Chapter 742 - Don’t Spend Too Long Around Trash
Chapter 742 - Don’t Spend Too Long Around Trash
Chapter 742: Don’t Spend Too Long Around Trash
Docile and acquiescent, Qin Yirou was unable to get any explanation out from the bombardment.
Yang Weiting and the middle-aged man were infamous loudmouths when they were in high school. Back then, they were described as being able to make something up to be alive even if said subject was dead.
What happened today was actually simple.
Dong Ruan had taken the entire day off today. The leave did not come easy as she should already be working by now since she was a high-ranking official. Hence, Qin Yirou had also planned in advance to attend the high school reunion with Dong Ruan at noon, then try on wedding gowns in a few bridal shops at United Luenmei Shopping Center.
The best case scenario would be her being able to decide on the wedding dress on the spot as the wedding day was approaching.
When Qin Yirou bid goodbye to her high schoolmates with Dong Ruan during noon, she had just briefly mentioned that she could not go to the karaoke with them due to some matter in the afternoon. Junior high school or high school reunions during this era were similar in manner—most gather for a meal, going to karaoke in the afternoon, then going home by evening.
What Qin Yirou did not expect after leaving with Dong Ruan was to bump into their old schoolmates who were still carrying on with the reunion in United Luenmei Shopping Center.
It was not a big deal but when Yang Weiting and the fat middle-aged man opened their blustering mouths, Qin Yirou and Dong Ruan were made out to be unwilling to attend the school reunion and grabbing any excuse available to leave and shop around themselves.
Qin Yirou had not expected something so small to be blown out of proportion like this.
The fat middle-aged man with the round beer belly was Shen Zhong. His name made him sound like an honest and upright man, but that was not the actual case of his character.
The reason Shen Zhong helped Yang Weiting in criticizing Qin Yirou was because he had heard that Yang Weiting’s husband was a manager of a plastic processing plant, during their reunion. The latter had over million yuans in assets too! That tempted him in the blink of an an eye.
Shen Zhong lost his job not too long ago, so he wanted to take this opportunity to pander to Yang Weiting and asked her to slot him in for a job in her husband’s factory.
“Shen Zhong, are you crazy? From what you said, we’ve got to stick with all of you, is that the case? Alright, great! Since you started it, I’ll let you know now. Yirou and I don’t even want to attend the reunion! Don’t come asking for us when you organize some other school reunion next time!” Dong Ruan, who was furious at how ridiculous Yang Weiting and Shen Zhong were, raised her voice immediately with an annoyed tone.
Dong Ruan was not as soft as Qin Yirou was, especially when it was the other party who was being unreasonable, so she snapped back at once.
“Look! Hah, look! She admitted to it herself!” Yang Weiting shrugged in self-satisfaction.
To be honest, Yang Weiting had taken the limelight during the high school reunion that happened at noon today. She thought that out of so many people in the class, Dong Ruan and Qin Yirou were the most unsuccessful of the bunch. That must be why they were in a hurry to leave after lunch.
There had also been a small discord between Yang Weiting and Dong Ruan as well as Qin Yirou back in high school, that Yang Weiting had purposely led everyone here to run into the two women who were picking out wedding dresses in the United Luenmei Shopping Center now.
Yang Weiting’s intention was obvious, she wanted to embarrass Dong Ruan and Qin Yirou. The woman did not even know about Dong Ruan being a high-ranking official in Longmen City. Otherwise, she would not have dared to humiliate both women in front of everyone even if she was dying to.
“So what if my mom and Aunty Dong admitted to it? I’ve reminded them not to spend too much time with trash before they came. Is that wrong?” While Yang Weiting gloated, Yun Jian’s melodic voice rang.
The trash she mentioned was of course this group of high school classmates who looked down on others.