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At this mont, the girl seed to notice Cindy for the first ti and looked at her, “Ian, is she your friend?”
Ian Morris smiled and replied, “She’s my high school classmate, Cindy Clarke.”
After saying this, Ian hesitated for a mont but didn’t reveal that Cindy was Cain Velman.
He rembered that Cindy didn’t seem willing to ntion this.
“Ah, high school classmates?” the girl said in surprise, “I rember, you’re from Nork City.”
Then, the girl asked Cindy, “Are you also from there?”
“Mm-hmm.” Cindy nodded.
“I didn’t expect that, Ian, you’d be able to et your classmates from Nork City in Belfard.” The girl said.
Ian then said to Cindy, “This is my Academy classmate, Eleanor Ward. Like , she’s doing an internship at the hospital, but we’re not in the sa hospital.”
After a pause, as if afraid of being misunderstood by Cindy, Ian explained, “Today, so of our classmates got together. Since everyone was assigned to different hospitals, we thought it would be nice to et up and chat about our experiences working at different hospitals.”
Eleanor glanced at Ian, her smile faltering for a mont before turning her attention back to Cindy, asking, “Are you the sa age as Ian?”
“I’m not sure, but I think so. We were in the sa grade.” Cindy wasn’t very ranunar witn Ian.
So as to whether they were the sa age, she really didn’t know.
“We’re the sa age.” Ian said.
Cindy didn’t know, but he was very clear about it.
“So what do you do?” Eleanor asked again.
She squinted her eyes slightly, instinctively feeling that Cindy was a love rival.
She had liked Ian since college.
Although Ian’s family background was average, she didn’t care.
Her own family was wealthy enough.
Her family was a dical dynasty, with her father, brother, and sister all being doctors.
Her father was currently the dean of Caring Hospital.
She was also a local in Belfard.
If Ian couldn’t afford to buy a house, her family could.
Even Ian’s future work in the hospital could be arranged by her family.
In Belfard, Ian’s future developnt could be said to be completely worry-free.
She didn’t understand why, with such great conditions and being attractive, Ian still didn’t like her!
Just now, she saw from the entrance of the corridor the mont Ian saw Cindy, his whole face lit up.
It was a glow of undisguised fondness for Cindy on his face.
So, she hurried over.
But now, facing Cindy, she thought Cindy was quite ordinary!
Maybe her appearance was fine, but her outfit was just too plain, and she looked like soone with average ans.
She knew Ian had high standards and wouldn’t settle for just anyone.
But how could he be attracted to an ordinary woman like Cindy!
Cindy didn’t reveal her identity as a food blogger.
Seeing the reaction of the girl in front of her, it appeared she didn’t know her, and probably wasn’t following the news about the Pingla Competition.
She hadn’t seen either the live broadcast of the Pingla Competition or any subsequent news and comnts online.
However, while the attention to the Pingla Competition was not low, it hadn’t reached the point of nationwide participation.
Furthermore, as busy dical professionals, they certainly wouldn’t have had much ti to pay attention to it.
Therefore, Cindy simply said, “I’m a chef.”
Having entered the field as a food blogger, many people didn’t consider Cindy a professional chef.
At this stage, Cindy’s goal was to be recognized as a chef by others..
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