Chapter 342: 342: I am a Chef

Chapter 342: 342: I am a Chef

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At this moment, the girl seemed to notice Cindy for the first time 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 moment but didn’t reveal that Cindy was Cain Velman.

He remembered that Cindy didn’t seem willing to mention this.

“Ah, high school classmates?” the girl said in surprise, “I remember, 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 meet your classmates from Nork City in Belfard.” The girl said.

Ian then said to Cindy, “This is my Academy classmate, Eleanor Ward. Like me, she’s doing an internship at the hospital, but we’re not in the same hospital.”

After a pause, as if afraid of being misunderstood by Cindy, Ian explained, “Today, some of our classmates got together. Since everyone was assigned to different hospitals, we thought it would be nice to meet up and chat about our experiences working at different hospitals.”

Eleanor glanced at Ian, her smile faltering for a moment before turning her attention back to Cindy, asking, “Are you the same age as Ian?”

“I’m not sure, but I think so. We were in the same grade.” Cindy wasn’t very ranunar witn Ian.

So as to whether they were the same age, she really didn’t know.

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 someone with average means.

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 comments online.

However, while the attention to the Pingla Competition was not low, it hadn’t reached the point of nationwide participation.

Furthermore, as busy medical professionals, they certainly wouldn’t have had much time 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..