Chapter 170: No Familiar People

"Jiang Hai?" Just as Jiang Hai was about to fall asleep, a clear voice rang in his ears. Surprised by the voice, Jiang Hai opened his eyes, only to be met with the face of a very beautiful girl. Her thick eyebrows gave her a strong and handsome look, and her eyes, large and watery, were impossible to ignore. They were truly captivating. A high nose bridge, a long chin, a pointed jaw, slightly thin lips, and two adorable bags under her eyes, paired with the dimples on her smooth, fair face, left Jiang Hai a little dazed. What was going on? Had he somehow traveled through time?

However, when he heard the chatter of the classmates around him, he realized he had been overthinking.

But now, at this class reunion, who was this woman? He had no impression of her at all.

"You don't remember me?" The girl pouted, pretending to be angry, and scolded him lightly. "Haha, I'm Yunchun, Feng Yunchen. We used to sit at the same desk."

"Uh..." Jiang Hai blinked, still processing her words. He realized the room had gone unusually quiet, and almost all the boys around him were now staring at him. Clearly, the presence of a beautiful woman had a powerful effect! Every move she made seemed to capture the attention of the men in the room.

Just like Jiang Hai had said earlier in the car: At a class reunion, showing off wasn't the only thing—dating was also a big part of it.

"Wait a minute, let me think," Jiang Hai said, feeling the stares. He smiled awkwardly, then closed his eyes to recall. After a moment, he snapped his fingers. "I remember now. Feng Yunchen, yes, we did sit together."

Feng Yunchen had been in their class before. Back in the first year of junior high, she was quite short and undeveloped, so Jiang Hai didn't pay much attention to her. By the second year, she had grown a little, but she'd also gotten braces, making her look like a girl with big glasses and metal braces. Who would have noticed her then? Moreover, at that time, Jiang Hai had been far more interested in games than in his classmates, so his memory of her wasn't strong. He vaguely remembered that she was a good student and came from an ordinary family. Her parents had moved to the city to sell vegetables just to support her education. She wore simple clothes in junior high, and while Jiang Hai and his friends hated wearing school uniforms, Feng Yunchen wore hers all year round.

They had sat together in the third year of junior high. It was thanks to Jiang Hai's father, who had persuaded their teacher to move his seat from the second-to-last row to the second row from the front, right next to her. But after more than a month, Jiang Hai had transferred out. During a monthly exam, Feng Yunchen had scored second in the class and third in the whole school, while Jiang Hai had ranked 37th in his class and 91st in the entire school year. There were over 120 students in total...

After that, Jiang Hai had moved out of the second row, claiming he didn't want to disrupt her studies. In reality, he just didn't want to be watched by the teacher. He preferred to sleep in the back row, which was his survival strategy.

"Hey, I remember you used to have a round face. What happened? Why does it look different now?" Jiang Hai asked curiously.

"Well, I had an injection, and later I got double eyelids done. But everything else is natural," Feng Yunchen explained, laughing as she blinked at him. "I've worn glasses for so many years, but my nose didn't collapse. I guess I'm lucky."

Jiang Hai chuckled awkwardly. Other women would usually hide the fact that they had plastic surgery, but Feng Yunchen had confessed it so casually.

"Hahaha, look at you! Are you scared? I'm not going to have a baby for you! What's there to be afraid of?" Feng Yunchen laughed, then continued, "By the way, I heard you set up a manor in the United States? Raising cattle and fish? How's it going?"

"Well, things are fine, but the cattle and fish are just being raised for now, and I haven't sold them yet, so I'm not sure how it's going." Jiang Hai smiled. He didn't want to brag about his success, especially not now, surrounded by people who might suddenly ask for money under the pretext of being old classmates. He didn't feel particularly close to them, and he didn't want to get closer, so he decided to keep things modest.

"As for me, I'm a model. I started as a booth girl, and in recent years, I've taken on some jobs as a car model and occasionally do photoshoots. By the way, do you know what SG is?" Feng Yunchen, noticing Jiang Hai didn't want to discuss his job, didn't mind and explained her own career.

"SG? Oh, Shooting Guard!" Jiang Hai thought for a moment and answered, assuming it was the basketball position.

Feng Yunchen rolled her eyes. "Bullshit! SG stands for 'showgirl'—a person who promotes and endorses products at events like animation, game, and movie booths."

"Haha... I wasn't too sure," Jiang Hai chuckled, embarrassed.

"Aren't you a typical otaku? How do you not know this?" Feng Yunchen shot him a look of disbelief.

"There are many types of otakus. You have two-dimensional otakus who only watch anime, three-dimensional otakus who watch TV shows and movies, military otakus, and game otakus... As for me, I'm a pseudo-otaku," Jiang Hai shrugged. Though he liked games, he wasn't the stereotypical recluse, so he considered himself a "pseudo-otaku."

"Hehe, only boring otakus like you would classify yourselves like that," Feng Yunchen laughed, just as another girl approached, asking Feng Yunchen to accompany her to the restroom.

Jiang Hai vaguely remembered the girl—her name was Sun something... He couldn't recall it exactly, but she had been the class monitor and one of the people who looked down on him the most. Now, she just nodded at him as a greeting.

"I'll be right back, just need to go to the toilet," Feng Yunchen said, heading out with her friend.

As soon as she left, Xiang Hua rushed over.

"Jiang Hai, you're not interested in Feng Yunchen, are you?" Xiang Hua asked, cracking melon seeds.

"Damn, do you think I'm Fu Yuan?" Jiang Hai responded weakly, casting a disdainful glance at Fu Yuan, who was still working hard at the snack table. Jiang Hai felt a momentary sympathy for him.

"Well, it's good that you're not. Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome," Xiang Hua continued, cracking his seeds.

"Troublesome? What do you mean?" Jiang Hai asked, surprised.

"This Feng Yunchen isn't someone easy to deal with. I heard she's a model now, and there's a big boss trying to woo her. That guy has a lot of power, and if you get too close to her, you might face some backlash," Xiang Hua explained, revealing some gossip he'd overheard.

"Who cares? Even if I were interested, that boss can't do anything to me. I'm in the United States, not Ice City," Jiang Hai said dismissively, rolling his eyes. "This is none of my business."

"Ah, yeah. Do whatever you want!" After thinking it over, Xiang Hua waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Hey, hey, don't leave so soon. Why haven't we started eating yet? I can go back to sleep after we eat," Jiang Hai pointed at the time, noting it was already past six in the evening. "What are we waiting for?"

"Well, there's still a rich guy who hasn't arrived—Tian Chou. This time, we're all contributing 100 yuan each, but the rest of the bill is on him. If he doesn't show up, how can we eat?" Xiang Hua grinned.

Jiang Hai curled his lip. "I thought no one was showing off yet, but now it seems it's just because he hasn't arrived."

"You guys are so idle, wasting time like this!" Jiang Hai sighed. "Forget it, I'll take a nap. If he doesn't get here by seven, let's just go eat. I'm in the mood for sweet and sour pork."

"Okay, I'll go tell Fu Yuan." Xiang Hua smiled and left.

Meanwhile, the same conversation was taking place in the bathroom, with the study committee member talking to Feng Yunchen.

"You're not interested in Jiang Hai, are you?" she asked, eyeing Feng Yunchen as she washed her hands in front of the mirror.

"Yes, I am," Feng Yunchen replied with a smile, looking at her reflection.

"Are you crazy? So many people are chasing you, and you choose him? Forget Boss Liu, why would you choose a cattle farmer? Tian Chou has been chasing you for years. If you look at wealth, property, knowledge, or appearance, I don't see how Jiang Hai is better than him." The study committee member couldn't understand why Feng Yunchen would choose Jiang Hai.

"Liu Zhengri and I are just messing around. He has nothing to offer me except money. As for Tian Chou, hehe, if you like him, you can have him," Feng Yunchen laughed, shrugging off the criticism.