Lin Shiyin looked at Ye Chen with a face full of admiration and said.
"Mr. Ye, I really didn't expect that not only are you so skilled at writing poetry and playing the piano, but you also have such a high level of calligraphy."
Ye Chen looked modest and said.
"Miss Lin, you overpraise me, I just know a thing or two."
Ye Chen had said this kind of thing before, and Lin Shiyin felt that the man in front of her was really too humble.
Now saying it again, Lin Shiyin also felt a deep admiration for Ye Chen from the bottom of her heart.
She hesitated for a moment and asked.
"Mr. Ye, are you really a delivery person? I don't feel like you are."
Lin Shiyin voiced the doubts that had been in her heart since she met Ye Chen.
She felt that it was impossible for a delivery person to have such high accomplishments in so many areas.
But looking at Ye Chen's dressing style, he did seem like a delivery person.
