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Mr. Yu: “Humph!”

Doctor Sun: "Hmph!"

The two of them snorted at him at the same time and ignored him.

The waiters were busy one after another, and one carefully prepared dish after another was placed on the table. The last one was the chestnut cake that Mr. Yu had been looking forward to for a long time, which was finally served carefully.

As soon as this chestnut cake appeared, it instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. The whole cake was round in shape, and the outer layer was covered with a thick layer of sweet chestnut cream. The cream was like delicate silk, and the unique aroma of chestnuts filled the air.

The lifelike scroll shape at the top of the cake is particularly eye-catching. This scroll shape is carefully crafted with icing, with clear lines and perfect details, as if it were a real open ancient book, with the words on the pages just simple decoration.

"Is this, a pastry?" Xin Zhaoliang widened his eyes and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. His eyes were fixed on the chestnut cake, full of curiosity and anticipation.

"Can cakes be made like this?"

As everyone was amazed, Xie Wanxing stood up and walked to Mr. Yu's side. She leaned over and said, "Teacher, I will replace wine with tea today."

Tang Ze was also following behind Xie Wanxing at this moment, holding the cup nervously in his hand.

Xie Wanxing reminded with a smile: "Teacher, you have to hold up your cup!"

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Yu responded quietly and picked up the wine glass on the table.

Xie Wanxing gently clinked the glass in his hand with Mr. Yu's: "Teacher, I wish you a happy birthday!"

"Thank you, Xing."

After clinking glasses, she turned to look at Tang Ze with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

Tang Ze's movements were indeed a bit slow, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he slowly moved the cup in his hand over, and his cup gently touched Mr. Yu's glass. The "ding" sound was much weaker than the sound of Xie Wanxing and Mr. Yu clinking glasses before.

"Teacher, I wish you a happy birthday!"

"Okay, Xiaoze." Mr. Yu was a little touched. He looked Tang Ze up and down. He didn't expect that he could clink glasses with him today. "Teacher, I hope you are well."

"Disciple understands, thank you, teacher."

"Teacher, please distribute the cake!" After Xie Wanxing said this, the clever guy next to him immediately understood what he meant, walked up briskly and handed over a ceramic knife specially used for cutting cakes.

Mr. Yu took the knife and said, "Okay, then I'll cut the cake!"

Xie Wanxing acted as a technical advisor. Although Mr. Yu had eaten a lot of cakes, he usually had them cut into pieces or in small pieces. This was his first time cutting cake.

The ceramic knife in his hand slowly cut into the cake, and the chestnut cream was delicately separated. With one cut, the soft cake base and the chestnut pulp mixed in it were revealed.

"The first piece is for you, Old Zhao." Mr. Yu cut the cake and looked at Old Zhao and said, "Thank you for writing to me. I received a good disciple like Ah Xing."

Xie Wanxing quickly handed over a clean plate and said, "Yes, thanks to Grandpa Zhao, I have the honor of becoming your disciple."

She held the cake and handed it steadily to Mr. Zhao.

"Oh, what an honor! Thank you for meeting me, Brother Cheng. I'll be at your service then." Mr. Zhao's face was full of joy. He took the cake and said, "In fact, if I had known earlier, Ah Xing should have been my disciple!"

"The second piece, Axing, give it to your master." Mr. Yu cut another second piece and whispered to Xie Wanxing.

Xie Wanxing nodded in surprise and immediately handed the cake to Doctor Sun, fearing that her teacher would regret it.

Doctor Sun was also a little surprised: "Thank you for meeting Brother Cheng."

Not bad, not bad! It seems that there is hope for her two teachers to reconcile!

Cutting the cake is indeed a physical job. Mr. Yu couldn't cut it anymore after cutting a few pieces. Manager Zhuang was quick-eyed and immediately ordered his servants to come forward to help.

Xie Wanxing also helped cut a piece and placed it in front of Tang Ze, saying softly: "Brother, try it, this is made by my mother."

"Okay." No matter what Tang Ze did today, no one else would be surprised. He took a bite of the cake and nodded at Xie Wanxing, "Mm, delicious."

"Brother, please leave later. I'll write you a prescription. When you go back, find someone to get it. One dose a day. If you have time, you can come to my house and I'll give you acupuncture to relieve the pain. I don't know how far I can cure it, but it's better than it is now." Xie Wanxing was trying so hard to coax him, and her expression was really hard to resist. She tilted her head slightly and continued, "Brother, remember to come."

"Okay." Tang Ze raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and responded softly.

Mr. Yu sat aside, eating cake leisurely, his eyes inadvertently fell on Xie Wanxing and Tang Ze, taking in the whole scene. Watching the interaction between his two disciples, the expression on his face gradually became thoughtful.

Mr. Yu knew Tang Ze's situation very well. He had been accompanying him to study since he was a child. His symptoms had never been relieved. Even the eldest princess was often worried about whether he could successfully get married in the future.

But now, Mr. Yu clearly saw that Tang Ze had no intention of rejecting Xie Wanxing. Not only that, the communication between the two was natural and harmonious.

Both of these disciples are so outstanding, although there is a big difference in their family backgrounds. Xie Wanxing comes from a farmer's family, while Tang Ze is of royal blood and has a noble status.

However, because of Tang Ze's troublesome quirks, the eldest princess would naturally not be too demanding about her son's family background for the sake of her son's lifelong event. What's more, Xie Wanxing was his disciple, so the eldest princess would give him some face.

Just now when Xin Zhaoliang mentioned the matter about Tang Ze and Xie Wanxing, Mr. Yu instinctively denied it, but now that he witnessed the interaction between the two disciples with his own eyes, he really had some different thoughts in his mind.

It would be a good thing if these two children could be together. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Mr. Yu's face involuntarily. He gently picked up the teacup, brought it to his mouth, and slowly took a sip of tea.

Xie Wanxing was just curious about the case of her second senior brother. After all, she had never seen a patient with such severe mysophobia as Tang Ze. Little did she know that in her teacher's eyes, the name of her and Tang Ze's child had almost been chosen.