Wang Yao was left reeling by her words, not daring to argue at all. He could only keep looking at Ye Qing for help.
The girl tugged Wang Yao's ear and shouted angrily, "If you don't explain this whole Pokéblock business to me today, you haven't heard the last of it!
"Every day, you go on about making me noodles, making me noodles. To hell with your noodles! Don't you know I hate eating noodles more than anything?"
Her ferocity scared Ye Qing into taking several steps back. He pulled a golden Advanced Pokéblock from his pocket and said, "You really have misunderstood Wang Yao. Look, would anyone give a Pokéblock of this quality to someone as unimportant as me?"
"An Advanced Pokéblock?"
The girl knew quality when she saw it. After thinking it over, she agreed that someone was unlikely to give something of this quality to her boyfriend's friend.
After all, Advanced Pokéblocks couldn't be mass-produced. People hardly had enough for themselves, so why would they give them away?
Seeing this, Wang Yao immediately straightened his back. "Zhang Wenwen, see? What did I tell you? I told you it was a misunderstanding! How could I possibly be fooling around with other women? I, Wang Yao, am not that kind of man!"
He then adjusted his collar, still looking somewhat indignant. "Allow me to formally introduce my best buddy, Ye Qing, a Trainer with his very own Milotic!"
"Milotic?"
Zhang Wenwen's eyes lit up at this, and Wang Yao successfully diverted her attention.
There wasn't a woman who wouldn't like a Pokémon like Milotic.
Feeling a little uncomfortable with the praise, Ye Qing changed the subject. "By the way, what are you two doing here?"
Wang Yao sighed helplessly. "What else would we be here for? The Trainer assessment,