Just as the beautiful Major General Wenren Meiqiao of the Dragon Group was driving with Shen Qiang, heading towards her office, the stunning campus queen Qin Yurou of the Medical University's graduate school was gazing off into space in the classroom.
"He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not." Looking at the stem of the flower that had already lost its petals in her hand, Qin Yurou sighed. But then, her beautiful eyes brightened as her wrist lightly flicked, taking out another flower from the storage ring, pulling off petals one by one while silently reciting in her mind.
"He loves me, he loves me, he loves me, he definitely loves me."
Looking at the bare flower stalk, she felt inexplicably happy, her beautiful eyes full of charm.
Seeing her foolishly laughing, the lecturer said unhappily, "Qin Yurou, are you in love?"
Suddenly brought back to her senses, Qin Yurou was stunned, then instinctively defended, "No, no, not in love."
