One was the haughty young master Han, whose legions of lovestruck women had smashed through so many walls that he had to invest in building them out of tofu. The other was the eldest miss Li, whose throngs of male admirers fell to their knees at the sight of her pomegranate skirt, forcing her to switch to a durian-peel skirt.
They were both proud and unruly, while she was kind and strong. One day, the two met at Long Aoli Su Noble Academy. What kind of sparks would fly between them? (An old-school Mary Sue story with some comedic elements. If this kind of thing isn't your cup of tea, run along!)
