Imperial Feast.
The upstairs VIP rooms had to be booked half a month in advance.
Since the class reunion was a last-minute decision, there were no private rooms. Instead, several sofas were placed in a corner of the hotel lobby, with two tables that could accommodate thirty to forty people.
At twelve noon, people started to arrive one after another.
Wang Zhuo arrived on time. As soon as he entered, he noticed a beautiful girl sitting in the corner.
The girl hid quietly there, but even so, she instantly caught his eye.
Today's class reunion allowed people to bring their spouses... did someone bring this girl as their girlfriend?
He couldn't recall anyone in his class being this beautiful...
As he pondered, someone at the entrance shouted, "Wang Zhuo!"
He turned to see the class president approaching him with a smile, patting him on the shoulder.
They sat down next to each other and started talking enthusiastically.
