Pei Wencong led a little boy over to Li Juan with a broad smile on his face. The moment Li Juan saw him, she hurriedly pulled her husband, Cao Jianqing, over to greet him.
That naturally caught Xia Qinghe's attention. She only took two looks at Pei Wencong before she was too shocked to speak.
Because of Li Ye's butterfly effect, Pei Wencong's fame had long since spread beyond Hong Kong. Just as many people would know Li Chaoren decades later, plenty of people in this day and age knew Pei Wencong as well.
Chen Kangjian, however, was not among them. Seeing Xia Qinghe's surprise, he asked softly, "What is it, Xia Qinghe? You know that man?"
Xia Qinghe said disdainfully, "You don't even know him? That's Pei Wencong! Pei Wencong, the billionaire tycoon from Hong Kong."
Chen Kangjian was also surprised. "Pei Wencong? He's that Patriotic Businessman? I've seen his name in the official newspapers. He's that young?"
"He was young to begin with!"
Xia Qinghe gave a bitter smile. "Old Chen, we were both wrong about her. Li Juan simply isn't the same kind of person as us."
Chen Kangjian smiled and shook his head, saying with easy grace, "Didn't you say that once when we graduated? Has five years passed and you still haven't come to terms with it? Whether Li Juan had an outstanding brother or knew a wealthy Hong Kong businessman, those were all her own opportunities. We were classmates with Li Juan. It's fine to envy her, but never be jealous."
She treats you as a classmate. I don't.
"Who's jealous? Who's jealous? Chen Kangjian, you're still as annoying as ever."
It was as though Xia Qinghe had been stabbed in a sore spot, and she immediately launched into a tirade at Chen Kangjian.