Love You for the Rest of My Life

Then someone poured a drink, and Gu Mian saw a slender woman with heavy makeup laughing, "Our goddess Gu is truly a goddess; after all these years, she’s as stunning as ever. No wonder all the boys go crazy when they see her."

"No, no." Gu Mian quickly replied modestly, "I won’t drink. You all have fun. I have an important guest over there."

"Now that our goddess Gu is the President’s secretary, it’s no surprise she looks down on us, not even willing to share a drink," a woman in the crowd remarked somewhat sarcastically.

"Don’t say that; our goddess Gu is just too busy." A male classmate immediately defended Gu Mian, then handed a glass of wine to her, "Goddess, would you honor us with a drink?"

"I don’t drink." Gu Mian refused, her expression turning from initial amusement to indifference, sensing little goodwill from these people.

"Don’t be like that, it’s just one drink," the male classmate urged.

"I really don’t drink." Gu Mian remained firm in her refusal.

The male classmate seemed a bit embarrassed, but facing Gu Mian, he had nothing to say.

"If Gu Mian doesn’t drink, let’s not force her," a woman stood up and suggested, "Let’s just chat for a while."

That remark left Gu Mian unsure of what to say.

She could only sit in her chair, thinking of exchanging a few pleasantries before leaving.

Wan Chenyu asked the waiter to add a set of dishes and utensils, and Gu Mian said nothing.

"By the way, Gu Mian, do you remember him?" The slender woman with heavy makeup pointed to a short and chubby man.

Gu Mian followed her gesture, looking at the dark-skinned, chubby man with thinning hair, unable to recall who he was.

Gu Mian shook her head, offering a polite smile, "Sorry, it’s been so long, and I don’t recognize him."

"That’s Zhang Li!" someone chimed in.

Zhang Li?

Gu Mian frowned slightly, clearly still not remembering.

Zhang Li stood up, appearing a bit shy as he greeted Gu Mian, "Miss Gu Mian, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Gu Mian offered a small smile.

Someone laughed, "Gu Mian was Zhang Li’s longtime crush, the goddess he’s worshiped for years!"

"Isn’t that right!" someone echoed.

The slender woman laughed most exaggeratedly, looking at Gu Mian, "By the way, Gu Mian, you’re not married, are you? Why not consider Zhang Li? He’s been doing quite well these past few years; his company is about to go public!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Mian’s eyes showed surprise, what the heck?

This man named Zhang Li stood up but wasn’t taller than her; how could she consider him?

Before she could respond, several women started laughing and egging her on, "Yeah, yeah, Zhang Li is really nice. Nowadays, President Zhang is quite wealthy!"

It’s not that Gu Mian judges by appearance, but Zhang Li really doesn’t have anything in common with her, okay? First of all, there’s the height difference, not to mention his looks!

"Come on, Zhang Li, what are you doing standing there? Go toast your goddess and confess!"

"Yeah, why not have a drink together in celebration?"

Gu Mian: "..."

The jokes were becoming more excessive, and Gu Mian interrupted them, "Sorry, I’m already married."

With these people, she had no need to hide; they didn’t usually stay in touch anyhow, so it didn’t matter.

"You’re married?" The woman looked both surprised and shocked, "And you never invited us?"

"Just got married, haven’t planned the wedding yet," Gu Mian answered calmly.