At that moment, even the wind around them seemed to fall briefly silent.
Staring at the Immortal Charm Purple Osmanthus before her, Su Wanqing froze at the young man's words.
His handsome, refined face was turned quietly toward her, his eyes clear and deep, without a trace of impurity.
A peculiar fragrance wafted from the immortal osmanthus, burrowing toward the tip of her snowy-white nose and seeping into her body through every opening. It felt as though her entire body had begun breathing involuntarily.
Her heart suddenly skipped several beats. "For me?" she asked softly.
She clearly had not expected Li Hao to be serious-to truly give her the Immortal Charm Purple Osmanthus he had worked so hard to pick, right in front of her elder sister, Su Muqing.
Suddenly realizing something, she turned toward Su Muqing beside her.
The coldness on Su Muqing's face had frozen the moment Li Hao reached past her to offer the flower.
She turned her head, her gaze lingering briefly on the Immortal Charm Purple Osmanthus before Su Wanqing. Then she looked up, staring frostily at Li Hao.
"What do you mean by this?"
"Hmm?"
Li Hao looked at her in puzzlement.
"Trying to anger me on purpose?"
Su Muqing's face darkened, anger smoldering in her eyes.
Li Hao frowned and said calmly, "You already have one. Giving you another would be pointless. Wanqing likes it. What's wrong with giving it to her?"
"You!"
Su Muqing clenched her immortal gown, fury rising within her. Yet at the sight of the young man's calm expression, her anger suddenly subsided.
He's the one trying to please me, shamelessly pestering me. If anyone should be angry, it certainly isn't me.
*Just a few petty tricks. Does he think he can provoke me and win my attention like