After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

The banquet continued, and the groom Zhou Chen and the bride Yue Wenwen were supposed to continue to the other table to toast, but after that table finished, it was highly unlikely that they would get to Chen Yun's table.

However, Zhang Hu suddenly stood up, walked towards Yue Wenwen, and whispered something to her.

Suddenly, the newlyweds turned around and walked towards the table where Chen Yun and Cheng Qingyue were.

"Dear classmates, it's been many years since we last met. I'm so grateful that you all took time out of your busy schedules to attend my wedding today!" Yue Wenwen said with a beaming smile.

"Oh, Wenwen, you're being too polite. It's all thanks to your wedding that we old classmates had the chance to meet again!"

"This must be your husband, Zhou Chen. He looks so handsome and dashing, you two are such a perfect match!"

"Wenwen, you look absolutely stunning in your wedding dress today! Aside from our school beauty Cheng, there's probably no girl here who looks better than you!"

A group of old classmates stood up one after another, each with a smile on their face, praising Yue Wenwen in various ways.

"No, no, you're all too kind with your words. I was just lucky to meet my husband."

Yue Wenwen said modestly, then her gaze slowly settled on Cheng Qingyue, her expression slightly unfriendly.

Cheng Qingyue was a prominent figure in high school. Yue Wenwen was not bad-looking, but she was always overshadowed by Cheng Qingyue.

Not only in appearance, but also in academic performance and interpersonal relationships, she surpasses Yue Wenwen by leaps and bounds. As for family background, she is far superior.

Moreover, there was a rather sensational event at the time—when Yue Wenwen was in her first year of high school, she fell in love with a senior in the same school. That senior was handsome, humble, and from a good family. Yue Wenwen had admired him for a long time.

However, just as she was about to confess her feelings, she suddenly heard that the senior had confessed to Cheng Qingyue and had been rejected without hesitation!

The person she longed for day and night was completely disregarded by others... This crushing contrast made Yue Wenwen harbor resentment towards Cheng Qingyue.

Even after graduation, Yue Wenwen always tried to win over Cheng Qingyue, so she secretly worked hard to find a partner.

As soon as the wedding date was set, she sent Cheng Qingyue an invitation through various channels and repeatedly urged Cheng Qingyue to bring her boyfriend. Since I can't compare to you, isn't it a victory if I find someone who can beat you?

"Campus Belle Cheng, it's been a long time!" Yue Wenwen said with a forced smile, her gaze sweeping over Chen Yun and then around him. "If I'm not mistaken, this must be our Campus Belle Cheng's boyfriend, right?"

"Hmm, I can't believe it. After all these years, Cheng, the campus belle, has such low standards? Is she just unlucky and can't find a suitable partner?"

"My husband is definitely successful in his career. The people in his circle are all worth at least a hundred million. How about I ask him to introduce you to some reliable potential partners... We were the school beauties back in the day, isn't it a bit too much to ask for a man like that?"

Yue Wenwen's words were barbed and pointed, and sounded quite harsh.

The other classmates, however, seemed to have found their pillar of support and chimed in, "Yeah, School Beauty Cheng, with your family background, what kind of man can't you find? Even if we're not good at judging, we can't settle for someone this bad."

"People say that if you have money, you can keep a gigolo. This Cheng, the school beauty, has some unique tastes. Even if it's about keeping someone, at least keep someone who's good-looking!"

"Cheng, the campus belle, the most important thing for a woman in this life is marriage. Marrying the wrong person is equivalent to ruining your life. You've been out of school for so many years, and you're already twenty-four or twenty-five. You're not getting any younger. If you don't find a suitable partner soon, it will become increasingly difficult in the future."

Hearing these noisy voices, Cheng Qingyue's face darkened: "Shut up! Who I choose as my man is none of your business! Your mouths are so foul, they're quite a match for your looks!"

"You..." Everyone's faces froze.

Yue Wenwen chuckled lightly: "Cheng, the school beauty, so many years have passed, but your temper hasn't changed at all... As the saying goes, honest advice is hard to hear but beneficial. Everyone here is considering things from your perspective. If it were someone else who had nothing to do with it, why would we bother with such trivial matters?"

"People should be more humble. This is a principle my husband often teaches me. As a rich second-generation, you are inevitably a bit too arrogant."

"Wenwen is right, Cheng, the school beauty. We're all doing this for your own good. How can you say such a thing?"

"Yeah, we're all old classmates, and it's not easy to get together like this, why make it so awkward? With our friendship, would we really hurt you? You should listen to Wenwen and let her introduce you to someone – Zhou Chen is a big boss, and anyone he randomly picks is definitely more reliable than the boyfriend you've found!"

As soon as Yue Wenwen spoke, the others echoed her.

Standing on the moral high ground, under the guise of doing what's best for Cheng Qingyue, their words were full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Cheng Qingyue felt a nameless anger rising in her heart, about to erupt.

Yue Wenwen sneered and stopped there: "Forget it, everyone has their own fate. Since the school beauty Cheng doesn't agree, how dare we outsiders continue to interfere?"

"Come on, it's been so many years! Let me toast everyone!" Yue Wenwen picked up her glass and filled it with baijiu (Chinese liquor).

She glanced at Zhou Chen standing to the side, her face beaming with a smile, "Honey, these are all my old classmates. They helped me a lot back in high school. Why don't you join me in toasting them?"

“Of course.” Zhou Chen, tall and handsome with an outstanding demeanor, nodded immediately, looked at the group of people at the banquet, and said, “Since you are Wenwen’s classmates, then you are my friends. I didn’t have the opportunity to participate in Wenwen’s past life, and therefore I couldn’t protect her in the past.”

"I am very grateful to all of you classmates for being there for her and taking care of her in the past. Let's drink to each other!"

"If you ever need any help in the future, just let me know. I've worked hard for many years and I have some ability, so maybe I can help you."

Zhou Chen's words were quite eloquent.

"Oh my, Wenwen, you really married a good husband! He's capable, humble, and so good at talking... Unlike some people, who are useless and only know how to brag... The difference between people is bigger than the difference between a person and a dog!"

Zhang Hu picked up his wine glass and glanced at Chen Yun seemingly casually.