, basking in the sun, drinking milk tea, cracking sunflower seeds, and playing on his phone.

He had never met Jiang Zhixin before, so the moment she stepped out of the car, his dark face flushed red.

Chen Yan introduced them, saying, "This is my girlfriend, Jiang Zhixin, and he is my childhood friend, Yang Jinquan."

"Hello!"

Jiang Zhixin greeted her with a smile: "Wow, I think you look like Jimmy Lin."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jinquan's face turned even redder.

He stammered, "Hello."

"Geese, geese, geese~"

Jiang Zhixin covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "You two chat, I'm going upstairs to chat with your mom for a while."

After Jiang Zhixin left, Yang Jinquan immediately returned to normal: "Damn, Yanzi, when did you get a girlfriend? She's so beautiful!"

Chen Yan brought a chair out of the house: "We just started dating not long ago."

Yang Jinquan looked on with envy: "You brought her home so soon after you started dating?"

"Well, it's a long story."

The two sat in the courtyard cracking sunflower seeds and chatting idly. Before long, it was 5 p.m.

Chen Guodong returned from outside at that moment: "Oh, Xiaoquan is here too? I just ran into your dad in the card room."

Chen Yan and Yang Jinquan grew up in the same village, and their families lived not far apart. When they were young, they often stayed overnight at each other's houses, so their parents had a good relationship.

"Hello, Uncle. We're going to a high school reunion in a bit," Yang Jinquan greeted politely.

"A class reunion? Is Xiao Jiang going?"

This question was directed at Chen Yan.

“She’s not going. I already said it’s a high school reunion. If I take her, it would seem like I’m showing off.”

"Oh, you should go quickly, it's getting late."

Chen Yan ran upstairs, greeted He Juan and Jiang Zhixin, and then set off in his Volkswagen with Yang Jinquan.

The gathering was held at Cixian Grand Hotel—a long-established local restaurant with a history spanning several decades.

As Chen Yan was parking his car in the parking lot, a silver Mercedes-Benz GLK happened to be parked opposite him.

Coincidentally, when Chen Yan and Yang Jinquan got out of the car, two people also got out of the Mercedes GLK.

It was Bai Jinxuan and Han Jingyao.

The four looked at each other, and Bai Jinxuan was the first to greet them: "Hi, what a coincidence."

"Squad leader, Han Jingyao, it's been a long time." Yang Jinquan waved and said.

After Chen Yan came to his senses, memories from more than ten years ago slowly surfaced.

The blurry outline in my memory gradually overlapped with the two people in front of me.

Oh, so this is what you all look like.

……

(Godfathers, please vote with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets~ Thank you so much, please give me some free recommendation tickets~)

　Both 117 and 118 have been locked in the "little black room" (a form of online harassment), speechless.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)