Ye Zhou seems to belong to her.

A beautiful Barbie doll?

...

"Have you heard? Ye Zhou actually gave up on pursuing the school beauty!"

"This is truly a bombshell news story, even more surprising than a celebrity cheating on their partner or someone stepping on a sewing machine."

"Yes, yes, yes, it gives me the feeling that physics has ceased to exist!!"

"Hey, An Youhe, what do you think?"

The girls in the front row were chattering away, but were clearly taken aback by the sudden mention of An Youhe.

"I...I don't know."

"Tsk, why are you asking her? Good students definitely wouldn't know about these things."

The girls quickly started gossiping again.

"You know, Ye Zhou is handsome and a top student, while the school beauty's grades are just average, below average. Why wouldn't she agree to be with Ye Zhou? Does she think she'd be at a disadvantage?"

"They'd definitely be at a disadvantage. Ye Zhou's family background is incomparable to theirs, let alone a good match."

"Ah, it's good to be rich. Maybe when I'm rich in the future, I can half-heartedly agree to take Ye Zhou under my wing..."

"Holy crap, what kind of lewd thoughts are these? You're the flower of our nation, the hope of our country! What are you talking about money for? How can you be so greedy for pleasure and not share it with your sisters, hehehe!"

"You guys." A soft voice rang out, An Youhe biting her cherry lips, her voice seemingly restrained.

"You're not allowed to talk about him like that!"

The group turned around, somewhat puzzled, and saw An Youhe's face was flushed.

The fingertips holding the pen turned a light pink from the force applied.

Although the thick bangs obscure the eyes.