espite racking his brains, he couldn’t figure out who she was referring to.

"Pretty classmate, tell me honestly—who is your Prince Charming? What’s his name? You must be honest!" Fu Le straightened up, hands behind his back, and asked seriously, coughing slightly for effect. Liu Xiaoyan, amused, replied.

"It’s Tong Laidi."

“Oh my gosh!” Fu Le exclaimed, taken aback. "I couldn’t have imagined it in a million years! Even if all the boys on earth died out, I wouldn’t have guessed him. Have girls’ standards really changed so much? Sister Yanzi, let me check if you’re feverish." Fu Le joked, pretending to feel her forehead. "No fever. Truly unbelievable! That ordinary-looking guy!"

Chapter 7: Budding Affection

"You’re the one who resembles a drooping eggplant, Brother Le! If you keep talking like this, I won’t talk to you anymore!" Liu Xiaoyan turned her head away angrily.

"Alright! Alright! I won't insult the 'Prince Charming' of Sister Yanzi’s heart anymore, okay?" Seeing Liu Xiaoyan pout, Fu Le couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. Who was Tong Laidi? Fu Le knew; he was a freshman. When Tong Laidi first arrived at the school, he almost got chased away by the gatekeeper. Standing at less than 1.5 meters, dark-skinned and thin, he looked like a big monkey.

If Tong Laidi could be considered a man, then it might seem like all the men in the world had vanished. It appeared Sister Yanzi’s empathy now extended beyond all limits! Fu Le struggled to hold back his laughter, then spoke earnestly:

"Tong Laidi is also a decent person! Just..."

"What, Brother Le?" Liu Xiaoyan turned her anger into joy, hearing that Fu Le had changed his opinion about Tong Laidi. Fu Le racked his brain, unable to find the right words!

"Sister Yanzi, I honestly can’t find a reason to praise him," Fu Le said apologetically.

"Hmph! I just like him!" Liu Xiaoyan, now cheerful, ran towards the school.

"Uncle, Aunt, I did my best," Fu Le shook his head with a wry smile.

The regulations at the Provincial University clearly prohibited student relationships. However, for boys and girls in their late teens, controlling their budding affections was almost impossible—if not, Adam and Eve, the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, wouldn’t exist. 

In the lively campus, young men and women exchanged poetry, letters, and songs. Faculty who had navigated youth themselves often turned a blind eye, as long as babies weren’t born in the dorms, requiring them to serve as nannies. The school even set up a love education forum to guide students properly on love and relationships.

News of Liu Xiaoyan’s affection spread like wildfire. Given her fame as the top beauty of the provincial university, a lack of rumors would be odd. She had an enormous number of suitors. Wealthy and handsome boys even formed a 

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