The girl approached Ye Chen with a smile, even though she wore heavy makeup, it was clear she was only around twenty years old.

Just as Ye Chen parked the car here, the girl had already noticed.

Seeing the sports car from a distance, she knew it was expensive.

Anyone driving such a nice sports car must be rich.

As the girl was about to walk over, she noticed Ye Chen had already headed towards the school gate. Wearing high heels, she couldn't catch up in time.

She even felt a little disappointed, as she missed the chance to approach this wealthy man.

Now seeing Ye Chen coming back, how could the girl let such a good opportunity pass?

Seizing the moment when Ye Chen was looking for his phone, she walked over quickly.

When she reached the car, the girl unceremoniously picked up the bottle on the car roof and started drinking.

The girl's action took Ye Chen by surprise; it was the first time he'd encountered such a girl.

"Miss, isn't it inappropriate to drink someone else's beverage without permission?" Ye Chen said angrily.

"Oh my, handsome, I didn't mind it, so why are you?" the girl retorted coquettishly.

Truth be told, the girl in front of him was stunning; even with heavy makeup, she was striking, and her curvaceous figure was hard to ignore.

Ye Chen had seen countless beauties, but even if this girl was pretty, her behavior had left a bad impression on him.

Finishing her sentence, the girl handed the bottle to Ye Chen, saying, "Sorry, handsome, I'm returning this to you, you drink it."

It wasn't just the sports car that attracted the girl but also Ye Chen's looks.

She thought it would be delightful to be intimate with such a handsome man.

Ye Chen didn't take the water the girl offered, instead, he looked at her disdainfully.

If it were any other man, he'd be thrilled to have a beauty approach and flirt with him.

But Ye Chen's expression made the girl quite uncomfortable.

For the first time, she felt ignored, and it gave her a sense of defeat.

The more he acted this way, the more she wanted to conquer Ye Chen.

Seeing that Ye Chen wasn't happy with her actions, the girl didn't retreat but instead went around to sit in the passenger seat.

It was the first time Ye Chen had met such a persistent girl; he was at a loss, unsure of what to do.

He couldn't just leave the car with her and go to class, that wouldn't put his mind at ease.

"Hey handsome, let's go for a ride," the girl said with a smile.

Standing by the car door, Ye Chen looked at the girl and said, "Miss, we don't even know each other, please get out of my car, I have to go to class, I don't have time for games."

"Handsome, you may not have time for games, but I do, besides, classes are so boring, why waste precious time on them," the girl teased with a smile.

"Miss, I'm not joking, please get out of the car or I'll call the police," Ye Chen was genuinely angry this time; dealing with such a woman was truly exasperating.

"Don't scare me, handsome, I'm afraid, and I have a name, you can call me Yingying," the girl said sweetly.

She put on a pitiful expression, as if Ye Chen was bullying her.

Ye Chen was at a loss for words, wondering what he'd done to encounter such a persistent woman.

Seeing the handsome guy not speaking, Yingying continued, "I've told you my name, out of courtesy, should you tell me yours too?"

"Ye Chen," Ye Chen said, looking at the girl unfazed.

Every man who met Zhang Ying would be entranced, but Ye Chen seemed indifferent, and she was determined to take on the challenge and win him over.

In Zhang Ying's world, men were visual creatures, and she couldn't believe she couldn't win over Ye Chen.

"Brother Ye Chen, let Yingying keep you company today, okay?" Zhang Ying said in a coquettish tone.

Seeing the girl's attire, Ye Chen knew what she was about, lamenting that a good girl wasn't on the right path.

Ye Chen wasn't one to fawn over women or take care of their emotional baggage; he didn't want anything to do with such a girl.

He knew that girls like Zhang Ying were vain and chased wealthy men like adhesive bandages, hard to shake off.

With so many beauties around him, Ye Chen wasn't interested in Zhang Ying's type at all.

Since he couldn't persuade her, Ye Chen decided to leave the car behind.

He figured it wouldn't matter if he abandoned the car, just to avoid any contact with such a girl.

As she watched Ye Chen walk away, Zhang Ying hurried out of the car; she didn't want to cling to that car.

Zhang Ying knew that anyone who could drive such a luxury car must be extraordinary, and the car wasn't her ultimate goal.

If she could win over a wealthy man like Ye Chen, villas and luxury cars would be hers.

The life of a wealthy lady was one step closer, making Zhang Ying very happy.

But saying it was one thing; she had to catch up with Ye Chen first.

Zhang Ying had never chased a guy before; this time, she would get a taste of pursuing a man.

She stalked after Ye Chen in her high heels.

Initially, Ye Chen thought he would be safe once he reached school, but he didn't expect Zhang Ying to follow him.

He looked at the security guard at the gate, wondering if the man was blind for not seeing Zhang Ying come in, or if he was enchanted by her.

But Ye Chen didn't know that neither assumption was correct; Zhang Ying was also a student at the school, just a year ahead of Song Xiaoxiao.

This was Zhang Ying's last year before graduating.

"Ye Chen, wait for me," Zhang Ying called out breathlessly from behind, shouting constantly.

Ye Chen had no intention of stopping; he wanted nothing to do with the girl trailing behind him.

Besides, he was here to register at the school, and he didn't want to have any negative news circulated.

If word got to his father-in-law, they would certainly have a talk.

"Ye Chen, if you don't stop, I'll scream and say you're harassing me," Zhang Ying panted, unable to keep up. Seeing Ye Chen getting further away, she was anxious and angry, so she resorted to this tactic.

Ye Chen quickly stopped at her words, knowing it would be impossible to clarify such accusations and not wanting any misunderstandings.

Seeing him stop, Zhang Ying grinned triumphantly.