Zi Qingmeng said coldly, "Great Saint of Love, I've brought you a new student."
The hunchbacked man coughed a few times and said, "If you've taken on a new student, why bring them to me? Alright then, come in. Xiao Yiyi, you leave first. I'll call you when I need you."
Upon hearing him call the name Xiao Yiyi in a coquettish voice, Nian Bing felt an impulse to turn around and leave. Is this really the head of the Culinary Arts Department? The middle-aged woman gave a flirtatious glance at the head of the department, seemingly oblivious to the handsome Nian Bing. She adjusted her blouse casually and left. Zi Qingmeng seemed used to this, her face showing no change.
