Lang Zongyi looked as if he had already expected Yan Jiu to say this: "Then I'll ask again tomorrow."

Yan Jiu choked.

She felt that Lang Zongyi was the first person who made her itchy to start a fight.

Lang Zongyi pressed his index finger behind his head, making a gesture to stop him from thinking: "Don't think about it, no sparring."

Yan Jiu: "..." How did he know what I was thinking?

The system chimed in with a timely comment: [The host practically has "wanting to cause trouble" etched onto their forehead.]

Yan Jiu was not ashamed but rather proud.

Just as she was about to ask Lang Zongyi what he wanted to talk about, she noticed that Lang Zongyi was walking forward on his own.

It seemed certain that she would follow.

They didn't wait for her at all!

Yan Jiu smiled and said, "He must be single."

System: [Did the host calculate this?]

Yan Jiu: "..." Does this even need to be calculated?

A road that seems to stretch on forever.

The willows along the road rustled.

The streetlights were hidden behind the treetops, and the dappled light and shadows of the trees were scattered on the ground.

The two figures, one in front of the other, were stretched long by the light.

Lang Zongyi suddenly turned around and said, "What does Director Yan think of a compassionate heart that helps the world and saves people..."

Yan Jiu fell behind Lang Zongyi.

She stopped in her tracks as she was sneakily stepping on someone's shadow.

Yan Jiu was made a typical example.

Lang Zongyi's eye twitched, clearly not expecting Yan Jiu to have such a childish behavior.

Yan Jiu immediately became serious: "I have no opinion."

Lang Zongyi raised an eyebrow.

Yan Jiu said solemnly, "If I don't go to hell, who will? It's better to die for a friend than for me. The former is certainly righteous, but it depends on the situation. The latter is criticized, but it may not be without reason. It all depends on the situation."

She casually put her hands behind her back, pretending that the incredibly childish person from just now wasn't her.

Yan Jiu continued the previous topic: "Director Lang probably doesn't know, but even though I often seem unrestrained, I sometimes think that if I were to sacrifice myself like a Bodhisattva and cut off my arm to save someone, would I become an immortal? I'm a really good person."

Lang Zongyi looked at him as if to say, "You seem to have some misunderstanding about good people."

Yan Jiu looked very serious.

Lang Zongyi said, "I don't know if I can become an immortal, but I can definitely become a recipient of welfare."

Yan Jiu: "..." You're good at chatting.

After saying that.

Lang Zongyi stared at Yan Jiu and pondered for a moment.

Finally, he relaxed his furrowed brows and handed a document wrapped in a black leather document sleeve to Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu: "?"

Lang Zongyi feigned nonchalance: "I'll deposit it with Director Yan, and the money will be deducted from my card."

Yan Jiu immediately had no objection.

Fearing that Lang Zongyi might change his mind, she quickly stuffed the documents into her pocket without even glancing at them.