Jinzhou City, the night was bustling, the lights were like brocade.

At the Cadillac Hotel, the elevators rose continuously.

Su Qian lifted her knees, pushing against the huge box in her hands, preventing the box from falling down.

The phone rang, but she didn't pick it up.

The elevator stopped on the 18th floor.

She stuck her head out from behind the box, looked at the sign at the elevator, and headed to the left.

"1802, 1804, 1806, here we are, 1808."

Putting down the box, Su Qian tidied up the specially chosen miniskirt on her body. She was nervous as she tried her best to look sexy and cute, but her palms were drenched in sweat.

The person in the room was the boy Yan Si Chen that she had secretly fallen in love with for a long time.

The first time I saw him was at my father's friend's birthday party.

He was Shouxing's nephew, dressed in a tailored suit, with clean, tousled hair, fair skin, and features that made him look like a prince from a young girl's comic book.

Even her temperament was as cold and noble as a prince. Standing amongst the crowd, her eyes were dazzling. With just a glance, she was unable to extricate herself.

Then she turned on her father and went to his school.

Having silently liked him for so many years, today was her eighteenth birthday. She had come to confess, and had also prepared to offer her first night.

Her normal life, she wanted to be completely crazy, to give herself an unforgettable coming—of—age ceremony.

Inside the chest, was everything she had collected over the years, including Yan Si Chen.

He would be touched, she thought.

"Ding dong."

When he rang the doorbell, his cell phone rang again. It was too much of a nuisance.

Who would want to disturb her at this time?

She took out her cell phone and turned it off without even looking at it.

The door opened, but the person inside was not Yan Si Chen, but a girl.

Zhang Yi, the prettiest girl in Class 3

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, had delicate makeup on her beautiful face. When she saw the look in her eyes, excitement and contempt coexisted within her.

Su Qian was slightly taken aback.

Zhang Yi turned around and greeted loudly into the room: "She really came. Everyone come and look, she's dressed like this."

At her call, a few heads flocked to the door. They were all

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class girls.

Yan Si Chen stood at the very back of the crowd with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with an indifferent gaze that had nothing to do with him.

Su Qian looked at the situation in front of him in astonishment.

Zhang Yi looked at her with ridicule and ridicule written all over her face, "Su Qian, are you really shameless? It's one thing to pester Si Chen to death these few years, but you're actually still dressed like this to meet up with him at the hotel."

Tch, so it turns out that she's a support girl, so she can casually invite boys to the hotel. Su Qian, how many men did you invite to the hotel for Yan Si Chen?

"Yeah, I heard that the Shen Xu Hui from the next class is chasing after you. You didn't invite him to a hotel, right?"

"..."

Each sentence and sentence was harsh and harsh.

But Su Qian did not care, she only cared about that person's judgement.

"Si Chen, why are they here?"

Yan Si Chen looked at her coldly, and said indifferently: "Su Qian, I told you this a long time ago, not to pester me anymore."

His voice—over seemed to say, 'I am the one who asked these people to humiliate you, because you are so cheap.

Su Qian froze in place.

At first, she didn't really hear Zhang Yi's and the others' sarcasm clearly, but her bitter and sarcastic face had also turned blurry from her tears.

Only Yan Si Chen's cold appearance became clearer and clearer.