After breakfast, Tang Shu took Yang Tiantian's car to the front gate of Imperial Capital Medical University.
"Next time, don't bother dropping me off; I can walk this short distance by myself."
"I was just on my way to the company anyway. As your life assistant, I have to take care of your meals. Besides, don't you have your final exam today? Just giving you a boost of encouragement!"
"At the filming site it's one thing, but here at school, I can eat at the cafeteria."
Tang Shu checked her admission ticket number and signing pen, then slung her backpack over her shoulders.
"By the way, you mentioned before that your family owns a restaurant?"
"Yeah, it's a culinary heritage passed down from my ancestors. According to my dad, our ancestors were Imperial Chefs, a true family legacy!"
To enhance the credibility of his statement, Yang Tiantian even lifted his proud little chin slightly.
