Mo Fengying then said, "No, I don't want an autograph."
"Then what do you want to talk to me about?" Song Ci thought it was nice to play Song Fei. She could talk when she wanted to, and ignore anyone when she didn't want to. After all, she was the boss, and if she did what she wanted, people wouldn't think she was impolite, they would just say she had personality.
Mo Fengying bit her teeth, her expression struggling and hesitant. Song Ci became impatient and urged her, "If you don't say anything, I'll leave."
Hearing this, Mo Fengying finally spoke: "I learned something."
"Yeah." Song Fei's attitude was quite cold, and the look of "I'm not interested in what you are going to say next" made Mo Fengying feel powerless.
Mo Fengying looked at her angrily and asked her, "Aren't you curious?"
Song Ci glanced at her indifferently and still said nothing.
Mo Fengying was so angry that he sat down and took a sip of warm tea before saying, "My grandfather said that if you can make it into the top three, he will accept you as his apprentice."
Song Ci's eyes finally showed some movement. She looked at Mo Fengying, half believing and half doubting, "Did your grandfather say this himself?"
"My father told me, so he can't be wrong."
Song Ci nodded. Seeing Mo Fengying's deep resentment, she asked her, "Are you afraid of me? Afraid that I'll steal your genius? Are you approaching me privately to bribe me or threaten me?"
Mo Fengying became even more angry, "You are too confident."
Song Ci: "After all, I have the capital to be confident."
Mo Fengying sneered, and said disappointedly, "How could Yan Jiang marry someone as arrogant as you?" So what if he's a genius? He's too arrogant, not cute at all. Their brother Jiang should find a delicate little girl.
Song Ci sneered and deliberately confronted Mo Fengying: "I look down on everyone, but Yan Jiang is willing to marry me. There's nothing I can do about it. He loves me to death. You are gentle and charming, but I don't think Yan Jiang can remember someone like you."
Mo Fengying became even angrier.
She sulked for a while, then saw Song Fei lose her patience and stand up to leave, so she grabbed Song Fei's arm. Song Ci lowered her eyes, looked at the stubborn girl, and stopped again.
"If you have something to say, say it now!"
Mo Fengying said, "I'm not in good health and may not live for many years. Song Fei, if you really make it into the top three and become my grandfather's apprentice, I hope you can learn medical skills from my grandfather well. I hope that in the future, the Mo family will continue to prosper in your hands..."
Song Ci was surprised to hear Mo Fengying's words. She had never expected that this little princess could be so sensible.
Song Ci pretended to be indifferent and took away Mo Fengying's hand, saying disdainfully: "Let's talk about it later. I haven't decided whether to agree to let your grandfather be his apprentice." After that, Song Ci left.
Mo Fengying's eyes widened, thinking she had heard something unbelievable. There was actually someone who refused to be her grandfather's apprentice!
You know, her grandfather is a real master in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Even national leaders have to be respectful when they meet him.
Is Song Fei stupid?
Mo Fengying cursed Song Fei for being stupid, but at the same time she envied her. Doing what you want to do and rejecting what you don't want to do, how cool!
Song Fei was discussing technology with her apprentice on the computer. When she heard the door open, she quickly looked up at Song Ci, then lowered her head again and asked, "What does the little princess want to see you for?"
Song Ci then relayed what Mo Fengying had said to Song Fei.
Song Fei was also surprised after hearing this, but she was even more surprised...
"Is that little princess a fan of Yan Jiang?"
Song Ci: "Yeah."
"The forest is so big, there are all kinds of birds."
Seeing Song Fei's hands tapping away on the keyboard, Song Ci asked her, "What are you doing?"
"Exchange techniques with my apprentice."
"Jiang Bi?" Song Ci glanced at the computer screen, only to find it was filled with incomprehensible material, and lost interest. She boiled some water, made a cup of tea, and sat by the window, enjoying the night view while eating macarons.
Suddenly, Song Ci bit something and spat it out into her palm with a strange expression.
When Song Fei looked up, she saw this scene.
She asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Ci looked back at her and said, "There's something in my macaron."
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