<h4>Chapter 901: Chapter 901: Let’s Talk</h4>


    "Where’s Zhang Zhaoyuan?"


    Bai Xiao was already feeling overwhelmed. She had only gone back home briefly, but upon her return, everything had turned into a surreal mess.


    Zhang Zhaoyuan had begun an aggressive pursuit, but the problem was—she was in a military marriage, and this kind of behavior couldnd him in legal trouble.


    Meanwhile, an unknown number of boys were secretly tucking love letters into Bai Xiao’s books. Suddenly, it seemed as though Bai Xiao’s streak of good luck in love had arrived.


    She was bing immensely popr.


    "He’s downstairs!"


    Ma Yao wasn’t jealous, not really. But seeing as she was tall and sturdy, even Lin Xiang had admirers chasing after her, while Ma Yao remainedpletely alone.


    It was hard not to feel a little envious, jealous, or resentful about it.


    Bai Xiao picked up the flowers and headed downstairs.


    Ma Yao’s curiosity was piqued.


    "Where are you going?"


    Carrying flowers to meet Zhang Zhaoyuan—was this the start of a passionate romance?


    Once downstairs, Bai Xiao immediately spotted Zhang Zhaoyuan. He was wearing a white shirt under a wool coat, ck trousers, and sses with gold-rimmed frames, standing studiously under a sycamore tree outside the dormitory building. It was December, the weather was freezing, and Modu’s Wendu district had officially entered winter.


    When Zhang Zhaoyuan saw Bai Xiao approaching, his face brightened instantly.


    He had done all this—yet Bai Xiao had remained silent, leaving his heart conflicted and restless. He couldn’t tell whether she’d ept his affection or reject it.


    Truthfully, it wasn’t that Bai Xiao was refusing to give him a clear response; she’d simply been far too busytely. Her family situation was aplete mess. Nearly every day after school, she would rush off without dy, leaving all the gifts and letters piled on her bed by Ma Yao and the others—things she hadn’t even had time to reject.


    "Bai Xiao!" Zhang Zhaoyuan stepped forward.


    Seeing the girl’s smooth ck hair cascading down, her rosy lips, dazzling white teeth, and skin soft as a flower—fresh, vivid, like a newly blossomed bloom—his heart swelled with heat.


    He couldn’t suppress the joy bubbling inside.


    "Zhang Zhaoyuan, I was just looking for you! We need to talk!" Bai Xiao couldn’t avoid it anymore. If things continued like this, she’d really risk being used of ying with the emotions of others. This misunderstanding had to stop.


    "Perfect! I was hoping to talk to you too. Let’s go to thekeside—it’s quiet there, good for a conversation." There was a hint of nervousness in Zhang Zhaoyuan’s voice. Bai Xiao was different from other girls; he knew that. He was also aware that the flowers and love letters hadn’t been personally epted by her. Bai Xiao had been so busy she was hardly ever seen. No one really knew what she was dealing with, and this uncertainty made him nervous.


    Perhaps today would be the moment he’d finally get an answer.


    They walked along thekeside, passing couples here and there. Only then did Bai Xiao realize—thekeside was a popr spot among couples at their Medical University, known as a rendezvous hub for lovers.


    In the distance, near theke’s edge, a row of benches came into view. Bai Xiao pointed toward them. "Let’s sit there for a while."


    She couldn’t let things keep spiraling out of control. Hurting someone wasn’t her intention, but if this dragged on, someone would undoubtedly end up hurt.


    Zhang Zhaoyuan nodded, "Alright. I’ll follow your lead."


    Bai Xiao nearly choked. No—please don’t use such a tender tone with her. If Colonel An heard this, he’d instantly use her of infidelity.


    After all, she stood firmly on the side of propriety.


    That kind of usation—she couldn’t bear it.


    Seeing Bai Xiao remain silent, Zhang Zhaoyuan assumed she was shy. His heart stirred with anticipation. Perhaps, after today, he could dere that he officially had a girlfriend. Everyone knew in the dormitory that his pursuit target was Bai—the renowned medical intern, "Doctor Bai."


    What had captivated him so deeply wasn’t just Bai Xiao’s graceful eloquence during ss, or her sharp, piercing insights, but also her courage in the face of pressure—and the delicate vulnerability she embodied when she faltered in herposure. It had stirred within him an urge to protect her.