Chen Dingwen chuckled dryly.
"Given your face, what can I say?"
"Come on, why don't you take a shot?"
Chen Ke said awkwardly, "But, I don't really know how to play."
Chen Dingwen immediately perked up.
"I'll teach you, no problem, it's quite simple."
He had Chen Ke stand in front, while he positioned himself behind her and held her arms.
As he explained the essentials, he pressed himself against Chen Ke's body.
In doing so, Chen Dingwen effectively had Chen Ke in his embrace.
Chen Ke frowned in disgust.
She took two steps forward, subtly evading Chen Dingwen's hands.
Chen Ke said indifferently, "How about this, I'll let Yang Fei play a shot with you."
"If he's no good, I'll play with you after."
Chen Dingwen was greatly disappointed, "That caddie mister can play golf too?"
"Not to belittle him, but although golf seems simple, there's actually a lot of nuance to it."
Honestly, Chen Ke didn't know if Yang Fei could play either.
