This wasnât a big city. Even though it was National Day Golden Week, the traffic wasnât bad enough to make people want to vomit blood. When they arrived at the seafood restaurant where Teacher Wangâs birthday banquet was being held, the waiter led them to the largest private room. It was already very lively inside.
This was a celebration for their teacher as well as an informal class reunion.
When people saw Song Tingshen coming over, they were very surprised.
âD*mn, I havenât seen you in so long. Old Song, why havenât you changed at all? Iâm almost bald, and you still have such dense hair. So unfair! Also, how do you maintain your figure? It canât just be from exercise, right?â
âSong Tingshen, itâs really you! Weâve only seen each other once at graduation, right? Itâs been so long! Really, youâre too much. You never come to class reunions. If Lu Yongan hadnât caught you at the mall this time, it would be unlikely weâll see you again in this life!â
Of course, when people saw that Song Tingshen had brought his wife and child with him, their reaction was even greater, especially after finding out that Ruan Xia was only 25 years old and their son was already four years old.
Song Tingshenâs former female classmates held Little Wang, refused to let go, and called out that they would steal this cute child. Little Wang didnât make a fool of himself. His mouth was very sweet. Who knows where they learned it from, but instead of calling them aunty, he called them pretty older sisters. These women were coaxed to the point that they wanted to give him red envelopes on the spot.
As for Song Tingshenâs former male classmates, they were incredulous that he had married such a beautiful and young wife.
One of the shocked male classmates said, âOld Song, you chased after a 20 year old girl!â
Ruan Xia was almost about to laugh from amusement.
She felt that Song Tingshenâs high school classmates were quite interesting. Although they were teasing him, she wasnât offended at all. This was the fine art of talking. Although they were surprised about their age difference, it was just harmless curiosity.
Song Tingshenâs expression was very normal and calm. âShe had already reached the legal age for marriage when I met her.â
â...â
âCounting on my fingers, you were already 31 when you met your wife! Tell the truth. Do you always feel like a weird cradle robber in front of her?â
Weird cradle robber?
In high school, Song Tingshen had been a chilly top student and the class monitor. Back then, he only cared about studying. Who could have imagined that he would marry a girl that was 11 years younger than him and have a child with her?
Song Tingshen hadnât appeared in front of his classmates for too long and was now the topic to chat about. Everyone was teasing him to their heartâs content. These were the friendly feelings that existed from their school days. Even if everyone had their own family and their status in society might not be equal anymore, when they get together, it was as if they had returned to the summer of their youth.
What people were most interested about wasnât how big Song Tingshenâs company was or its annual profit. After all, this had nothing to do with them. They didnât want the mood of this birthday celebration and classmate gathering to change either, so they wouldnât bring up the messy things in the adult world.
âClass monitor, I always thought you were the type to practice asceticism!â
Asceticism?
Song Tingshenâs face didnât change. âI didnât join monkhood.â