Too Much Money

"Professor He, have you eaten dinner yet? Don't tell me you're just drinking red wine again..." Gu Nianzhi held the phone up as she lounged lazily on the couch.

She was feeling a little stuffed, right after dinner.

All her blood was in her stomach digesting food, so she was feeling rather lethargic.

He Zhichu looked at the glass of red wine in his hand and set it down gently, "I've already eaten. Have you had dinner yet?"

"I just ate, I'm feeling so sleepy." Gu Nianzhi yawned. "Is there something I can help you with?"

He Zhichu paused as he looked out into the night through his window, and asked, "Where are you right now?"

Although Gu Nianzhi knew perfectly well it was none of his business whether she was with Huo Shaoheng or not, still, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at the unexpected question.

Uneasily, she adjusted herself on the couch and answered softly. "...I'm ...I'm at Huo Shao's official residence."