This person is clearly a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, yet he is excessively lucid.

(This chapter may be a bit unrealistic. Originally, this chapter was supposed to contain various bragging and face-slapping scenes, but I deleted it in the end.)

It's been changed to the way it is now.

It's said that the strongest friendships are formed through shared experiences, like studying together or fighting side-by-side. I still hope the protagonist can have such a friendship.

As the meal came to an end and the noise in the private room gradually subsided, Yu Chenzhou, being the only one who hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, naturally took on the task of taking the other five people home.

As night deepened, Yu Chenzhou drove smoothly along the city streets, soothing music echoing inside the car.

In the back seat, Zhao Hongcheng half-closed his eyes, his head drooping slightly with the car's gentle swaying, muttering intermittently, heavily slurred with alcohol:

"Next time... next time we get together, let's do it at my restaurant. I'll cook for you myself and let you taste the flavors of our hometown... I guarantee you'll want to come back for more..."

His words were full of enthusiasm after drinking.

In response, Zhou Mingyu said that he was getting tired of eating the dishes at his house.

Listening to this drunken rambling, Yu Chenzhou unconsciously smiled slightly. He was genuinely satisfied with this class reunion.

After all, in today's complex society, too many class reunions are filled with ridiculous comparisons and calculations, but this reunion was clean and comfortable, without any unpleasant little incidents.

Yu Chenzhou knew all too well that the adult world was no longer pure, and too many relationships were mixed with naked self-interest.

Behind many seemingly lively gatherings lie clear motives, such as expanding one's network or showing off one's achievements.

But today, they seem to have returned to the purity of their student days.

When they get together, they tacitly avoid sensitive topics that are most likely to trigger comparisons, such as job promotions, salary levels, and housing/car ownership.

There was no undercurrent of competition or insincere flattery at the dinner table. Everyone shed their professional facade and returned to their most authentic selves.

The bubbling hot pot steamed, turning everyone's cheeks red. The crisp clinking of glasses rose and fell as everyone sat together, chatting about everyday anecdotes unrelated to personal gain.

It was that snack stall behind the school gate that always had a long queue, and the owner always gave extra generous portions;

It was an embarrassing incident where a group of students skipped class to watch a ball game, got caught by their homeroom teacher, and then tried to recruit the teacher into their scheme, only to be caught by the principal.

There was also someone who made a mistake and was required to read a self-criticism in front of the whole class, looking comical as he tried to suppress his laughter with a serious expression.

Those fragments that had been sealed away by time and buried deep in our memories were brought up again and again by everyone.

Bathed in the warm yellow light of the private room, the scene was so vivid, as if it had happened just yesterday, so clear that you could see the expressions on everyone's faces.

After so many years, we can still maintain such a pure and unadulterated friendship.

For them, it was like finding a rare breath of fresh air in the noisy, restless, and fast-paced urban life.

After a smooth drive, Yu Chenzhou finally dropped Zhou Mingyu off at his apartment building.

He watched as Zhou Mingyu staggered, being helped up by his wife Su Qing, who was already waiting downstairs.

He heard Su Qingwen's words of thanks, and Yu Chenzhou smiled and nodded in response. After saying hello, he started the car again and slowly merged into the traffic shrouded in the night.

Just as Yu Chenzhou drove away from the residential area, his phone, which was on the center console, suddenly vibrated.

While waiting at a red light, Yu Chenzhou picked up the phone and saw that it contained several group photos of a reunion that Fang Xiaoran had posted in the classmate group chat.

In the photo, the steam from the hot pot slightly blurred the lens, adding a touch of everyday life to the scene.

But the bright smiles on the faces of the six people were so clear they were almost blinding; every face was filled with ease and joy.

The green light came on, and the car continued forward. The evening breeze outside the car window brushed against his cheek through the half-open window, bringing a touch of nighttime coolness, but it did nothing to dispel the warmth surging in Yu Chenzhou's heart.

He suddenly realized that some friendships can truly transcend the chasm of time and withstand the erosion of worldly fame and fortune, peacefully preserving a rare purity in this noisy world.

Lost in thought, Yu Chenzhou arrived at his residential complex. After parking the car, he glanced at his phone as he walked into the building; it was almost 10 p.m.

Pushing open the door, the interior lights were soft and warm, but unlike before...

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Yilin would always rush to greet him.

This time, Xiao Yilin didn't get up to greet her. Instead, she curled up in a corner of the sofa, holding her phone in her arms, her fingers flying across the screen as she focused on sending messages.

The phone notifications kept ringing, and Xiao Yilin looked at the screen with a slight, silly smile creeping onto her lips, clearly enjoying the conversation.

A popular urban drama was playing on the TV in the living room; the visuals were lively, but the volume was turned down low.

Clearly, Xiao Yilin's attention was entirely focused on her phone; the television was merely a background prop.

Yu Chenzhou changed his shoes, tiptoed over, and asked with a hint of curiosity in his eyes:

"What are you talking about, so focused on it?"

Upon hearing Yu Chenzhou's voice, Xiao Yilin seemed startled and hurriedly pressed the lock screen button on her phone.

She clutched her phone tightly in her hand, as if afraid that Yu Chenzhou would see what was on the screen, then looked up at him and casually explained.

"It's nothing. Su Qing just messaged me saying you safely sent her husband home, and she asked me curiously when you got back together."

Seeing Xiao Yilin's secretive and evasive manner, as if afraid he would discover it, Yu Chenzhou's curiosity grew even stronger, and he couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

But Xiao Yilin seemed determined to keep him in suspense. No matter how he asked, she just smiled and shook her head, refusing to say another word.

"Okay, okay, stop asking now!"

Xiao Yilin pushed Yu Chenzhou's arm, her tone tinged with a hint of coquettishness.

I'll tell you slowly later.

You smell strongly of hot pot right now, go take a shower!

After saying that, before Yu Chenzhou could speak again, Xiao Yilin pushed his back and led him towards the bathroom, her intention to divert his attention was obvious.

Yu Chenzhou, who had been pushed into the bathroom, stopped and turned back, saying helplessly:

"Wait a minute, my pajamas, I haven't gotten my pajamas yet."

Xiao Yilin stood at the bathroom door and waved to him.

"Okay, you go in and wash first, I'll get it for you!"

To prevent Yu Chenzhou from asking further questions, Xiao Yilin turned around and quickly walked towards the bedroom after speaking, to get him clean pajamas, her steps even faster than usual.

Watching her hurried departure, Yu Chenzhou shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of doting smiles before he turned and walked into the bathroom.

A dozen minutes later, Yu Chenzhou finished showering and walked out of the bathroom wearing clean pajamas.

At this moment, Xiao Yilin was already sitting on the bed in the bedroom, looking at him with a serious expression. After he approached, she asked directly:

"Shenzhou, Attorney Qin sent a message this afternoon saying that Xiaoming's case is being processed through the summary procedure."

Xiao Yilin's tone became more serious as she spoke slowly.

"Attorney Qin said that because the facts of the case were undisputed, the evidence was sufficient, and the opposing party's attitude in admitting guilt was very good,"

Therefore, in the first instance, the possibility of finding the other party guilty of the crime of provoking trouble is very low. However, his actions of instigating trouble and infringing on portrait rights are undeniable and he certainly cannot escape punishment.

At this point, Xiao Yilin paused, then continued:

"So Attorney Qin specifically asked me whether we should continue to appeal after the first trial."

If they decide to continue the appeal, they must find a way to contact other victims from Xiaoming's previous live streams and collect more evidence.

Otherwise, this single act of instigating trouble would not be sufficient to classify it as the crime of "picking quarrels and provoking trouble."

After Xiao Yilin finished speaking, she stared intently at Yu Chenzhou, waiting for his opinion.

What do you think?

Yu Chenzhou walked over and gently pulled Xiao Yilin into his arms, letting her lean against his chest, with one hand around her slender waist.

With his other hand gently stroking her shoulder, he leaned against the headboard and asked her a question.

Xiao Yilin raised her head, her eyes resolute, and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Continue the appeal! An appeal is necessary!"

In the afternoon, I had someone collect some information.

I've found the live streaming industry to be chaotic these days. It's common to see people using vulgar language and behavior to attract attention and bully others. Many streamers treat vulgarity as a way to gain followers and traffic, with absolutely no bottom line.

They think that as long as they have traffic, they can ignore laws and morals.

Many victims either didn't want to cause trouble or were afraid of being cyberbullied, so they chose to silently compromise.

But I won't have it. This time, I'm determined to pursue this to the end and not let this kind of person get away with it!

As Xiao Yilin spoke, she couldn't help but recall her experience of being harassed by Brother Xiaoming during his live stream last night. Her anger surged again, and the tips of her clenched fists turned slightly white.

Yu Chenzhou felt her body tremble slightly, knowing she was truly angry, so he gently patted her back to comfort her, nodded, and agreed firmly:

"Then let's keep suing. Even if we don't necessarily win in the end, we should still give it a try."

This is not for any other reason than to send a warning to those internet celebrities who harbor illusions, to let them know that vulgarity and bullying come at a price.

"Um!"

After receiving Yu Chenzhou's support, Xiao Yilin happily nuzzled against him.

Once the business was over, the atmosphere in the bedroom instantly relaxed.

Yu Chenzhou's hand, which was wrapped around Xiao Yilin's waist, began to wander, gently caressing her side.

Xiao Yilin immediately noticed his little trick, reached out and grabbed his hand, her cheeks slightly flushed, and let out a soft moan:

"Don't move! You'd better go to sleep tonight!"

Ignoring her protests, Yu Chenzhou continued to gently explore her body, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and said:

"But I'm not sleepy at all, I can't fall asleep!"

"If you can't sleep, then tell me about your class reunion today."

I heard from Su Qing that you encountered something quite bizarre at the party today. What exactly happened?

Seeing that she couldn't stop Yu Chenzhou's restless hands, Xiao Yilin had no choice but to simply lie down to the side and rest on Yu Chenzhou's arm.

Use your body to pin down one of his hands, and use your other hand to firmly hold down the other hand that was still moving around, fixing it securely to your waist so that he can't move an inch.

Seeing that Xiao Yilin was so guarded, Yu Chenzhou couldn't help but chuckle, so he had no choice but to give up his idea and just hold her steadily.

As I slowly recounted the various interesting events from today's class reunion to her, a warm and sweet atmosphere gradually filled the bedroom.