"Have you trained before?"
In the pitch-black room, Sheng Jianan suddenly spoke. Tang Yanqi was startled and realized what he was asking. She lightly opened her lips, "Yeah, I joined a club when I first entered school."
"Taekwondo?"
"No, Sanda."
In the dark room, Tang Yanqi couldn't see the expression on Sheng Jianan's face, so she didn't know that the man was currently slightly raising the corners of his mouth while frowning.
He hadn't expected her to have trained in Sanda; a girl who would go train in Sanda was quite interesting.
At the same time, he felt a twinge of heartache. A wealthy girl who trained in Sanda — one could imagine what her life was like.
The night grew darker, and Tang Yanqi didn't know when she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes again, sunlight was already streaming through the gap in the curtains.
Groggily, she reached out and touched something warm and pliable.
