The sound of flushing came from the bathroom, and An Hao intended to return the maple leaf.
Her actions paused, and she stopped.
Cheng Yu came out from the bathroom and saw An Hao standing motionless by her bed, still holding the red maple leaf she had tucked into the pages of a novel. Cheng Yu was momentarily startled.
But it was only a moment, the panic in her eyes quickly vanished, replaced by the same smile as always.
"Do you like it?" Cheng Yu approached, smiling as she looked at An Hao.
What An Hao once thought was a genteel and graceful smile now seemed to her utterly disgusting and pretentious.
"Yes, I really like it!" An Hao curled her lips upward, a cold look flickering in her eyes, "Ms. Cheng, since you have so many maple leaves, why not give this one to me? After all, you gave something to Qin Jian just earlier, but not to me—I felt a bit unhappy about that."
