I Can't Accept This!

The wind was warm and the sun was warm.

In the Group's Great Blending Room, Yi Xia was currently reading the records in the notebook, lost in thought.

For the past few days, she had been experimenting with the flavor of elegance. Although the proportion wasn't wrong, she didn't know why, but the taste she brought out wasn't what she wanted at all.

She couldn't help but furrow her brows in distress. Just what had gone wrong?

"What kind of problem could cause my genius disciple to reveal such a vexed expression?" A mocking laughter was heard.

Yi Xia looked back at Yang Hsingchen, and said with a helpless expression: "Teacher, don't tease me."

These days, Yang Hsingchen had simply wanted to flaunt and praise her to the heavens. He would feel a lot of pressure when he was showing off to others, wouldn't she?