Tang Zhong had returned to the principal's office when he suddenly sneezed so hard it seemed to shake his very bones. He reached out to rub his nose, muttering to himself, "How strange, who could be thinking of me?"
But he found no one inside. Tang Zhong was puzzled. Where was everyone?
As he turned around, he saw a casually dressed woman stepping out. But still, her figure was as stunning as ever, and Tang Zhong's eyes widened in admiration. She was undeniably a great beauty.
The woman was Lu Xingyue. When she saw how Tang Zhong was looking at her, her face instantly flushed red, yet she felt thrilled inside because her crush was looking at her, which for her, was the best news ever.
"Senior, do I look pretty?"
This was the first time Tang Zhong had seen Lu Xingyue dressed like this; he was used to seeing her in professional attire. But even in casual clothes, her strong, assertive aura couldn't be hidden.
"Pretty,"
Tang Zhong replied without hesitation.
