Li Tingshen glanced at her coldly. "Why are you with him?"
Ye Qingqiu said matter-of-factly, "We're from the same class and club. Isn't it normal for us to be together?"
Li Tingshen turned around and opened the door to the passenger seat. Ye Qingqiu bent down to enter, but Li Tingshen grabbed her arm.
"What club?"
"Uh… coding."
Li Tingshen narrowed his dark eyes. "Can't you get over this hobby? How long has it been since the popularity has dissipated?"
Ye Qingqiu smiled and said, "I'm quite impressed that I can last so long this time. Perhaps in a few years, you'll have to hire me with a high salary to work for you. Let go of me, it hurts."
Li Tingshen let go of her arm and snorted. "I'm afraid you haven't typed many codes. If you encounter a commercial spy, I'll capture you and force you to confess. You'll sell me in less than two minutes."
The smile on Ye Qingqiu's face disappeared.