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!"
After speaking, she turned her gaze back to Bai Zhi’er, her tone somewhat forceful, "Just give me a clear answer, will you help or not!"
Perhaps fearing Bai Zhi’er’s refusal, she took out a silver note worth one hundred taels and slapped it on the table.
"If you manage to invite him, this silver note is yours."
"After all, your father is just a guest at Prince Kang’s mansion."
"To my knowledge, guests in the Imperial Mansion can earn at most twenty taels of silver a month, right?"
"This silver note can buy you a lot of things!"
These few sentences were spoken with extreme arrogance and rudeness.
Bai Zhi’er puffed out her cheeks, and in her big watery eyes, there was a childish anger.
This person is so annoying!
How rude they are when speaking!
She immediately tilted her little head and hummed, "I won’t help you, if you can, why don’t you go yourself!"
When the little girl heard Bai Zhi’er’s refusal, her brows shot up angrily, looking fierce.
"How dare you refuse!?"
Beside her, her classmate joined in, backing her up.
"Do you know who she is? She is the granddaughter of the Master, Miss Gao!"
"If you don’t agree to help her, be careful you might get expelled from the academy and have no place to study!"
A few of Miss Gao’s friends took turns intimidating Bai Zhi’er.
The little one wasn’t scared at all, she lifted her soft chubby face.
"Third Brother... the Princely Heir hasn’t said I should leave, what right do you have to chase me out!"
Miss Gao glared at Bai Zhi’er with an overbearing demeanor.
"If it wasn’t for the fact you happen to follow the Third Young Master, you think I would ask you for help?"
"With your kind of background, when walking down the streets, I wouldn’t even take a second look!"
"And wearing a veil, who knows if you have some hidden illness! Or are you so ugly you can’t show your face!"
"I’m asking you for help, that’s your good fortune and blessing, don’t be ungrateful!"
Bai Zhi’er’s black eyes twinkled, looking well-behaved and cute.
"Then pass this blessing to your grandfather."
"Isn’t he the Master of the academy? He surely knows the Third Young Master, let him pass on the message for you!"
Saying this, the little one made a funny face, "Anyway, I won’t help you, dream on, hmph!"
Seeing Bai Zhi’er so defiant, Miss Gao was infuriated.
"You think just because you’re a child with a lisp and able to attend classes, you’re really something special?!"
She raised her hand, intending to slap Bai Zhi’er.
"I’ll hit you right now, let’s see who you can get to stand up for you!"
However, just as Miss Gao raised her hand, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her side!
Her movement instantly froze, and then, her face turned pale as she clutched her abdomen!
"It hurts! It hurts so much!" She fell straight to the ground, gasping in pain.
The friends around Miss Gao were horrified by this sight.
They pointed at Bai Zhi’er, "What did you do to Miss Gao!"