Wang Zhuo’s perception immediately registered Rong Xuehan’s intense gaze, his face turning sharply as their eyes locked.

The Medical University had thousands of students; while the proportion of females was lower, the campus certainly wasn't lacking in beauties.

The previous huākuí, He Ye, was quite controversial. Although she commanded the highest support, two other girls were not far behind her, meaning He Ye's dominant position was tenuous, only slightly favored.

However, after He Ye took a leave of absence, the newly enrolled Rong Xuehan forcefully stepped into He Ye’s void as a newcomer, sidelining the other two established campus beauties. Although the huākuí themselves didn't care for such trivial comparisons, some busybodies among the male students and gossips among the female students endlessly enjoyed the topic, and Rong Xuehan’s victory gained widespread acceptance.

Last autumn, when Rong Xuehan first enrolled, it was Geng Bin who brought her to Wang Zhuo’s dormitory, under the pretense of touring the graduate student living quarters and paying a courtesy visit to his idol. At that time, Wang Zhuo hadn't formed a deep impression of Rong Xuehan; he merely registered her as a campus-beauty level stunner who also possessed substance, not one of those decorative flower vases.

But today’s Rong Xuehan brought him a different sensation. Having been tempered by more than half a semester of university life, the girl had shed a degree of youthful immaturity, gaining a touch of allure and ease. She didn't seem to mind the rumors circulating about her; she could attend Professor Chang's lectures openly and accept scrutiny with composure, appearing perfectly natural.

It was already late spring, nearing early summer in May, and the climate in Jiangzhou offered the beauty-conscious