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The father and daughter were sipping some alcohol and chatting.
Shen Cheng's phone happened to ring at that moment.
She fished her phone out of her pocket, glanced at the caller ID, and her slender fingers slid across the screen to answer the call.
"Is this Shen Cheng?"
"Yeah."
"Do you remember me? I'm your high school classmate, Lin Xiaomiao!"
"Yeah."
"We're having a reunion with a bunch of old classmates right now, do you want to come join us? Everyone really misses you!"
"No thanks."
"Come on, Shen Cheng, just show up. We haven't seen each other in years, it would be nice to have a chat."
"You guys go ahead."
"Come on, what's up? Did you hit it big and now look down on us old classmates?"
"..."
"How about this, if you still consider us friends, come join us. If not, let's not see each other anymore..."
Lin Xiaomiao on the other end made the situation and address clear, and just hung up the phone.
Shen Zhongming glanced at his daughter and said, "Go ahead, girl, don't let them think you're acting all high and mighty. Don't I know your classmates?"
"If you don't go, who knows what they'll say about you!"
"And with this attitude you have now of trying to cut ties with the whole world, as your dad, I can't bear to watch it anymore."
"Go out, get some fresh air, you'll feel less angry when you come back."
"Plus, your dad's got a craving. Go to the gathering and bring back some good food for me!"
"Go on, go on..."
Shen Cheng gave him an annoyed look.
In the end, under her gambling dad's relentless persuasion, she compromised for the first time.
However, right before leaving, she said something that could make someone spit blood: "If I come back late and there's no chicken soup, I'm burning your gambling equipment!"
8:50 PM.
The city's most upscale restaurant.
"Lin Xiaomiao, your rich boyfriend treats you well, doesn't he?"
"He's alright! Anyway, he's always at my beck and call, and just throws me a card to spend freely on whatever brand name bags or clothes I like."
"Mine too, he buys me anything I like!"
"Anan, Xiao Miao, stop flaunting your wealth. We, who still have to squeeze onto public buses to work, can't compare with you guys..."
"Yeah, yeah, if you keep talking like this, we'll have to find a hole to hide in..."
"Oh, by the way, when Shen Cheng comes later, let's be nice to her."
"Anan, don't say that, we've always been nice to our old classmates."
"Come on, Lin Xiaomiao, don't pretend to be all serious now, everyone knows your little tricks. Every time at these gatherings, you always somehow make people feel embarrassed."
"Haha, Anan, you truly know me well."
"Of course."
"I just don't get why you girls always have so many schemes. It's just a gathering, is it necessary to target our old classmates?"
"Back in school, Shen Cheng might have been a bit plain, but wasn't her personality fine? Why do you all have a problem with her?"
"When she arrives, everyone, don't put her down."
"Tsk... she's not anyone special to you guys, why do you care so much about her..."
"..."
There were a dozen or so men and women sitting around a ten-meter-long dining table.
They were leisurely sipping red wine and chatting animatedly around the inconspicuous "Shen Cheng".
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