C78 He's Dead

"You, a scholar of Chinese literature, are going to study finance?" Song Jiu turned his body with his back facing her. This was too unrealistic. "Think of something else!"

"Ai!" Chen Yu's face was now filled with worry.

"Why don't we stay here for a few days to eat and drink to our heart's content so that he can put his heart and soul into his work?" Song Jiu comforted her