C802 The Stock Market Was in Turmoil

Jiang Feifan let go of the hand he was holding Han Siyu with. He held Han Siyu's shoulders with both hands and looked at her with a determined look.

"I will. Don't worry. I, Jiang Feifan, swear to God that if I go out in the future, I will give you a call every day. I won't let you worry."

After Jiang Feifan said this