Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 110 Classmate’s Wedding

Chapter 110: Chapter 110 Classmate’s Wedding

At that moment, Zhao Jing, the manager, came over to toast, and then handed a membership card to Li Yifei with both hands. This made both Li Xinyue and Song Lianyao quite envious. They really wanted to own such a membership card, but with their capabilities, acquiring one was simply impossible.

"As for the promotions of our company, we’re counting on the two of you." The meal was nearly finished when Su Mengxin brought up official business.

Li Xinyue and Song Lianyao hurriedly agreed in unison. The remuneration Su Mengxin offered them was very generous, and more importantly, the chance to establish a friendship with such a high-level executive was what they truly valued.

After dinner, they all sang songs in the private room. Su Mengxin outright said she didn’t know how to sing and sat on the side to watch, while Li Yifei enjoyed singing with the two beautiful hosts. They also flirted with Li Yifei from time to time.

Li Yifei, for his part, was not one to refuse such advances. Easy favors that came knocking on his door were not to be wasted—as long as he didn’t end up taking them to bed, it was fine.

It wasn’t until after eleven that the four of them left. Before leaving, Li Xinyue and Song Lianyao both made sure to get Li Yifei’s number and also saved their numbers in his phone.

However, they were both somewhat surprised at Li Yifei’s several-hundred-yuan phone, not thinking any less of his identity because Su Mengxin had already mentioned that Li Yifei had been living a low-profile life in Mile City for a few years. Moreover, when it came time to settle the bill, Li Yifei had paid with a card, and the meal had cost over ten thousand. No ordinary person could afford such an expense.

Sitting in the car on the way back, Su Mengxin said with a teasing smile, "I see those two beautiful hosts seem quite taken with you. Just a wave from you, and they’d be willing to go out and book a room with you."

Li Yifei lit a cigarette, rolled down the car window—April’s weather was warm enough not to be cold with the window open. After taking a puff, he replied with a faint smile, "Women like them, they don’t interest me much. I can’t offer them anything."

Turning to face Li Yifei, Su Mengxin, who usually didn’t like men smoking, found something very manly about the way he smoked. He was smoking the Special Tribute cigarettes she had provided, which made her feel quite satisfied. She said with a smile, "All they want is fame and fortune. If you wanted to, I don’t think it would be a problem."

"No need for that. I wouldn’t waste so much effort just to sleep with some woman unless, one day, I truly fall in love with someone."

Su Mengxin’s eyes sparkled as she said, "I didn’t expect you to be so traditional when it comes to relationships."

Li Yifei chuckled, "Relationships are for a lifetime, not something to play with casually. Besides, I can’t afford to play either."

Su Mengxin remained silent, a faint smile on her face, glancing at him now and then. Although Li Yifei didn’t turn his head, he could feel her gaze, and he found it somewhat chilly.

"Could it be that she’s fallen for me?" The thought had just arisen in Li Yifei’s mind when he dismissed it. Even if he was narcissistic, he wouldn’t believe that a woman like Su Mengxin could fall for him. It was more probable that she wanted to use him.

Upon returning to the residential complex, Su Mengxin went straight to her own home without saying much to Li Yifei.

The weekend arrived quickly, and Li Yifei was to attend his high school classmate Tao Yizhong’s wedding. The wedding was set for Saturday morning at nine o’clock, and Tao Yizhong had called Li Yifei on Thursday, asking him to come over on Friday evening. Most classmates would be gathering then, and Li Yifei readily agreed.

On Friday evening, Li Yifei took a taxi straight to a mid-range restaurant. Tonight was for everyone to meet at the restaurant first, have a meal together, and then arrangements would be made for their accommodation. It was an opportunity for everyone to catch up and have a good time.

Having not seen these old classmates for so many years, Li Yifei was quite eager to attend such a gathering. Moreover, there was someone who haunted his dreams who might also be there. Just the thought of her stirred indescribable feelings in his heart. He knew he hadn’t been able to forget her after all these years, yet he was somewhat afraid to face her.

Li Yifei also knew that his reluctance to accept the feelings of any woman was because of her.

When Li Yifei arrived at the restaurant, it was almost six o’clock, and nearly everyone was already there. However, no one seemed to recognize him until Su Peng introduced him to the group, and then they realized he was their classmate.

In high school, Li Yifei had not stood out, with average academic achievements, plus the experiences he had gone through over the years had made him appear a bit more mature than his actual age. His whole demeanor had changed dramatically, so it was understandable that no one recognized him. Su Peng was able to recognize him because he had been Li Yifei’s desk mate in high school and had a particularly deep impression of him.

"Li Yifei, why did you come so late?" Su Peng slapped Li Yifei on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit next to him.

They were in a small hall with four tables, most of which were full. Li Yifei glanced around and didn’t see the one who haunted his dreams, feeling both disappointed and relieved. He really didn’t know how to face her; she was the only woman who could make him feel this way.

Li Yifei chuckled and said, "I couldn’t help it; the boss had things to do, so I had to wait for her."

"Li Yifei, hanging out with the boss all the time, looks like you’re doing pretty well," a female classmate immediately teased him with a wink.

Li Yifei couldn’t quite remember that classmate’s name, but he managed a smile anyway and said, "I’m not doing that well. I’m just a driver for the boss, nothing more."

Everyone’s expression shifted slightly, some with disdain, others indifferent. That was the reality—even at a class reunion, a capable person would always be sought after, while those without abilities could do nothing but watch from the sidelines.

Li Yifei didn’t mind this sort of thing and settled down to watch everyone engage in spirited discussions with interest. Among the classmates, some were doing quite well. Su Peng, for instance, worked in the town government, and a civil servant’s job was quite enviable. And there were two who had started businesses with their fathers’ support, receiving everyone’s compliments.

However, the majority of the classmates were just average, either employed by some company or running a small business. They inquired about each other’s incomes and job natures without any hesitation.

As someone who earned three thousand a month, Li Yifei was considered average among his classmates, neither standing out nor undervalued, not the center of attention but not looked down upon either.

While chatting, Li Yifei’s phone began to ring, displaying the name Li Xinyue. He casually answered it.

"Young Master Li, it’s Li Xinyue." Li Xinyue’s voice sounded pleasant, befitting a famous host.

Li Yifei chuckled and said, "I can tell. What’s the matter, Miss Li?"

Li Xinyue giggled lightly and asked, "Do you have time tonight, Young Master Li?"

As soon as he heard Li Xinyue’s words, Li Yifei understood what she meant and laughed, "Sorry, I’m attending a friend’s wedding tonight, so I won’t be available."

"No worries. Let’s hang out another time then. Oh, do you need us to come and support the event?" In Li Xinyue’s eyes, a person like Li Yifei would definitely have upper-class friends, and attending would be a good opportunity for her.

"Thanks for your kind offer, Miss Li, but we’re just getting together for a meal."

"Then I won’t bother you anymore, Young Master Li. If you have time, don’t forget to look for me. Lianyao and I will definitely be at your call."

Listening to Li Xinyue’s seductive voice stirred something within Li Yifei. He couldn’t miss the implication in her words—Li Xinyue probably worried one person wouldn’t pique his interest, so she suggested both would come. If he really went for it, no doubt it would be quite thrilling.

But if they were just ordinary people, Li Yifei might have considered it, but since both sought something from him and he was not a real Young Master, he decided not to entertain any notions.

Besides, in this setting, Li Yifei wasn’t in the mood. Looking at his classmates, his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of one person. Other women, no matter how beautiful, couldn’t spark his interest, not even Mengxin, Huaxia’s top beauty.

After turning down Li Xinyue’s invitation, Li Yifei put away his phone. Su Peng leaned over and asked, "Your girlfriend?"

Li Yifei responded cheerfully, "No, just a friend of mine."

"What kind of friend is that? That voice sounded really nice; she must be pretty too, right? Li Yifei, you’ve got to make your move." The girl on Li Yifei’s other side, Qian Feifei, was lively and although not exceptionally beautiful, she had become quite the attraction in class after learning how to dress up. She joked with Li Yifei, giggling.

Li Yifei laughed and replied, "Cut it out. She’s a TV host; I can’t possibly reach her level."

"A TV host? Who is it?" Qian Feifei immediately asked curiously.

"Li Xinyue," Li Yifei said truthfully.

"Li Xinyue?" Qian Feifei’s eyes widened, and then she burst into exaggerated laughter, slapping Li Yifei’s shoulder forcefully as she said, "Li Yifei, you’re hilarious! Li Xinyue is the most famous host in Mile City, and you claim she called you? I even heard you declining her invitation. Do you think you are some kind of rich Young Master?"

The other classmates joined in with laughter. Someone chimed in, "Li Yifei, you’ve really become quite the comedian. Who do you think Li Xinyue is?"

"Exactly, Li Xinyue and Song Lianyao are the twin stars of Mile City’s TV station, with countless fans. Those who pursue them are all wealthy Young Masters, not someone like us. We shouldn’t even dream about it."

"Li Yifei, you’ve got to draft your tall tales better. If you were some big shot now, we might believe such boasts, but you’re just a low-level employee. How can we believe something like that?" An unharmonious voice rang out, drawing everyone’s gaze toward the speaker.

They were all classmates, and joking around was one thing, but such remarks were obviously offensive, especially with the underlying disdain for Li Yifei. Anyone would feel uncomfortable listening to that.