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Wu Rong became increasingly dissatisfied. "How could that be? I'm so great! By your standards, I'm the ideal guy—tall, rich, and handsome! Plus, I'm talented. There's no way you aren't at least a little interested in me! You just haven't realized it yet."
"Really, I'm not!"
"You are! Just admit it! Who knows, maybe you're even smitten with me at first sight!"
Rao Jie sighed, deciding it was pointless to argue with this immature guy. "Let's not talk about that anymore. I've decided to give up on the interview. You're right; there's no need to waste two more years on graduate studies. I should find a specialized school to learn instead. What do you think?"
"If you're looking for a specialized school, I think it's necessary to do some thorough research. However, I don't believe there are any good options domestically. If you want to study something really professional, Europe would be a better choice."
"Are you suggesting I go abroad to study? But..."
"Don't worry about the costs. If you've chosen this path, finances shouldn't be an obstacle. What you need to focus on is which school will provide you with real skills and how to plan and utilize your time in the future."
Although Wu Rong insisted that money shouldn't be a concern, Rao Jie still felt a bit hesitant. However, she could always work part-time to ease her financial burden.
As she pondered this, she suddenly remembered someone. "Do you remember that couple we met in Romantic Country? The one with the amazing desserts—Li Zhaofeng!" Rao Jie exclaimed excitedly.
Wu Rong immediately stopped smiling. "Really? I don't remember."
Rao Jie eagerly pulled out her phone and began searching for Li Zhaofeng's wife's Weibo account, where she had started writing food reviews.
After thinking for a moment, Rao Jie felt it might be a bit abrupt, but she still wanted to try reaching out to them for advice from Li Zhaofeng. After all, he had studied culinary arts at a specialized school in Europe for quite some time and should have valuable insights.
Since they had met before, it wouldn't hurt to ask.
So Rao Jie sent a private message on Weibo to Li Zhaofeng's wife, explaining her situation. She just hoped for a reply soon.
"Why are you asking them? I can look it up for you later; it's not like I can't find it," Wu Rong said somewhat defensively.
Rao Jie smiled and replied, "They're professionals, so their advice will definitely be more specialized. But I'm not putting all my hopes on them; after all, we don't really know each other well. It's just worth a shot. I'll still do my own research later."
"Just make sure not to contact that guy privately..." Wu Rong muttered quietly.
Rao Jie didn't catch what he said and asked him to repeat it.
Wu Rong simply said, "We're almost there. Where do you want to get off?"
Rao Jie looked up and realized he had already arrived at the neighborhood near his home. After some thought, he decided it was better to keep his distance for now. The community was bustling with people, and he had yet to formally introduce Wu Rong. If someone spotted them together and mentioned it to his parents, it could lead to complications.
As Rao Jie stood at his doorstep, he felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him; he had almost forgotten that he hadn’t been home in months. His emotions were a tangled mess as he stood there, dreading the cold treatment he might face from his family. Yet, they were still family, and if he could endure it, he would. Taking a deep breath, Rao Jie knocked on the door.
It was opened quickly by someone inside.
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