"Professor?" Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao set down the spoon in her hand and gazed calmly at Jiang Shuyi, "I don't quite understand what you're saying..."

—I was careless.

Wen Yao was not someone who made mistakes easily. On the contrary, she rarely made errors and often left herself room for error. 

However, she never imagined she would make such a mistake.

"It's just that you just mentioned 'undercooked'," Jiang Shuyi explained after thinking for a moment.

"I've only ever had undercooked congee once..."

The only ones who knew Jiang Shuyi had made undercooked congee were her college self, who had made undercooked rice, and Wen Yao, who had eaten that bowl of congee.

By mentioning the undercooked part, it indicated that she knew Jiang Shuyi wasn't the same Jiang Shuyi anymore.

It also confirmed that she was indeed her professor.

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