1669: Her First Language

Her First Language

Mi Er was Ye Tingyun's secretary. The secretaries and assistants in the office had all passed a selection. They had been chosen since they were in high school and were nurtured all the way until they became Ye Tingyun's secretary or assistant. 2

MISS had spent a lot of money and time on them in order to win over their loyalty and capabilities.

They were willing to serve the Second Master. From the moment that they were chosen and their fate turned around, they had been serving Ye Tingyun. They only had two rules to follow: first, be loyal; second, do not fall in love with Ye Tingyun.

If they fell in love with Ye Tingyun, they must leave.

Three secretaries had already left. One of them, who started to develop a liking for him, held a lightning marriage in order to stamp this feeling out and keep her job. They were all Ye Tingyun's most loyal companions.

Not a lot of people in the MISS building knew about the Emma security system. When Mi Er chose Emma, she had also considered it. She had seen little Emma before. When choosing an assistant, she needed to choose one who would appeal to Ye Tingyun. Hence, she noticed Emma in the crowds immediately. In addition, she was extremely capable. Even if she did not have such an appearance, Mi Er would still choose her.

She chose the right person, right?

Second Master had been lonely for so many years. He only had a laptop as a companion. He needed a lively, warm human, not a mere laptop. When they saw him date, eat, and sleep with his laptop, treating his laptop like his girlfriend, they were heartbroken.

Mi Er thought she must have chosen the right person.

This Emma might possibly walk into Second Master's heart.

Wei Ling thought that they have indeed unknowingly benefitted from an unexpected course of events. How great! That short-legged and rough shortie would be chased away quickly. Hahaha, who told her to stab the Second Master?

If she did not stab the Second Master, he might possibly have thought that she was a little cute.

Haha!

Ye Chu attended an afternoon's worth of lessons. The professor was extremely satisfied with her growth. Ye Chu had received a high score for the test and submitted a decent examination script for their one-to-one teaching.

The professor was extremely satisfied.

Ye Chu was happy herself too.

"You actually know French?" The professor was calling his wife earlier and had been using French. Ye Chu understood every single word and even commented that he was a good man.

"I do." Ye Chu scratched her head. She understood everything. She initially assumed that she only understood simple phrases used to flirt with girls or fight with and compliment others because people rarely spoke French in front of her. Hence, she misunderstood that she only knew a limited amount of French. However, she understood everything that the professor said.

The professor thought that it was incredible. This girl had so much trouble learning English, but she understood French?

The professor read a story using French, and Ye Chu re-narrated the core of the story without changing anything. He was shocked. She got everything correct. "Your foundation for French is good!"

"Really?"

Ye Chu laughed happily too. She did not know if her foundation was good. Anyway, she could understand him.

"Then, do you know how to recognize French words?"

"I don't. I'm blind," said Ye Chu without even skipping a beat. The professor also remembered that she was blind. "Do you want to learn French?"

"Yes." Ye Chu's thoughts were also very simple. For some reason, she was very affected by Hai Lun saying that she was uneducated, rough, and ill-mannered. She thought that learning more things would always be good.

The professor tried to narrate a more advanced French thesis paper and discovered that Ye Chu understood everything. Her foundation for French was numerous times better than for her English. It was as if French was her first language.

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