Yun Huaizhu Found Out

When everyone turned toward the sound of the woman's voice, they realized... the door to the private room had been opened at some point, though no one knew when.

At first, Lin Meng thought she was just hearing things because she was so angry. She raised her blurry eyes to the doorway where everyone was looking.

She was wearing contacts today and had just been crying, so her vision was a little blurry. But Lin Meng was certain—someone who didn't belong to this class was approaching.

The figure was vaguely familiar; even her voice sounded like one she'd heard before.

Lin Meng froze.

As she stood there dazed, her brain briefly short-circuiting, Pang Min stepped forward—as if her “revenge” had been interrupted—and sized up the sudden intruder. “Who are you? What's your relationship to her?”

Yun Huaizhu didn't so much as glance at her. She pulled out her phone and began scrolling through something.

When she got no answer, Pang Min looked at Lin Meng, then back at Yun Huaizhu. “Lin Meng, I don't know what benefit you offered this woman to make her lie for you. Miss, the woman in front of you is useless trash who can't do anything right. You'd better stay away from—”

Before she could finish, Yun Huaizhu shoved her phone screen in Pang Min's face. “This is the auction record for the necklace she's wearing from the spring auction at the Jing City charity gala twenty-five years ago—along with its authentication certificate. If you still have doubts, I can invite a professional to appraise it in person.”

Pang Min's expression turned ugly the moment she saw the certificate on the screen.

Just then, someone who loved drama and was never afraid to stir the pot stood on tiptoe, craning desperately to peek at Yun Huaizhu's phone.

When someone spotted the price on the auction record, they couldn't help but exclaim, “Heavens, this pearl necklace is actually worth three million!”

“I've worked in a jewelry store before—let me see!”

No sooner had she spoken than the woman hurried forward. She came to Lin Meng's side and, under the soft crystal light from the ceiling, carefully examined the pearl necklace around Lin Meng's neck. “Wow, incredible, just incredible! I couldn't be sure from so far away earlier, but these are top-grade Australian white pearls—each one has to be worth at least a hundred thousand. Ordinary people can't even buy them; you can only get them at auction.”

“Pfft...”

Some had already suspected Pang Min was using this as an excuse to vent a personal grudge, so once the truth came out, one of them took the chance to mock her. “Pang Min, your necklace isn't even worth the spare change compared to hers. Why don't you go look harder for where yours went?”

Pang Min was so humiliated and furious that she turned green and purple with rage.

Meanwhile, seeing someone standing so close to Lin Meng to inspect the necklace, Yun Huaizhu felt a twinge of irritation. She quickly stepped forward and lightly but firmly pushed those people aside, then grabbed Lin Meng's stiff arm and pulled her toward the exit.

Pang Min, unwilling to let it go, called after them, “Lin Meng, you just latched onto a rich woman! That aloof act of yours was all fake. Once she gets bored of you, she'll dump you!”

Hearing this, Yun Huaizhu stopped abruptly. She pulled Lin Meng by the arm and shielded her behind her, then looked at Pang Min with undisguised contempt and disdain. “By the way, today's class reunion was actually arranged at my request through your class monitor—I asked her to hold it so I could confess to Lin Meng. Your class monitor is named Wen Ting, right?”

Only then did Wen Ting understand what was going on. Two weeks ago, her general manager had suddenly approached her and said that a friend of his had fallen for one of her college classmates—but that classmate rarely went out and was quite aloof—so the general manager had handed her the task of planning the class reunion.

Wen Ting had never met the “friend” the general manager mentioned. She'd assumed that person would show up later to surprise Lin Meng. She hadn't expected something like this to happen.

After snapping back to her senses, Wen Ting immediately understood—the woman in front of her was her boss's friend! She hurried forward, a hint of apology in her voice. “Yes, that's right.”

Yun Huaizhu smiled without warmth. “Everyone who has spoken ill of my Mengmeng—if they have any shame left, they'd better not eat this meal today. After all, I only arranged this dinner as a last resort so I could invite my darling. Eating someone else's food while insulting them is really quite immoral.”

Wen Ting nodded hastily. “Yes, I don't think that's very nice either.”

Although she didn't know exactly who this woman pursuing Lin Meng was, anyone who could give Lin Meng a three-million pearl necklace and make her own company's general manager treat the matter with such deference was certainly no ordinary person!

As Yun Huaizhu pulled Lin Meng away, she turned back and gave Pang Min—nearly faint with rage—a smiling wave. “Oh, and I hope you won't be so thick-skinned. See yourself out.”

“You—”

Whatever Pang Min wanted to say to salvage her dignity was answered only by a loud bang as the door slammed shut.

Quite a few people left early out of sheer shame. Before they did, someone suddenly seemed to remember something and exclaimed, “No wonder—no wonder I thought that beautiful wealthy woman looked so familiar! She looks exactly like the celebrity Yun Huaizhu!”

“What? The Yun Huaizhu who announced her retirement from the industry at the peak of her popularity?”

“Damn! Yun Huaizhu is actually pursuing Lin Meng—did she retire just so she could date Lin Meng?”

“So enviable! First there's the rich second-generation Pang Min, who pursued Lin Meng and turned bitter and vengeful after being rejected; now a beautiful celebrity is chasing after her. Lin Meng is practically a succubus!”

...

Lin Meng's hands had gone stiff and cold from trembling all over; she still hadn't recovered from the upheaval just now.

Yun Huaizhu held her hand and kept walking without stopping, while Lin Meng kept her head down, not daring to look at her.

Yun Huaizhu had come to find her. Today's class reunion had been arranged by Yun Huaizhu through Wen Ting?

Why would Yun Huaizhu arrange a class reunion like this? Was it to invite her out?

Could Yun Huaizhu already know that she was the one who had taken her to the hotel that day?

Lin Meng's mind was a mess, her heart pounding with panic, but her intuition told her—Yun Huaizhu probably knew something.