Chapter 122: Even If You Introduce Us, We Still Won’t Remember!

Chapter 122: Even If Introduced, We Won't Remember!

Thunder Gathering.

This entertainment club was located beneath the First Department Store in the Pearl Financial District—a location where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.

Tang Chong had never been here, but he often heard its grand name mentioned by classmates.

“When we have money, let's go to Thunder and pick up two girls—one to kneel down and massage our legs, the other to hold a bowl and feed us beef noodle soup—make sure the beef chunks are big and add lots of chili and sesame seeds,” they joked among themselves, showcasing Thunder’s status and weight in the eyes of ordinary people.

The four warriors from Room 307 stepped out of the taxi, gazing at Thunder’s dazzling signboard shining through the night mist and rain, the golden hall floor that seemed paved with gold bricks, and the two rows of female greeters standing at the entrance dressed in red cheongsams, revealing their long, alluring legs. All four were momentarily stunned.

Hua Ming chuckled and said, “What’s wrong? Scared? You’re such country bumpkins who’ve never seen the world.”

“Who’s scared?” Liang Tao sneered. “Back home, there are places much fancier than this. What’s the big deal?”

“Oh, I almost forgot, our big young master Liang is a regular at these kinds of places. Since that’s the case, why don’t you lead the way?”

“Lead the way, I will. Who’s afraid of what?” Liang Tao, unable to resist the provocation, straightened his back and strode forward.

Tang Chong was used to their bickering and smiled, following behind as they entered.

Although Liang Tao claimed he had seen places like this before, the moment he stepped into the lobby, the two rows of long-legged beauties simultaneously bowed, their white, ample chests exposed right before his eyes as they sang in unison, “Welcome!” His body stiffened instantly, and he couldn’t even tell which foot to step with.

Hua Ming was more composed and said to a uniformed beauty approaching them, “Take us to private room 301.”

“Certainly, gentlemen, this way please,” the woman replied as she handed out business cards for Tang Chong and the others.

Only the wealthy or noble could afford to spend here. Every new customer meant more commissions for them.

They were snobbish but also pragmatic.

Taking a private elevator to the third floor, the uniformed woman led them and pointed to a door. “This is room 301. Your friends have already arrived.”

“Thank you,” Hua Ming said cheerfully.

“You’re welcome. If you need anything, just call me.” The woman opened the door and invited them in.

Qiu Yihan, the birthday girl, was already there with her three dorm mates and a few other students Tang Chong didn’t know.

Qiu Yihan shone bright tonight. Beneath her warm orange knitted sweater was a white tassel knee-length dress. The fine knit of the sweater looked cozy and snug.

The plain inner dress paired with the vibrant outerwear gave a layered feel, complementing her innocent and pure temperament. Wearing such orange made her look fresh and clean, like a charming little lemon.

Her long hair draped over her shoulders, smooth as water. She wore no accessories, yet carried the air of a lofty little princess.

Seeing Tang Chong enter, Qiu Yihan hurried over with a radiant smile. “I was just about to call you. I thought you might forget what day it is today—”

“How could I forget?” Tang Chong smiled, handing her a beautifully wrapped gift box. “Happy birthday.”

“Thank you.” Qiu Yihan puckered her lips. “It’s so annoying—last year it rained ice on my birthday, and this year it’s raining ice again. Cold weather and a lousy mood—it really ruins my birthday spirit.”

“Who told you to be named Qiu Yihan?” Tang Chong laughed. “Your mother must have been caught in rain when she gave birth to you.”

“Hehe, you actually guessed right,” Qiu Yihan said. “You don’t know how long I had to fight with the evil forces to get this birthday party. They insisted on holding it at a hotel with some uncles, aunts, and elders I don’t even know—besides getting tons of gifts, all I had to do was follow behind my parents, calling out to them. So annoying. I told them this year I wanted to celebrate with my own friends, and not at a hotel either. Hotel food is awful and boring.”

Seeing the girl’s innocent words and pure smile, Tang Chong smiled too. “How did your grandmother agree?”

“Of course she didn’t. She even cried, saying I was rejecting her, not even wanting to spend my birthday with her—but how could I think that? I just wanted a different kind of birthday.”

“Later, I promised to spend my twentieth birthday with her next year. Plus, Brother William spoke up for me—that’s how grandmother finally agreed.”

Brother William?

Tang Chong smiled, guessing he must be a long-time family friend of the Qiu household; otherwise, how else could he carry so much weight with Qiu Yihan’s elders?

With Qiu Yihan’s background, Tang Chong probably wouldn’t even be allowed inside their home.

“You haven’t met Brother William, have you? He’s a very nice person. He’ll be coming later too,” Qiu Yihan continued chatting.

Tang Chong nodded with a smile. “Then I look forward to meeting him.”

“Hey, birthday girl! We’re people too, you know? We brought you gifts as well—how can you completely ignore us?” Hua Ming teased, holding a large doll. They had been standing beside Tang Chong all this time, but the birthday girl only spoke to Tang Chong, leaving them invisible.

When they were born, they were handsome too.

Qiu Yihan finally turned her gaze to them, smiling brightly. “I saw you a long time ago. You didn’t say anything, so I didn’t know what to say—”

“—” Hua Ming was speechless. You’re the birthday girl, so of course you should say something like ‘welcome’! How can you say you didn’t know what to say?

Liang Tao pointed at Tang Chong. “Then why do you talk so much with our number two?”

“Because we’re closer,” Qiu Yihan replied matter-of-factly. “I’m not close to you.”

“—” Liang Tao was at a loss for words.

“Happy birthday.” Li Yu handed over a small box.

“Thank you, Li Yu,” Qiu Yihan accepted happily.

“Here.” Hua Ming passed over the doll he was holding. “I wish you grow as plump as her.”

“Hmph, I’m not afraid of getting fat,” Qiu Yihan said as she took the gift.

Liang Tao also handed over his gift box—a bottle of DIOR perfume. He had bought several bottles at the duty-free shop when flying to Pearl City, originally intending them for the woman he admired. Now, he could only give them to his beloved sister-in-law.

Thousands of tragic figures from ages past, take a look at Liang Tao!

Luo Huan and Pei also came over, curious to see what Tang Chong and Liang Tao had brought.

Qiu Yihan refused to open the gifts, wanting to return to the dorm and savor the surprises one by one.

“Let’s sing first,” He Na said, looking at Liang Tao. “Liang Tao, you must sing well, right?”

“I’m no good at singing,” Liang Tao quickly waved his hand. “Hua Ming is amazing. His singing can even make us cry.”

“Really? That good?” He Na was skeptical.

“Of course,” Hua Ming boasted. “I won’t say anything else, but in our Room 307 dorm and in the psychology department, if I say I’m second best at singing, no one dares to say they’re first. Come on, I’ll sing ‘I Am a Wolf from the North.’”

A group immediately surrounded him, playfully beating him. It was someone else’s birthday today—why sing about a lone wolf?

“Change the song, change the song,” Hua Ming shouted, covering his head. “I’ll sing ‘Happy Birthday.’”

Everyone burst out laughing, then dragged Hua Ming to sing.

Before the music even started, the door was pushed open again. A group of impeccably dressed, exceptionally charismatic young people entered. Even their smiles carried an air of pride. The leader, a long-haired man, scanned the room and asked, “Is Miss Qiu Yihan here?”

“I’m here.” Qiu Yihan stood up from the crowd, glanced at the man, and smiled. “Brother Minghu, you came too?”

“William called to let me know. How could I not come?” The man, dressed neatly in a suit, walked in smiling, handing over an exquisitely wrapped gift. “It’s been years since I last saw you, Yihan. Back then, you were still William’s little shadow. A woman’s beauty changes with age, and you just keep getting more beautiful. Happy birthday, Yihan—may you grow even more lovely.”

A tall woman in a black cocktail dress, revealing a generous expanse of fair skin, handed over a small box. “Some LAMER skincare products. I thought every woman needed these, but it turns out Yihan’s skin is so good she doesn’t need them. No wonder William has put so much effort into organizing your party—heroes truly fall for beauties.”

“Sister Ziyin, don’t tease me,” Qiu Yihan said shyly.

Several other young men and women stepped forward to present gifts and offer blessings. Qiu Yihan thanked each of them. Clearly, they were all acquaintances.

These people clearly belonged to another social circle, one entirely different from Tang Chong, Hua Ming, Liang Tao, Li Yu, He Na, and Luo Huan.

At least, from the outside, it appeared that way.

Qiu Yihan pointed to Tang Chong and the others. “Brother Minghu, Sister Ziyin, these are my classmates. Let me introduce you—”

“No need.” Xie Minghu interrupted with a smile. “Yihan, no need. We won’t remember even if you introduce them.”

(P.S.: Thanks to the two wealthy and handsome gentlemen, Xiao Xu and Senpiers, for their rewards to Old Liu. Oh, they were for Fan Fan—then I shall kiss you all on her behalf.)