[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off":3,"chapter-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-32":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Bound to the Sign-In System, I Took Off",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2336086,4567,"Chapter 32: Class Reunion","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-32",32,"\u003Cp>“When Qin Yun arrives, don’t bring up sensitive topics, okay?” Shao Yan glanced at Zhang Kang. “Especially you—I know you never got along with Qin Yun in college, but everyone’s graduated now; that old business is over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang was thin but tall, nearly one meter ninety. His features were ordinary, his appearance slick and polished, his hair styled like an adult’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, he sneered: “Divorce isn’t a big deal—why not use it as material?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re still talking—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang immediately fell silent, making a zipping gesture across his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Weiwei, sitting beside Shao Yan, asked curiously: “Why did he divorce Song Ya? Her family’s well-off, she’s got Beijing hukou—any future child would have an easier time getting into college.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ziyi shrugged: “Who knows? I asked a few people in Beijing—they just said it was better this way; Qin Yun wasn’t happy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!” Zhang Kang laughed. “Wasn’t that exactly what he chased after?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, movement came at the door, and soon four figures entered one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan, Fei Kai, and He Dong were all from Hangzhou and often dined together—nothing noteworthy. But Qin Yun—everyone’s eyes lit up. He radiated energy, utterly unlike the depressed figure they’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin Yun.” “Big Handsome Qin.” “Qin Yun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Weiwei, Shao Yan, and Chen Ziyi all greeted him. Only Zhang Kang gave a half-smile and a nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon everyone sat down and began chatting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They mostly discussed recent Hangzhou workplace trends or AI developments. Qin Yun barely spoke, even when directly asked—he gave brief, casual replies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His main task today was to accompany Su Huan—to sit between her and He Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d accomplished this task perfectly: He Dong now looked at him with clear hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were all adults; this wasn’t enough to cause a rift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the conversation flowed, attention gradually turned to Qin Yun—he was the only one none of them had seen in a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ziyi first caught up with Qin Yun, sharing stories about his Hangzhou career and some amusing incidents with Shao Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The class monitor said you’re returning to Zhoushan. Are you planning to go back to Beijing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun shook his head: “Not for now. I’ll stay in my hometown for a while first—just rest up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good idea,” Chen Ziyi sighed. “Beijing’s tough. Hangzhou’s no easier—actually more aggressive. But now’s a good time to buy property. Shao Yan and I already scraped together a down payment near the Olympic Sports Center.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s great,” Qin Yun gave a thumbs-up. “So you’re settling in Hangzhou?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm,” Shao Yan nodded. “Hangzhou isn’t bad. Sure, people call it a food desert, but you can still find anything you want to eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they chatted and laughed, the waiters began serving dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In college, Qin Yun hadn’t been close to many classmates—just his dorm mates. Among those present, only Su Huan had been someone he interacted with regularly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others? Just casual acquaintances, nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang, especially, had once caused him unpleasantness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun observed carefully—and was surprised to notice Zhang Kang seemed interested in Xia Weiwei. Every time she reached for food, he subtly turned the serving tray toward her—seemingly casual, but obvious to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Su Huan. She happened to look back, giving a barely perceptible nod—confirming his thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they ate and talked, everyone had been drinking only soft drinks. But He Dong, for some reason, suddenly said: “Kang, want some alcohol?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang shook his head: “I drove here. Can’t drink.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the issue?” He Dong squinted, implying something. “Have a friend drive you home. We won’t get drunk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang looked at Xia Weiwei. She smiled: “Sure—if you’re not afraid I’ll crash the car.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang’s heart leapt: “Not just crash—give you the car too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the waiters brought two bottles of liquor—both white spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two glasses, He Dong stood up, stepped over Qin Yun and Su Huan, and sat down to Su Huan’s left. He raised his glass to Zhang Kang: “They don’t drink. Let’s two brothers drink. Cheers to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang understood: “I should be toasting you. Without you, I wouldn’t have closed that deal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He downed the liquor in one gulp, then—whether deliberately or not—said to Su Huan: “Class monitor, I remember He Dong’s company also partners with Alibaba, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan nodded: “Yes, just Alibaba Cloud projects. Thanks to Manager He for pushing them forward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang laughed: “He Dong’s incredibly reliable—he never slacks off at work. I heard you’ve got equity in your company too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Dong waved it off humbly: “Just a tiny shareholder. Not worth mentioning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tiny shareholder?” Fei Kai enviously said. “Even a tiny shareholder like you gets over a million in dividends a year, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Dong felt proud—these were his achievements. But saying it himself would seem boastful; hearing it from others made him seem even more impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually glanced at Su Huan—only to be disappointed. She had turned away, whispering to that Qin Yun guy, smiling, her pale cheeks flushed with a faint blush. It hurt to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Yan watched this with amusement. They all knew He Dong was chasing Su Huan—but she remained politely distant, giving him no opening at all. Her stance was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their eyes, He Dong was outstanding. Even if he relied on family connections, that was still part of his ability. Tall, handsome, refined—he was truly a gem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Clack!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Kang suddenly slammed his glass onto the table—loud enough to draw everyone’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, grabbed another glass, filled it with baijiu, and placed it on the rotating tray—spun it directly in front of Qin Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun looked at him, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang raised his glass: “Qin Yun, old classmate—I owe you an apology for what I did in college. It’s been years, but it’s still stuck in my throat. Today, in front of you, I say: I’m sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drank the entire glass in one gulp, then stared intently at Qin Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled, stood up, and picked up a juice box: “It’s all in the past. I wish you success in Hangzhou. I won’t drink the baijiu—I can’t drink, and I’m driving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for Qin Yun to finish, Zhang Kang’s face darkened. He sat down abruptly and began whispering to He Dong, leaving Qin Yun completely ignored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Yan and Chen Ziyi frowned, silently criticizing Zhang Kang’s behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun paused, startled—but then smiled, dismissing it. You don’t even have the right to make me drink this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The restaurant’s atmosphere grew awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon, Chen Ziyi steered the conversation elsewhere, and laughter returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet some people just lack awareness—whether drunk or emboldened by alcohol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang suddenly spoke again: “By the way, Qin Yun, why are you returning to Zhoushan alone? Where’s Song Ya? Isn’t she coming with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent. Shao Yan’s face darkened; she glared at Zhang Kang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Weiwei, for some reason, watched with keen interest—showing no discomfort at all. This gave Zhang Kang, who’d already regretted his words, a sudden surge of confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Kang, you’ve had too much,” Su Huan said, her expression uneasy. She glanced carefully at Qin Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled, utterly unfazed. Does he really think this would embarrass me? Ending this marriage was a stroke of luck for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I divorced Song Ya. I chose to leave with nothing—so I came back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang immediately put on an apologetic face: “Sorry! I didn’t know! It’s all my fault! I’ll punish myself with a drink!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, He Dong—who’d been discouraged moments ago—suddenly felt hopeful again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an outstanding woman as Su Huan would never consider a divorced man with no money. Wait—maybe he still had money? After all, he didn’t even buy himself that million-yuan Land Rover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just the fact that he was divorced—He Dong was certain Su Huan would never consider him. I still have a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun had no idea his casual remark had reignited He Dong’s hopes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ziyi quickly said: “Qin Yun, come on, eat some food—this restaurant’s garlic spare ribs are amazing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Su Huan stood up and walked over to Shao Yan and Chen Ziyi, handing each of them a small box from her bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shao Yan, Chen Ziyi—gifts for you. I hope you like them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Yan opened hers and gasped: “Wow… this pendant is so exquisite! Ugh… Class monitor, I love you so much! Kiss me, kiss me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan helplessly hugged her, then firmly pushed away Chen Ziyi, who tried to join in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Class Monitor! I love it—this carving is incredible. Was it expensive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan smiled: “Not expensive. I bought the jade, but Qin Yun carved it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stared, stunned, at Qin Yun, who was calmly eating his food. Their expressions turned skeptical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced at them: “Hard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gathered around to examine the pendant. No one could deny its craftsmanship—even laypeople could see the skill involved. The effortless grace was unmistakably that of a master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Weiwei said: “Qin Yun, could you carve one for me too? I’ll provide the jade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, if you gave me a few more days, sure. But I’m leaving tomorrow—sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Weiwei looked disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Zhang Kang sneered and whispered: “Weiwei, I’ll give you one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, but no. All the ones in stores now are machine-carved—no artistry at all. Hand-carved jade jewelry is too expensive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Kang’s face stiffened. He turned back to drink with He Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving the restaurant, Qin Yun waved goodbye to Shao Yan and the others, then drove off with Su Huan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching that car, the group was stunned—even Zhang Kang’s face turned black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn. A luxury car. The kind I can’t afford!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t realize Qin Yun was so rich. Thought he was broke after the divorce. Guess a dying camel’s still bigger than a horse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Weiwei’s eyes sparkled. A man who’s rich, talented, and good-looking—even if divorced—would still be desirable. Didn’t even our Class Monitor Su Huan sneak over to him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Su Huan was apologizing to Qin Yun: “I shouldn’t have dragged you along. I’m sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun laughed: “It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he truly didn’t care, Su Huan exhaled softly: “So when are you leaving tomorrow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Around eight or nine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After delivering Su Huan home, Qin Yun returned to the hotel and stared at the two remaining pieces of Xiuyan jade, suddenly gaining an idea.\u003C\u002Fp>",1754,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9c7b7d90a04f0e5f6cf4f79c37569334bae760eb3472fa0353d8bb413108234b","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-33","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-31",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]