Before Ye Fan could speak, Jiang Yue interjected, "Of course, our Young Master Ye is elegant and dashing, a splash of green amidst a myriad of flowers, wandering among them without a single petal touching him." After speaking, he looked at Ye Fan with a teasing smile, "I'm not so lucky, finally taking a liking to a girl, but she hardly gives me any attention."
"You're always thinking about Jingxiang," Ye Fan glared at Jiang Yue. Right now, Ye Fan was not in the mood to bicker with Jiang Yue. Although he had successfully convinced the old principal and the Traditional Medicine Branch had been announced, and there was an existing teaching building, what was truly lacking now were teachers and reputation. Without these two things, the branch was nothing but an empty shell.
