Li Xingyu froze, looking at Chen Zhang, then at Chen Wu before him.
Yet somehow, he could not think in the right direction at all.
"Um... Brother Chen, I'm blind as a bat. Could you give me a hint?"
"A hint?" Chen Zhang chuckled and looked at Chen Wu. "Chen Wu, you still remember Li Xingyu, right?"
Chen Wu gave Li Xingyu an indifferent glance and acted as though she had not seen him.
"Ah... th-this..." Li Xingyu was instantly tongue-tied. Staring at Chen Wu, he could not get a single word out. "It's... it's actually Sister Chen Wu."
He never could have imagined that Chen Zhang's sister—rumored to be disfigured and, from what he remembered, rather plump—
was actually the gentle, beautiful young woman before him.
The private room immediately erupted into commotion. One after another, people widened their eyes and stepped forward.
"Sister Chen Wu, you still remember me, right? We used to play together all the time as kids. I'm Little Dong."
"Sister Chen Wu, look at me, look at me. When I was little..."
One by one, they stepped forward and eagerly introduced themselves.
Li Xingyu could not even get a word in from the side.
Chen Wu had been away from this circle for many years and had not seen these people in even longer. Seeing everyone swarm toward her, she instinctively stepped back and grabbed Zhang Yang's arm.
The private room fell silent for a moment.
"What?"
"Huh?"
Everyone looked astonished, glancing from Chen Wu to Zhang Yang. Their eyes were full of questions.
"Brother Zhang Yang," Chen Wu called softly.
The moment she said that, everyone's expressions changed even further. Li Xingyu in particular stared wide-eyed, his gaze filled with something that might have been regret—or some other emotion.
"Young Master Zhang is