Unlike Susan and the others whose expressions changed, Ling Miao looked at Zheng Wenrun with great interest, her eyes instantly lighting up.
Hearing this unexpected question, Zheng Wenrun was completely bewildered and nodded honestly.
Then they heard Ling Miao whisper in a seductive tone:
"Then you must have senior brothers and sisters, and junior brothers and sisters as well?"
Zheng Wenrun paused, then raised his head with a hint of pride. "No, my teacher only has me as his student."
Before Ling Miao could even feel disappointed, she heard the person in front of her speak again:
"But the teacher was a lecturer at the school, and the number of students he taught was countless."
However, he was the only one personally accepted as a disciple by his teacher.
No one else can match his talent.
Zheng Wenrun thought to himself with a hint of smugness.
Meeting Ling Miao's gleaming eyes, he instantly wilted.
He turned his head away, refusing to look at the other person.
But to his surprise, Ling Miao got close to him.
Zheng Wenrun instantly looked up alertly and saw the other person smiling.
"So, do they have anywhere to go after graduation?"
"Or, would you like an internship certificate?"
Upon hearing Ling Miao's two questions in a row, Zheng Wenrun was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was planning.
He couldn't help but twitch his lips, looking at Ling Miao's wolfish smile, "You've got a pretty shrewd plan."
"Isn't this because we're short-handed?"
Ling Miao smiled, but Zheng Wenrun only saw her as having ill intentions. He shrugged, feigning helplessness.
"I really don't know."
That's the truth; aside from cooking, he never pays attention to anything else.
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