No need to be formal over a small favor? Huang Beibei turned to look at Zhang Xiaohui: What does Senior an by this? What has Senior helped you with?
Zhang Xiaohui’s mind felt like it had fallen into a vast sea, flying around like a headless fly: "This—"
"You don’t have to specially thank ." Chang Jiawei, interpreting her expression, happily spoke to himself, "This is the first ti I’m playing matchmaker, so I don’t really get it. It’s a good thing you two can get along and like each other. Let tell you, he’s a cousin of my classmate, Dr. Guan. Dr. Guan says he’s got good character and looks, runs his own business and has a house, a good match for you. Quite a few girls are after him."
"Xiao Hui, did Teacher Chang set you up?" Huang Beibei asked Zhang Xiaohui anxiously.
"No—" Zhang Xiaohui’s mouth opened a bit, her voice ca out as thin as a mosquito’s hum, her mind seed to be in another world, hearing Chang Jiawei speak like a distant buzz beyond a wall.
She always thought the Senior had feelings for her, but it turns out he’s introducing another man to her.
"No? How could it be no?" Chang Jiawei got anxious hearing her words, took out his phone to find Dr. Guan’s ssage records to prove he acted as a matchmaker, saying, "I gave your contact to him the other day. He said he imdiately passed it to his cousin, he should’ve called you in the past couple of days. He likes female doctors, said he’s very interested hearing you’re one."
"Really not?" Huang Beibei tugged at Zhang Xiaohui’s sleeve again, getting panicked, thinking her friend not telling her about a good developnt was akin to betrayal.
Really not. Zhang Xiaohui glared back at Huang Beibei: You should know I’m not interested in small business owners at all.
Her ambitions are higher, her lifelong partner targeted at the level of a Boss. Like Senior Cao or a big company boss, such giants in various industries.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohui’s rebuttal, Huang Beibei thought: Yes. Zhang Xiaohui is beautiful and has the skills, working at a research institute, she can raise her standards.
Turning back around, Zhang Xiaohui interrupted Chang Jiawei who was still buried in finding ssages: "Teacher Chang, no need to look, let’s have breakfast together."
"I told you, you don’t need to thank ." Chang Jiawei emphasized, besides, he already had a breakfast date with Student Xie.
"Teacher Chang, you two go ahead for breakfast. I’ve already had breakfast." Xie Wanying saw the situation, ready to tactfully step ahead and leave. It seed this person was interested in the Senior; she shouldn’t hang around here obstructing.
"No, no, don’t leave." Chang Jiawei hurriedly reached to pull her back. On a winter weekend best for sleeping in, he specifically got up early to find her at school. How could he just let her leave?
Zhang Xiaohui and Huang Beibei’s gaze fixated on Chang Jiawei pulling soone away: Is this for real? Did they see wrong? Isn’t he pulling Xie Wanying?
"I don’t have ti to chat with you anymore. You don’t have to thank . Go seriously date him, and let know when you get married." Chang Jiawei told them both, turning and pulling Xie Wanying by the arm to the other side, "A new KFC just opened next to the hospital gate, I’ll treat you to KFC. Even if you’re not eating now, you can take it back to the dorm for later."
"Teacher Chang, you don’t have to treat ."
"Not possible. I said it last night, I’d frequently treat you to als. I have to keep my word."
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