Chapter Seventy-Five: An Unexpected Encounter with Xue Lan

  Su Yisuo sat back in her seat with a sulky expression, saw Li Shuiyan enthusiastically reading the newspaper, and couldn't help but ask: "Li Fenqing, what are you looking at?"

  Li Shuiyan didn't even lift her head, "Still looking at your flower."

  "Flowers?" As soon as she heard flowers, Su Yisuo's whole person immediately became spirited, and she leaned in close, "What kind of flowers?"

  Li Shuoyan slightly moved the newspaper over to her side, "You look yourself."

  "Leopard flower, Asclepiadaceae, Leopard flower genus, perennial fleshy herb. Many stems clustered, 10-20 cm high... Flowering in summer and autumn but not fixed... Five petals form a five-pointed star shape, yellow petals with brown-red horizontal stripes or spots on top... Due to its flower color being very similar to the fur of the golden leopard, it is named "Leopard flower"... Plants in this family are mostly toxic, if cultivated at home, as long as you don't get the plant's juice on your mouth or skin, there's no problem. The flowers have a strange smell."

  "Hmm... it stinks!" After reading the ten lines in a disjointed manner, Su Yisu curled up her lips in distaste and said, "How ugly!"

  Li Shuiyan looked at him with a white face, "You seem to have missed the most crucial point for you."

  Not interested in flowers, Su Yisuo also didn't bother to look again, lazily responding with a sentence, "You tell me."

  "Flower language has danger, always be on high alert."

  Su Yisu raised an eyebrow, "Indeed, it's quite dangerous."

  The bell rang on time, and Su Yisuo immediately sat up straight, fully alert. The Chinese class has begun!

  At this time, Jiang Fengchen had just gotten up. After falling asleep last night, he probably caught a chill again. When he got up, he found that his cold had worsened.

  "Achoo!" Chao Tian let out a loud sneeze, and he hastily reached for the table to grab a tissue, only to find that where he had originally placed the tissues was empty. It was then that he remembered they were all used up and there were no more in stock.

  He had no choice but to sniffle and head towards the bathroom.

  The phone started vibrating at this moment. It was set to vibrate before going to bed last night, and it hadn't been changed back yet. Jiang Fengchen, who had entered the bathroom, naturally couldn't hear the vibration of his phone.

  As he finished washing up and put on his jacket to go to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities, when he picked up his phone, looking at the missed calls displayed on the screen, Jiang Fengchen's face flashed a complex emotion, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't call back, threw down the phone and went out.

  Not far from the rental house is a commercial street, Jiang Fengchen hastily entered a supermarket and went straight to the area where he needed supplies. Compared to women, they have always been straightforward when buying things, concise and efficient.

  There was nothing in front of him that he needed to buy, so Jiang Fengchen pushed the shopping cart forward hastily. Perhaps it was because he was walking too fast and didn't notice a person suddenly appearing from around the corner of a shelf. By the time he reacted, a little girl wearing a school uniform had already been knocked to the ground.

  "Ah——" The girl fell to the ground, groaning in pain, rubbing her ankle with both hands, and glared at Jiang Fengchen, saying discontentedly: "How did you watch the road?"

  "Sorry, sorry," Jiang Fengchen was startled and quickly let go of the shopping cart, running to the girl's side and squatting down to look at her in a daze. "Can you still walk?"

  The girl rubbed her hands a few more times, patted them together with a "son" sound and stood up, saying in an ill temper: "You'd better hope I have something to do!"

  "No need, no need," Jiang Fengchen waved his hand repeatedly. "If it's because I hurt you, I would feel really bad about it."

  The girl's beautiful eyes lightly swept up, her clear and delicate face was somewhat pale, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, but her expression was exceptionally lively. She stared at Jiang Fengchen for a while before saying: "You bumped into me, you have to send me back to school."

  "......" Jiang Fengchen was speechless, what logic? Aren't you fine? Moreover... Thinking of this, he suddenly asked: "Shouldn't it be class time now? How did you sneak out? You don't follow school rules and yet you blame me?"

  The girl raised an eyebrow and said, "School anniversary, holiday - ah, you'd better not try to change the subject. Anyway, since you bumped into me, you have to apologize and compensate me."

  Upon hearing this, Jiang Fengchen couldn't help but think to himself: These young girls nowadays are really hard to deal with...

  Seeing Jiang Fengchen's silence, the girl called out again with a stern face: "Don't think you can welch on the deal!"

  "Alright..." Jiang Fengchen could only admit defeat, the people passing by were whispering to each other, those who didn't know what was going on thought he had done something to the girl, it's better to leave quickly. "You wait for a moment, I'll go pay the bill."

  The girl's face suddenly revealed a triumphant smile without any concealment.

  After paying, Jiang Fengchen put the package in the supermarket's storage cabinet and turned to ask the girl who followed him: "Where is your school?"

  "Shouguang Middle School in Xinquan District."

  Upon hearing this address, Jiang Fengchen was puzzled again and asked: "Xinqu District is quite far from Huazhi, how did you end up here?"

  The girl felt a little guilty and pretended to be angry, staring at her, "What business is it of yours!"

  "Fine, never mind you, go ahead, I still have things to attend to when I get back."

  The girl looked up at him and asked: "What do you do?"

  Jiang Fengchen gazed at her innocent and mischievous smile, suddenly wanting to tease her, so he replied: "You're a professional kidnapper of young boys and girls, aren't you afraid? You're so trusting of a stranger?"

  Upon hearing this, the girl immediately became unhappy and seriously said: "I'm already 18 years old! I'm in my third year of high school! Don't treat me like a kid!" Due to her long illness, she hadn't seen sunlight for days on end, so her skin was whiter than average people's, making her look somewhat childish by comparison. As a result, she was often mistaken for a little girl, which made her angriest and most helpless.

  "Ah!" Jiang Fengchen was startled, the person in front of him looked like a little girl, but she was actually reading high school? Speaking of which, if he hadn't dropped out, he would also be in high school now...

  "My name is Tan Ziyao, what's yours?" The girl chatted with him enthusiastically following the topic.

  "Jiang Fengchen." Jiang Fengchen returned as usual.

  "Jiang Fengchen?" Hearing this name, Tan Ziyao couldn't help but stop in her tracks, raising an eyebrow to examine him closely. "You're from Jiang City, aren't you?"

  "Huh?" Jiang Fengchen looked at her in surprise, "How did you know?"

  Tan Ziyao's eyes rolled around a few times and she said: "I won't tell you!" Then she laughed and ran far away.

  Jiang Fengchen shook his head helplessly and quickened his pace to follow him.

  They sat on the bus all the way to Shouguang Middle School, and both of them got off the bus. Tan Ziye changed her previous lively personality, smiled quietly at him, and said softly: "Thank you for sending me back."

  Jiang Fengchen's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but his face remained expressionless. He calmly asked with a hint of teasing: "Tan Ziyao, is your childishness an act or is your maturity and composure an act?"

  Tan Ziyao's eyes sparkled with dazzling light, just about to respond, but her gaze swept towards the school's side door and saw a figure walking over, causing her to frown slightly. She then smiled brightly and said: "You'll know later." With that, she ran into the school and disappeared from Jiang Fengchen's line of sight.

  Is this probably the kind of woman who is as pure and innocent as a snow orchid? Pure, without evil. As white as snow, as elegant as an orchid, with a sweet and lovely face like a pure-hearted girl in a painting, untouched by worldly desires and unaware of human malice.

  Jiang Fengchen couldn't help but sigh, and was about to leave when a surprised voice came from behind him: "Fengchen? How did you end up here?"