"Oh my god, Qin Keren, you've become even more beautiful over the years!"
Of course, it was a female classmate who said this.
Qin Keren had an incredible memory. Despite not seeing her for many years, she still recalled the classmate's name based on past impressions.
"Haha, Feng Yonglan, you're also getting prettier. Your skin is practically on par with that of a teenager."
"Haha, I'm almost turning into an old hag..."
A few girls were chattering away, occasionally bursting into laughter.
In the dazzling presence of Qin Keren, Su Chen inevitably became the focus of attention.
Standing next to the gorgeously dressed Qin Keren, Su Chen seemed diminutive, almost like dust.
Compared to the other male classmates in suits and ties, looking handsome and dashing, Su Chen's attire resembled that of a beggar.
Everyone in the private room scrutinized Su Chen with curious eyes, as if questioning how he managed to win over someone as goddess-like as Qin Keren.
