Chapter 47: Birthday Party

At Pei Jinyang’s birthday party, quite a few people showed up, split into two halls—one for the adults to socialize and another for the younger generation to have fun.

Pei Zhaohua and Qiu Tang made their rounds, introducing the two younger ones to everyone, while Jiang Mingzhi kept a polite, well-behaved smile on her face.

As for the birthday boy, Pei Jinyang, he had a somewhat aloof demeanor. He would nod or give a polite smile if someone spoke to him, but he was distant.

Jiang Mingzhi greeted people with “Hello, Uncle” and “Hello, Aunt,” and after exchanging pleasantries with most of the guests, Qiu Tang finally allowed her to go.

Pei Zhaohua said, “Jinyang, take Zhi Zhi to the smaller hall.”

He turned to Jiang Mingzhi with a loving smile, “Zhi Zhi, go have something to eat. The food over there was personally selected by your mother.”

“Alright.”

Jiang Mingzhi didn’t particularly want to go; she could already guess who was in the smaller hall. But staying in the main hall felt like wasting time, and she didn’t want to make Qiu Tang worry for no reason.

With so many guests around, Pei Jinyang would keep up appearances with her, maintaining the peace.

With this thought, Jiang Mingzhi went to the smaller hall without any hesitation, accompanying Pei Jinyang.

The smaller hall had a more birthday-like atmosphere, with decorations like balloons, flowers, and a large “18” sign. The people invited were all close friends of Pei Jinyang’s—no more than ten.

As soon as they entered, Pei Jinyang’s friends immediately surrounded him. “Yang Ge, you’re finally here!”

“Happy birthday, Yang Ge! Finally eighteen!”

“Now you can do adult things.”

“Hey, there are still girls here!”

“I meant getting a driver’s license! Where did your thoughts go? Too impure!”

Jiang Mingzhi slowly distanced herself from the crowd, grabbing a plate of food. As she ate, she observed them. At first glance, it seemed like there were more than ten people.

Thanks to her memories from her past life, Jiang Mingzhi recognized some of them—people who had brought their friends along.

She amused herself with a game of matching her current reality to her memories, like a match-three puzzle.

Feifei—he would later become a messy, uncaring second-generation factory heir.

Huang Qi—he later became a social media influencer, changed so much that even she wouldn’t recognize him.

…

Even though she didn’t know them at this stage, she could already tell their futures, which made Jiang Mingzhi feel great, almost as if she had a supernatural ability to foresee the future.

Although she wasn’t sure if their futures would change, satisfying her curiosity about being a “seer” was enough for now.

Since her rebirth, everything in her life had been different from her previous one. Her butterfly effect had caused long-term and huge chain reactions.

Jiang Mingzhi had once been constantly on guard, worried about repeating the mistakes of her past life, but now she wasn’t worried at all.

While lost in her thoughts, she accidentally made eye contact with Sheng Qiaoxi.

Sheng Qiaoxi had dressed up elaborately today, wearing a strapless evening gown, with large earrings dangling from her ears.

Her outfit seemed quite familiar, but her face, still a little round, didn’t quite match the dress.

Sheng Qiaoxi was giving Jiang Mingzhi a subtle, complicated look.

Feeling in a good mood, Jiang Mingzhi smiled back at her.

Sheng Qiaoxi, who couldn’t distinguish between enemies in both lifetimes, was destined not to be with Pei Jinyang.

In her past life, Sheng Qiaoxi initially mistook another girl for her rival. Only when that girl secretly got together with Pei Jinyang did she realize who her real rival was.

In this life, there was no possibility between her and Pei Jinyang, but Sheng Qiaoxi still seemed to harbor deep hostility toward her.

Chen Zhanbei saw that Jiang Mingzhi was paying attention to them and quietly asked Pei Jinyang, “Should we invite her to play?”

Pei Jinyang casually leaned against the sofa, his voice lazy. “Do whatever.”

Chen Zhanbei raised his voice, calling her, “Jiang Mingzhi, want to play Truth or Dare?”

But she shook her head, refusing. “I’m not playing.”

She had no interest at all. She had played enough with them in her past life.

Playing it had only made her and Pei Jinyang’s relationship become an open secret.

“Fine,” Chen Zhanbei turned to invite others, “If anyone wants to play, come over now.”

Pei Jinyang stood up, uninterested. “What’s there to play? Boring.”

Chen Zhanbei was speechless. “…Who was it that said they wanted to play?”