Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

The party was held in a five-star hotel, spacious and bright, luxurious and luxurious, and many alumni who were familiar but couldn't name came one after another.

"It seems that the students taught by Teacher Geng still remember her, not only our class came." Lin Weiwei looked around, gradually relaxed, and walked into the hotel alone.

She lowered her head, found a private room according to the information sent by Xu Xiangnan, looked it over carefully and said, "This is the place."

At this time, a man stretched out his hand and asked politely, "Hi, please show me the invitation letter."

"Invitation letter?" Lin Weiwei opened his eyes wide and asked, "Did I go wrong? Is it Mr. Geng's party room?"

"Here it is, but if you don't have an invitation letter, I can't let you in." The man nodded and explained with a smile, "Everyone who enters enters with an invitation letter."

Lin Weiwei was stopped outside and wanted to prove it in astonishment. Then he remembered that Xu Xiangnan had notified him about the party, and he asked helplessly: "I know Teacher Geng very well. She has helped me a lot. Can I go in first and find her?" Prove it for me personally."

"I really didn't receive the invitation letter."

The man showed embarrassment, shook his head and said, "No, miss, don't embarrass me."

"Hey, isn't this Lin Weiwei?" An arrogant voice came from behind, making Lin Weiwei turn his head to look irritably.

The women who followed Pei Huaixiang followed behind Zhang Yumeng as if they had made an agreement, as if they could die if they didn't get together.

Disdain appeared in their eyes, and they snickered, "If it weren't for your reputation, we would have thought you were here to find trouble."

"It's you again, why haven't you seen your master Pei Huaixiang?" Lin Weiwei glanced coldly, and couldn't get used to these people for a long time.

Several women stepped forward angrily, and sneered: "It's not because of you, you are the only one who can embarrass the receptionist here."

"Forget it, it's just that Lin Weiwei doesn't have an invitation letter. I'm afraid he really wants to come to this party." Zhang Yumeng was wearing a burgundy dress with lotus leaves, and her curly hair was draped over her shoulders like seaweed. Raise your hand and say.

It seems to be a rescue for others, but in reality Lin Weiwei came here on his own so that others can ridicule him.

After hearing this, several women snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "Among the people who came here today, I am afraid that she is the only one with such a face."

"I'm here by invitation. All the students in the class are here. Do you want to ignore me?" Lin Weiwei's eyes were cold. He was annoyed enough that he didn't receive the invitation letter, and these clowns came to find fault.

"Nonsense, Mengmeng talked about it in the group during the Mengmeng organization, you didn't receive the invitation letter, who is to blame?" The woman crossed her hands, and said casually without thinking.

"Shut up!" The smile on Zhang Yumeng's face disappeared, she opened her eyes angrily, and sternly stopped.

The women hurriedly shut up, retreated timidly, and looked at her face.

"It turned out that you organized it, which is interesting. Just kicked me out of the group before, and didn't notify me." Lin Weiwei sneered, and asked angrily, "I want to ask clearly, why I don't have an invitation letter ?”

After she was kicked out of the group, she was dissatisfied and ran to question her. She showed a clear screenshot, but was maliciously spread rumors, which Zhang Yumeng could only do.

"Why?" Lin Weiwei vented his accumulated dissatisfaction all of a sudden, pressing forward step by step, staring fiercely at his deadly enemy.

Zhang Yumeng's complexion changed, her thoughts were pushed out, and she was speechless for a while.

The receptionist looked left and right, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to enter?"

"A lot of people are waiting behind."

Zhang Yumeng looked back, met the suspicious eyes of the alumni, stroked her hair, and said with shame, "Let Lin Weiwei in, we all know each other."

"Everyone, please come in."

Lin Weiwei glanced indifferently, and walked in: "You do one thing in the front and the other in the back, so don't tire you out."

"Mengmeng, look at her being so arrogant that she actually said that about you." Several women leaned over, as if they were trying to fight an injustice.

"Is your mouth useful only?" Zhang Yumeng shook off them annoyed, disgusted that they were all talkative, and hurried into the private room.

On the contrary, the private room is like a hall, many people have already arrived, the waiter is carrying a tray, and the mellow and faint aroma of wine is wafting.

"Thank you." Lin Weiwei smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, and before taking a sip, the person beside him pushed it aside.

Fortunately, she held it steady, and the drink was not spilled, and she shouted angrily: "Who, what are you squeezing?"

"Sister Yumeng, long time no see."

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, let's take this opportunity to chat."

As soon as Zhang Yumeng entered, he was surrounded by a few familiar people, chatting enthusiastically, and having a good time.

"I've never seen them playing with Zhang Yumeng like this before!" Lin Weiwei frowned in confusion, and moved his body consciously, not wanting to get involved with them.

"Weiwei, we are here!"

Hearing the sound, she walked to the seat with a smile, and asked in surprise: "They are so fashionable, I almost didn't recognize them."

The former deskmate pointed at the small group of people, shrugged his shoulders and said, "What about wearing expensive clothes, you are very vain, and after seeing Zhang Yumeng dating Xu Xiangnan, you are very fawning."

"Besides, whoever doesn't want to talk to them will wait for you."

"Let's talk again when we have a chance." Zhang Yumeng enjoyed the feeling of being complimented, and glanced aside triumphantly. Her popularity was no worse than Lin Weiwei's.

Just wait and see, Lin Weiwei, I'll make you famous in this party.

"Let me tell you first!" Everyone hurriedly greeted each other, and the same table fought their way out, and asked in confusion, "Weiwei, what happened to you and Xu Xiangnan? How could it be that Zhang Yumeng fell in love with him, everyone They all thought it was you."

"Yes, your childhood sweethearts, it would be great if you were together."

Lin Weiwei was pinched by the shoulders, swayed back and forth, and smiled awkwardly. She really didn't want to talk about this kind of private matter.

He could only pick up the pastry next to him, put it in his mouth and said, "I don't know, the pastry prepared here is not bad."

She didn't want to participate because she was afraid that people would ask this question.

"Let's talk about it, everyone is angry for you, it's like a pig's cabbage."

"Pfft..." Lin Weiwei hurriedly covered it with his hands to prevent the cake crumbs from spraying out.

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, and a glass of clear water was handed over to her. She choked, took a few sips immediately, and coughed lightly: "Thank you."

She raised her head with a slight smile, froze all of a sudden, frowned and said, "Why are you?"

"You came."

Xu Xiangnan was dressed in a slim suit, with three-dimensional features and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He said in a gentle voice, "After I told you, I saw that you were so repulsive, and I was worried that you would not want to participate."

"Mr. Geng is retiring, so I have to come over anyway." Lin Weiwei replied simply, and after sitting down, he tilted his head and ignored him.

The people next to him looked at each other in blank dismay, their gazes seemed to be equipped with a tracker.

There were already many people gossiping about their affairs, but Xu Xiangnan dared to come over.