The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

After leaving the private room, the two walked towards the elevator, one after the other.

The night breeze blew in through the open window, carrying a hint of early autumn coolness.

The corridor was quiet, so quiet that you could hear the ticking of the wall clock and the sound of the two people's footsteps rising and falling.

The carved wooden door slowly closed behind us, shutting out the deathly silence in the private room.

The lingering effects of that farce seemed to still be present in the air, only to be gradually dissipated by the night breeze.

As Zeng Ziming walked beside Qin Zihao, her gaze fell upon his tall figure and noble demeanor, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration.

What happened in the private room just now was truly shocking.

The boy she treated as an ordinary person suddenly transformed into someone whom even the fourth richest man in Jiangnan Province had to respectfully address as "Young Master Qin".

Those old classmates who were just now arrogantly denouncing me are probably still stunned in the private room, not daring to even breathe loudly.

She still felt a sense of unreality, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

"Qin Zihao," she couldn't help but call out.

"Hmm?" Qin Zihao turned his head.

"I'm still a little out of sorts," Zeng Ziming said with a self-deprecating laugh.

"Back in the private room, Liu Qing and the others made such terrible things about you, and I actually believed them. Now that I think about it, I'm the one who's making a fool of myself."

"It's their narrow-mindedness that's to blame, not yours," Qin Zihao said calmly. "Besides, you're different from them."

He silently prayed to himself: You didn't look down on me, even though I told you my family owed a million dollars.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Ziming remained silent for a moment before finally asking the question that had been weighing on her mind: "Qin Zihao...the Qin family of Jiangnan, is that really your family?"

Qin Zihao glanced at her subtly and nodded slightly: "Yes."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Zeng Ziming's eyes flashed with a complex expression, and he sighed:

"You've changed so much over the years. I remember your family wasn't well-off back then, but I never imagined you'd make it big in the last few years."

"I've heard that the Qin family is a terrifyingly powerful family, especially in Beijing, where they're talked about everywhere they go."

Qin Zihao didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly, a hint of something flickering in his eyes.

After a brief encounter, the Zeng Ziming he knew was not much different from before.

However, it's hard to say whether it was an act or not.

After his experience with his ex-girlfriend Li Yan, his understanding of relationships between men and women was no longer as naive as before.

He treated Li Yan so well back then, but because she was broke, he kicked her aside when she was down on her luck.

After learning that his grandfather was a hidden tycoon, she began to curry favor with him.

That lesson made him realize better than anyone that you can't tell what's in someone's heart just by looking at their appearance.

With the Qin family's wealth and resources, who can guarantee that the people who gather around won't be the next Li Yan?

After Zeng Ziming finished speaking, he will most likely start by probing into the Qin family's financial situation.

The Qin family's resources were too terrifying, and he didn't want the other party to pry too much, thus revealing his snobbish side.

However, Zeng Ziming's next words took him by surprise.

"Back in the private room, I was worried that Gu Tao would cause you trouble," she said softly, her tone tinged with relief. "It seems I was just being presumptuous."

"But it's good this way. Seeing that you're doing so well now, I can rest assured."

Qin Zihao paused slightly in his steps.

Seeing that he's doing well now puts my mind at ease?

Is there anything else you'd like to say?

He remembered that Zeng Ziming had said that this gathering was specifically to see him...

Moreover, back in high school, she had asked herself if she liked her.

Why don't you ask anymore?

Qin Zihao was caught in memories and inner turmoil.

However, Zeng Ziming did not seem to be interested in the Qin family.

Seeing that Qin Zihao did not respond, she said nothing more and simply walked quietly with him.

Qin Zihao's heart sank.

He originally thought that Zeng Ziming had come over to him on purpose because he had something to say to him.

But now it seems like he was just being delusional.

Then he recalled the scene when Gu Tao begged for mercy, mentioning that the two families had a relationship, and the scene where Zeng Ziming took the initiative to plead for Gu Tao.

Perhaps, the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

That's true; the two families already had a relationship, so it's probably a case of them being well-matched.

Perhaps he's overthinking it.

She had only intervened to help him out of that awkward situation because they were old classmates; she had no other intentions...

Only the very light footsteps of two people remained in the corridor.

The night breeze blew again, scattering Qin Zihao's thoughts somewhat.

He looked at Zeng Ziming walking quietly beside him and suddenly became somewhat lost in thought.

She seems to still be the same gentle girl she was back then, yet everything seems to have changed.

He couldn't quite put his finger on what had changed, but he vaguely sensed that there was an invisible, thick wall between them.

That's enough. So many years have passed since high school and we haven't been in touch. How could Zeng Ziming possibly stay for that poor boy from back then?

The two walked forward in silence.

Only after entering the private elevator did Zeng Ziming seem to remember something and ask:

"Oh, right, I remember you didn't drive over tonight. How about I drive you home?"

Qin Zihao shook his head: "I have a car. You can go back first."

"You organized tonight's party. If you don't say it's over, I'm afraid they'll have to spend the night at the Emperor Hotel."

"That's true!" Zeng Ziming chuckled.

With what happened tonight, those old classmates are probably too scared to move right now.

The elevator was so quiet it felt a little stifling.

She wanted to ask a few more questions, but after opening her mouth, she swallowed her words back.

The elevator slowly came to a stop in the underground parking lot, and the moment the doors opened, a Lamborghini was already waiting at the door.

Lu Zheng had been waiting by the car for a long time.

He opened the car door, bowed slightly, and gestured for him to enter: "Young Master Qin!"

Qin Zihao was about to get into the car when he suddenly stopped.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned back to look at Zeng Ziming and said in a low voice, "Gu Tao is not someone you can entrust your life to."

The car door closed, the engine roared low, and the Lamborghini slowly drove away.

Inside the car, Qin Zihao leaned back in his leather seat, his gaze fixed on the gradually shrinking figure in the rearview mirror through the window, remaining silent.

He couldn't tell whether he had said those words to Zeng Ziming or to himself.

Lu Zheng glanced at his young master through the rearview mirror, wisely refraining from asking any further questions, and steadily steered the car into the nightscape of Jiangnan.

Zeng Ziming stood there, stunned.

What is he saying?

She and Gu Tao were clearly just ordinary people.

She wanted to explain, but when she came to her senses, all that was left for her was the neon taillights gradually disappearing into the distance.

The parking lot was quiet, with only the wind blowing through the vents, bringing a slight coolness.

Zeng Ziming stood there, staring blankly at the departing taillights, and remained motionless for a long time.

She suddenly remembered her high school days.

Back then, Qin Zihao was very shy and always liked to secretly glance at her during breaks.

She remembered his bright, sparkling eyes, the slightly red tips of her ears when she explained problems to him, and the distance he would chase after her from afar after school.

Back then, he would blush after taking just a couple of quick steps, and it took him a long time to muster the courage to even look her in the eye.

She also remembered jokingly asking the other person, "Do you like me?" on the day of the graduation photo shoot.

Qin Zihao was so flustered that he didn't know what to do. Perhaps due to his status or other reasons, he ran away with a red face, without even leaving a reply.

Several years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Now, when they meet again, the boy who used to blush has become someone she can only look up to but can never reach.

She slowly took out her phone, opened Qin Zihao's chat window, and hovered her fingertip over the screen, wanting to explain clearly.

But just as her finger was about to touch the screen, she pulled it back.

Now that you've explained, what's next?

The difference in their social status was like heaven and earth.

Given his current status, he certainly has no shortage of women around him, especially beautiful ones.

He is now the young master of the mysterious Qin family, while she is nothing more than a lowly figure to him.

Two lines that should never have intersected briefly overlapped because of an old classmates' reunion, but now they are about to go their separate ways again.

They have always been from two different worlds.

That was true then, and it is true now.

From now on, the two of them will probably never cross paths again.

If that's the case, then there's no need to say anything more.

Thinking this, Zeng Ziming put away his phone, returned to the elevator, and pressed the close button.

Despite making many reasons for myself, the moment of truly letting go was still incredibly difficult.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Zeng Ziming's hands suddenly clenched, her heart seemingly conflicted and bitter.

As the elevator doors closed completely, she released her grip entirely, murmuring:

"Qin Zihao, do you know what? I originally wanted to find an opportunity to ask you if you still liked me, but who knew you had become someone I could never reach."

"What a cruel twist of fate!"

The elevator slowly ascended, the numbers ticking up one by one.

Zeng Ziming leaned against the cold wall of the room, closed his eyes, and let the bitterness in his heart slowly rise up.

She remembered the boy who smiled so brightly at her in the afternoon sunlight when she was young, how many times she had secretly slipped exercise books into his desk, and the way he hesitated to speak when they parted after their last class.

For some people, missing out on something back then means missing it forever...

The twists and turns of fate in this world never cease.

That was true then, and it's true now...