- The Panda Cub Bows For Love

Chapter 11: Is This How You Confess to a Fairy? Having opened all the doors, Jiang Yi was somewhat dumbfounded. Not a trace of spiritual herbs to be found. Had he guessed wrong? Or perhaps... With a shiver, if that was the case, he might as well give up on the spiritual herb... Confused, he walked towards the outside, only to bump squarely into two girls. The scene became incredibly awkward for a moment. "Ah! A pervert!!" A rather sturdy-looking girl let out a sharp scream. As the scream echoed, a few more girls appeared from somewhere, staring at an even more bewildered Jiang Yi. "Ha ha... So it's the ladies' bathroom, I didn't know..." Jiang Yi offered a very forced smile. The sturdy girl picked up a mop stick immediately and swung it at him. The other girls did similarly, grabbing whatever they could and beating and kicking Jiang Yi out. If it wasn't for Jiang Yi's handsome looks, coupled with the main character's halo for protection, he might have been sent straight to the police station. Rubbing the sore parts of his body, Jiang Yi's face was the embodiment of bewilderment. He had clearly sensed the aura of the Bi Heart Flower, but why couldn't he find it anywhere? It's as if it was moving around. Could it be that the Bi Heart Flower could actually move on its own? Mu Qinghan sat elegantly in the law school’s activity room, reading a book while wearing a crisp uniform that accentuated her figure, causing envy. Her legs, crossed and wrapped in silk stockings, could provoke the desire of any man, making them willingly submit to being stepped on. This was truly the year of the leg play. While she was reading, her demeanor appeared soft, but this softness was soon disrupted. Her phone buzzed a few times, and upon seeing the message, Mu Qinghan’s face soured. Picking up the book again, she seemed to read, but her mind was elsewhere. "This heartless person, he's actually gone to confess, I'll remember this." Mu Qinghan silently made a mental note. On her desk sat a pot with a peculiar-looking plant. It was a bright red flower, but at the center, the stamen was green. If Jiang Yi were here, he would have been ecstatic. This was the very body-tempering spirit medicine, the Bi Heart Flower, he had been searching for. And before the art building, after a brief silence, a second wave of heated discussions erupted. Whether familiar with Cao Zijin or not, everyone sensed the anticipation of progress! Had she not agreed, she probably wouldn't have opened the window at all. And Su Hao, too, was somewhat puzzled looking at the familiar yet strange figure, unsure of what to say. It shouldn't have been like this, should it? According to character settings, she was supposed to completely ignore such situations. Why then did she open the window and look at him? "Senior Qiao, look, I told you Young Master Su has a chance!" The doe-eyed junior girl gloated. "That's wrong, he's definitely going to suffer. If Sister Cao encountered such disturbances on a normal day, she would surely ignore it." "Now such a big reaction, there's definitely going to be trouble. Su Hao must have offended her somehow." Qiao Sen was also stunned for a moment but quickly analyzed confidently, firmly concluding. There's no way around it, admitting defeat means to stand upside down and eat that "whatever it was". Cao Zijin waved to Su Hao. Was this... an invitation? "Am I dreaming? Seeing things?" Qiao Sen's confidently beaming face suddenly became stiff. Su Hao also paused, then silently turned to leave. Ah, the sun is too bright, looking up for so long, I can't see anything. Seems like a rejection, great, time to leave. "Come up." Cao Zijin's voice came from behind him. Her words were terse and indifferent, but they caused an uproar, filled with exclamations. If the previous action could still be explained as stretching, this statement thoroughly shattered their speculations! "Senior Qiao, we didn't hear wrong, did we?" The doe-eyed junior girl looked at Qiao Sen. "How is this possible? How is it possible?" Qiao Sen felt his face burning hotly. "Senior Qiao, when will you perform for us?" Yet, the doe-eyed junior girl had no intention of letting him go, teasingly speaking. Qiao Sen's face turned the color of liver, he opened his mouth, at a loss for words, and fled covering his face. But Cao Zijin, who made this statement, was somewhat surprised herself. Seeing Su Hao about to leave, she had subconsciously called out to him. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she sensed something wrong. Why would she take the initiative to invite him? Recalling the past, she had rejected him countless times, and he had made many efforts as well. This time, it must have been her kindness, her compassionate heart acting up. Yes... It must be this way. On Su Hao's side, confusion abounded. Why did she suddenly want to see him? Could it be because of the grand confession he arranged this afternoon, which displeased her? That’s not impossible. Since she had extended the invite, he had to go up and see. This was a good opportunity to play the vilain role well, to make her keep her distance from him. After deciding, Su Hao didn't hesitate and headed upstairs. It was still that piano room belonging solely to Cao Zijin, Su Hao entered pushing the door, seeing her quietly closing the window. Her white, ancient-style dress fluttered with the wind brought by the door, swaying slightly. Her eyes, tranquil as autumn waters, gazed at Su Hao. Unlike Mu Qinghan, who was always overwhelmingly alluring, Cao Zijin was divine and inviolable like a fairy. Looking into those eyes seemed to turn all sordid thoughts into a sort of sin. Inviolable and dignified. But that was in the eyes of others. Su Hao's eyes flickered with complexity, yet he was not overly moved. In a past life, he had already grown accustomed to her. Even those indescribable details were not unfamiliar to him. Cao Zijin was somewhat curious looking at Su Hao's expression. What exactly was this man thinking? Su Hao approached Cao Zijin, picked up the teapot from the table, and poured himself a cup as if to his own accord. "Zijin, borrowing a cup of tea, that shouldn't be a problem, right?" He looked at Cao Zijin and lifted the cup to drink. "What are you up to?" Cao Zijin looked at the teacup, not angered, but asked indifferently. "Up to? It's quite simple, I like you. As long as you're willing to be with me, I can give you houses and sports cars." Su Hao said boisterously, purposely displaying aspects that she would dislike. Hiding next door and eavesdropping, Tao Yaoyao (the journalism club president) was shocked too. Was this Su Young Master born twenty years too early? Weren’t these words a bit too outdated? Even a gold-digger wouldn't agree on the spot, much less a fairy like Cao Zijin who had little interest in money. This was clearly seeking one's own demise.