Shao Shuyang watched them just as they were about to drive away and quickly caught up with them.
The Wan family was well-off, and Wan Jinlun was a returned overseas student. Today, he specifically drove a Ferrari to pick up Ouyang Nuannuan.
"Nuannuan, is it tough running a martial arts school? Do you often get injured?"
Ouyang Nuannuan sat in the passenger seat, looking at the road ahead, "It's not really tough. Now that the martial arts school is on track, I don't need to personally teach, and the fee for entering my class is, well, a bit high."
She didn't lack money; it's just that she didn't like other jobs.
Running a martial arts school gave her something to do and allowed her to teach people some self-defense skills, which she found quite nice.
Wan Jinlun's lips curved slightly upward, "Nuannuan, let's practice together sometime. I learned Taekwondo before."
Ouyang Nuannuan turned her head and sized him up. He looked like a handsome, gentle young gentleman.
