Bai Zhi'er raised her bright round eyes to look at the person speaking.
The other party was a little girl about eight or nine years old, not much older herself.
Dressed in brocade and jade fur, she was obviously a pampered child.
Her demeanor and brows carried a hint of arrogance.
Bai Zhi'er nodded her little head, "Not bad!"
The little girl, upon hearing this, immediately said, "Okay, do me a favor."
"At noon, when the teachers finish class and go for lunch, help me invite the Third Young Master to the Liu Jiao Pavilion in the academy."
"I have something to tell him!"
Bai Zhi'er blinked her long lashes and asked sweetly, "Why don't you go yourself?"
As soon as she said this, a boy about eight years old nearby burst into laughter.
"Why else, she's too shy! She likes the Third Young Master but doesn't dare to tell him!"
The little girl's face flushed red with anger.
She turned her head to angrily scold the boy, "Fang Wushen! Stop spouting nonsense here!"
