C197 Sit down

Fu Jiu's fingers rapidly tapped on the keyboard of his computer. The corners of his mouth were constantly reciting words, as if he was memorizing something.

Perhaps he was too serious and Fu Jiu didn't even notice that there was someone sitting beside him. It was only when a chuckle came from the other side that he interrupted Fu Jiu's train of thoughts.

Yin Zixian sat across from Fu Jiu