Ye Chen felt that fate was sometimes a strange thing.
Tang Yan'er was originally just an ordinary university teacher. Now she suddenly has a billionaire father.
"Hello, Teacher Tang. My name is Ye Chen."
"Ye Chen? You're here to protect me, aren't you? What do I need to do? I'll cooperate actively... Let's talk while walking."
Tang Yan'er's voice was very pleasant, with a sweetness in its softness.
Combined with her enchanting face, she could almost charm any man.
Ye Chen nodded. This girl's temperament was nice; he had initially worried about encountering a spoiled girl.
The two walked side by side in the campus.
Although Tang Yan'er appeared delicate, Ye Chen had a feeling this girl had a tenacious spirit.
Especially with Tang Yan'er's very steady pace.
"Miss Yan'er, you've practiced martial arts, right?" Ye Chen asked casually.
"Yes, I've practiced Taekwondo, black belt," Tang Yan'er said with a smile.
