"If the flowers bloom, the butterflies will come."
Shen Qiang, holding an oil-paper umbrella, looked at the river's surface rippling under the rain and suddenly remembered the phrase his teacher had chalked on the blackboard before the college entrance examination.
Bai Jiao, usually sweet and charming, glanced at Shen Qiang with a shy look in her eyes during their brief eye contact, then quickly and discreetly shifted her gaze to the river.
Shen Qiang smiled.
His mood inexplicably improved a lot.
And upon careful consideration, that once puzzling phrase had now become a reality.
Bai Jiao.
The heiress of the first-rate Cheng Xinyi family, sweet and lovely, with a delicate and exquisite stature.
Truly a famed belle in the Cultivation World.
