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Meng Ying coughed and said tactfully, “Of course not. I just thought we could all be friends.”

Huo Yao smiled ambiguously.

“My cousin is in the IT industry and is treated as a god there. The team he led for an international programming contest stood first when he was in university. I’m not kidding. He’s really outstanding…”

Huo Yao rubbed her forehead. She raised her hand for Meng Ying to stop yapping and said, “If you haven’t had enough of doing test papers, I still have one more box at home.”

Meng Ying’s voice halted abruptly.

Huo Yao was such a monster.

Huo Yao veered her eyes away to lower her head. She continued working when there was finally peace and quiet.

**

Yi Lianfan visited the old Yi residence after school.

He came to tell his grandfather word for word what Huo Yao had said when he gave her the invite.

Old Mr. Yi stroked his chin before he took out his phone and made a call.

Yi Lianfan quietly sat by the side and waited. A look of surprise swept across his face how courteous his grandfather sounded.

Before long, the call ended. Old Mr. Yi turned to look at his grandson and said, “Have you mastered all the new dishes I taught you recently?”

Yi Lianfan looked at Old Mr. Yi and nodded slightly. “More or less.”

“Very well. You will be in charge of the main table tomorrow night,” said Old Mr. Yi.

Yi Lianfan was stunned to hear this. “Grandpa, I don’t think I’m ready.”

He was aware that his grandfather had invited a lot of important guests for the next day.

It was not his cooking that he was worried about. Instead, he was not sure that he could handle such an important event.

If he had the time, he would rather spend it on studying.

“Why not? I can take the chance to introduce you to some people who will be useful to your future development,” said Old Mr. Yi earnestly.

Yi Lianfan’s face turned cold. “Grandpa, I am not good at socializing, so let’s just forget it.”

Old Mr. Yi glared at Yi Lianfan disappointingly. Each time he wanted to help pave the way for Yi Lianfan, he would find all kinds of excuses to run away. He was simply infuriating.

Old Mr. Yi inhaled deeply. A thought crossed his mind, and he changed the subject. “Are you close to Huo Yao?”

Yi Lianfan looked at him hesitantly before he replied. “We’re okay.”

Old Mr. Yi’s eyes turned. He cleared his throat and said, “She is a talented kid, so I want to make her my direct disciple. Since you are classmates and both of you are young, you must have a lot in common, so I want you to convey this to her.”

Old Mr. Yi paused before he added. “You can find the chance to tell her that no one in City S can push her around after she becomes my disciple.”

Although Huo Yao was already friends with Min Yu, there was no harm having more influence.

Yi Lianfan’s lips twitched. He pressed his forehead in annoyance. “Grandpa, I think you can forget about making her your disciple.”

Old Mr. Yi could not help glaring at him. “Do you know how hard it is to find someone with a good palate and knowledge of Chinese medicine?”

“She’s a girl, but you want her to become a chef like you. Does that sound right to you?”

Old Mr. Yi did not like hearing what his grandson said. “What chef? We are medicinal cuisine chefs. Do you know what high status we had in the ancient times?”

“But times are different now.” Yi Lianfan corrected his grandfather softly.

Old Mr. Yi raised his hand and slammed the table beside him. He said angrily, “Do you have to argue all the time? You are just out to get me!”