Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

With two "ding-a-ling" sounds, Lin Qian was awakened by a message from her best friend, and her dream was completely shattered.

Best friend: [Qianqian! I heard your class is having another high school reunion. A few people have been badmouthing you behind your back, saying you haven't attended reunions for years because you're ugly and fat now and have to sleep with old men every day!]

[I'm so angry! They have no idea how beautiful you are right now, you're absolutely stunning! I wish you could go and prove them wrong!]

Mentioning high school.

Lin Qian then recalled those painful and dark days.

She has never attended high school reunions in recent years.

However, some rumors have become increasingly outrageous this year, with some even saying that she "has contracted a sexually transmitted disease" or "is about to die."

A blatant curse!

Lin Qian didn't hesitate and directly clicked into the class monitor's private chat box:

[Hello class monitor, I've changed my mind and decided to attend this gathering.]

The past that once caused her pain and despair, it's time to face it head-on and fight back...

The gathering was held at a high-end Chinese restaurant, Night Bay.

The atmosphere inside the private room was lively and bustling.

"What a pity, Lu Beiting isn't participating again. I dressed up so exquisitely and beautifully..."

"Come on, look at their net worth now, they're busy negotiating multi-billion dollar projects every day, how could they have time to attend our gathering?"

"I was just saying. Even if Lu Beiting really comes, there's nothing I can do. The women chasing him are lined up all the way to France. He's a total beauty magnet!"

The class monitor was counting heads. "There are forty students in our class. Except for Lu Beiting, are all of you here?"

"No, it seems we're still missing one."

Who is it?

Zhu Zihao, standing to the side, crossed his legs and spoke with disdain:

"Lin Qian, you know, that old-fashioned tank from high school. I heard from Ye Miaomiao that she's been hanging out with old men all these years, she's filthy, tsk..."

Zhu Zihao sat behind Lin Qian in high school and looked down on her. He thought she was fat and even gave her nicknames like "cow tank" in private.

Someone gasped in surprise, "Huh? Really? She did get into Imperial University, the top university in the country. How could she have stooped to this level?"

Ye Miaomiao was touching up her makeup with expensive lipstick when she said dismissively:

"Of course it's true! I saw it with my own eyes. She even got into a Maybach a few days ago. Who knows which disgusting old man's car it was?"

"Anyway, she was a slut in high school. Don't be fooled by her seemingly honest appearance; she's incredibly slutty behind the scenes, always seducing older men. She even has that disease, which might be contagious~"

The voice just fell.

The door to the private room suddenly opened with a "bang"!

A group of people looked over at the same time.

At the entrance, a woman wore an ivory-white silk dress that shimmered like pearls and was adorned with several three-dimensional embroidered camellias, outlining her slender and perfect figure with straight and thin legs.

Her long, jet-black hair was loosely tied up, her skin was fair and flawless, and she had a cool and aloof temperament, exuding a gentle and elegant beauty.

Like the bright, pure white moon, her beauty is flawless, like a fairy.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhu Zihao's heart pounded as if Cupid had shot him with a precise arrow.

He spoke first: "Did you come to the wrong place? This is a reunion for the students of Class 1, No. 1 Middle School."

The woman looked at him with an extremely indifferent gaze, her tone calm: "You didn't go to the wrong place."

"You didn't go to the wrong place? Then...who are you?"

Zhu Zihao's mind instantly flashed through all the girls he knew. She looked so familiar; her eyes, nose, and mouth were all familiar, and her voice was familiar too... but he just couldn't remember who she was.

That's really weird!

"I'm Lin Qian, long time no see."

Lin Qian walked to the empty space around the round table and sat down, introducing herself with grace and poise.

Her voice was as gentle and melodious as ever, soothing and pleasant to the ear.

The lively private room seemed to be paused, suddenly falling into a deathly silence.

Zhu Zihao was dumbfounded, his mind failing him for a long time.

Half a minute later, as if he had seen a ghost, he raised his voice in shock:

"What? Who? You...you're Lin Qian?!"

Not only him, but everyone else was shocked.

"No way... Lin Qian has turned her life around? She wasn't this thin in high school."

"Holy crap, I thought some female celebrity had wandered into the wrong private room!!"

"She hasn't done anything wrong before. She's quite gentle and kind, and speaks softly. I don't understand why everyone dislikes her so much."

"Yes, once when I was injured, she was the one who carried me to the infirmary."

"She even lent me sanitary napkins several times..."

Lin Qian had thick bangs in high school, and was overweight due to medication. Back then, when they were doing morning exercises, boys would often stare at her chest and say behind her back that she looked like a cow, which made her often lack confidence and slouch.

After the college entrance examination, she stopped taking medication, lost weight completely, and gradually stopped feeling inferior about her overly large breasts, because it was just a human organ.

Without a doubt, Lin Qian is now upright, composed, and elegant, making her very attractive.

Ye Miaomiao was surprised that she actually dared to attend the class reunion. Seeing the amazed looks on her classmates' faces, she was extremely dissatisfied and said sarcastically:

"Lin Qian, how come you secretly got plastic surgery like this? It must have cost a lot of money, where did that money come from...?"

She was being suggestive, deliberately leading the conversation towards something dark.

Lin Qian stood in front of her, her tone rational and calm, "I didn't expect you to still enjoy spreading rumors about women. I recorded everything you said at the door just now, which constitutes defamation under the law."

So many years have passed.

Lin Qian was no longer someone she could manipulate or bully at will.

She used to be too afraid to argue back, but now she calmly stares directly into Ye Miaomiao's eyes, making Ye Miaomiao feel uneasy.

"Maybe you're dirty yourself, so everything you see is dirty. Ye Miaomiao, just because you like sleeping with older men, does that mean other girls like doing it too?"

Ye Miaomiao was stunned for a moment.

She flew into a rage, slammed her hand on the table, and stood up. "Do you have any evidence? If you don't, you're spreading rumors and slander! I'll sue you!"

"Oh, who said I have no evidence?"

As she spoke, Lin Qian slowly opened her phone and posted a video.

A five-minute-long high-definition video appeared directly in a QQ class group of 40 people.

In the video, Ye Miaomiao goes to a hot spring with the CEO of a small business.

The boss, sporting a beer belly, had his large, fat hand wrapped around Ye Miaomiao's buttocks, even pinching them a few times.

Ye Miaomiao wasn't annoyed; she just smiled and said to the boss, "You're so annoying~"

Until the video ends.

No one had reacted yet.

After reading it, Ye Miaomiao's face instantly turned pale, and she froze on the spot.

Whispers arose around her, and people cast strange glances at her.

"So this is what Ye Miaomiao is like? She's so passionate in private..."

"Wow, that's awesome! I'm so glad I went to this class reunion, haha, I didn't miss out on this juicy gossip!"

"Good heavens, I remember this boss has a wife and two children, right? Ye Miaomiao is knowingly being a mistress..."

Ye Miaomiao blushed and stubbornly argued, "It's just soaking in a hot spring together, what does that prove?"

She began to change the subject, her tone becoming increasingly aggressive:

"Lin Qian, don't think you're so clean. Do you think I don't know? Last week, you went to buy birth control pills at the pharmacy, and then you got into a Maybach with a license plate starting with 8, and had passionate sex with an old man in the car!!"

The onlookers were all shocked.

Who knew what would happen next?

The door to the private room opened again.

The man, dressed in a suit and tie, exuded a mature masculine charm. He was unruly, with deep-set, sculpted features and a tall, imposing figure; his suffocatingly sharp aura was palpable.

Everyone's breath caught in their throats for a second.

Lu Beiting stood at the door, his deep phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and he asked in a cold voice:

"Who is the old man?"