Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

What else could it mean.

Doesn’t Li Qingwen know?

Is she pretending to be stupid or does she really not understand? Zhou Yongan asked himself, having already laid his cards in front of her.

Unable to figure out what Tong Xiao was doing, Zhou Yongan patiently said, "You're playing truth or dare, and it's my turn, right?"

"Listen, haven't you heard of a song called The Moon Represents My Heart? What else do you want to know?"

"When did you like Mimi?"

"I had a good impression of him the first time we met." Zhou Yongan did not remain silent any longer. She really wanted her best friend to help her say something good to Li Qingwen.

Unexpectedly, the next second Tong Xiao started to curse: "You scumbag, you get bored with the old and love the new, you throw it aside when you get it, right? You are really good, Zhou Yongan, you dead scumbag, it's really unlucky for me to meet you Mimi!"

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Tong Xiao casually told Li Qingwen: "He said he fell in love with you at first sight."

Tong Xiao's words made Li Qingwen's chest ache again. She had also heard Zhou Yongan and Yi Yunmei say the same thing on the phone last time, but she didn't believe it at the time. However, there have been more and more signs recently that Zhou Yongan might not have lied.

Li Qingwen had no expression on his face and asked calmly, "And then?"

Tong Xiao was overwhelmed and said helplessly: "If he didn't commit the common mistakes of those men, I might not advise you to divorce, but he committed a capital crime."

In the evening, Li Qingwen surfed the Internet at home, looked up relevant information on how to raise a puppy, and bought some dog food, urine pads and other supplies.

When Mrs. Fan saw the breed of dog she raised, she exclaimed, "Madam, this puppy is really cute. You have a shallow sleep at night, so it's not easy to raise it."

It was just a small dog the size of a palm, how loud could it bark? Li Qingwen didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, I can adjust myself."

That night, I was woken up several times by the barking of the puppy. I sat on the bed depressed and worried about whether I had made a wrong decision.

The next morning, Li Qingwen gave it a name: "How about calling you Little Wukong?"

She stroked the puppy's head gently, her eyes revealing the motherly love that cannot be beaten for her own child.

Little Goku wagged his tail at her.

Li Qingwen pointed at some objects and taught the puppy to play with a ball, allowing it to solve the problem of defecation and urination in the designated area.

In the afternoon, she put on some light makeup, then took her bag and set off to attend a class reunion.

Those of their generation who work in Licheng or its surrounding areas will meet in Licheng every year.

Regardless of the depth of their relationship, after graduation, classmates will become connections from all walks of life. They are all mature people and no one will resist such activities.

When Lao Qian called Li Qingwen, she was ice skating indoors with everyone and did not answer the call.

After finishing skating and preparing to leave for the green space, Li Qingwen called Lao Qian back.

On the airport avenue, Lao Qian heard his cell phone ringing and answered it during the traffic lights: "Madam, the second young master just got off the plane. I've been there. I wanted to ask if you wanted to go with us."

Li Qingwen: "Come back today?"

Old Qian: "Yes, Madam, are you home now? If the Second Young Master asks..."

Li Qingwen: "I have a class reunion today."

Lao Qian: "Okay, Madam, you go ahead and do your work."

After hanging up the phone, Li Qingwen looked up and saw his female classmate waving at him, so he quickly followed her.

As the group got on the bus, a classmate asked, "Xixiang didn't come to the afternoon activities. Will he not come to dinner later?"

Another classmate answered, "He's coming. He has an important meeting this afternoon and he said he'll come in the evening."

The teacher who knew about their gathering in Licheng happened to be on a business trip in Licheng and arrived at the hotel before them. He was very pleased to see that all his students were young and strong and were doing well in various industries.

Teacher Li looked at everyone and asked, "Where's Xixiang? If he doesn't come, who will pay?"

Everyone laughed. Among those present, only the Zhou family owned a bank, but no one knew about this at the time.

A classmate looked at Li Qingwen and joked, "There's a banker here. If Xixiang doesn't come later, we'll let Qingwen pay for it."

The teacher looked at Li Qingwen and knew that she was close to Zhou Xixiang during college, so he started gossiping, "Qingwen, what's going on between you and Xixiang? When we were in school, I saw you two hanging out together all day long. Now you're in the same company. How long are you two going to waste time together?"

After the teacher finished speaking, a classmate said, "That's right, you two must have gotten your marriage certificate a long time ago, but you didn't make it public because of your work?"

Li Qingwen clarified: "We are just ordinary classmates. Don't talk nonsense. If Zhou Xixiang hears it, be careful that you won't be able to get a loan from Huayu in the future."

"How can you be so intimidating?"

"That's right, call Xixiang quickly and ask where the person is."

As they spoke, they all looked at Li Qingwen. Due to the convention, Li Qingwen had no choice but to take out his cell phone. When he was about to make a call, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside.

Zhou Xixiang appeared at the door wearing a white shirt, looking elegant and full of hormones.

He was graceful, smiling, and as he walked in, he raised his hand and calmly apologized for being late: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

The noisy box suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were directed towards the door in unison.

Zhou Xixiang has a steady gaze, a calm attitude, and exudes a gentle and elegant temperament in his every move, which makes people feel comfortable and want to get close to him.

Most of those present are first-generation rich, a few are second-generation rich, but Zhou Xixiang is a genuine third-generation rich. The refined upbringing and noble aura have been engraved in his bones since childhood and are innate. These people cannot learn it and can only admire and cherish it.

During the meal, a classmate waved to Zhou Xixiang and motioned him to come over and sit down.

After he sat down, Teacher Li took the lead in speaking a few words, the gist of which was that friendship between classmates needs frequent contact to maintain, and he was very happy to see them get together every year. Such times will be very warm to recall after another ten or twenty years.

Teacher Li was only in his forties when he taught them. Now he is in his fifties and approaching sixty, and there are white hairs on his temples. Fortunately, he has always had a young mentality and always has endless things to talk about with them.

A classmate who passed the civil service exam and works in a government agency doing financial budgeting lamented that he wanted to escape from the complicated and labor-intensive work in a small job, and hoped that his superior would have a relative who happened to want a government job and could replace him.

However, an important position like the finance position cannot be replaced easily. If the newcomer cannot do the job, the leader will have a hard time explaining to the leader's leader.

Everyone advised this student to be more open-minded. As they were talking, the topic of fishing came up again. He said that he had originally started fishing to kill time, but now he was completely addicted to it. He wanted to fish every day and even browsed magazines of various fishing bloggers while at work.

They came in groups of three or two, each talking about their own things.