Once Fu Ying thought things through, she let go.
With truly no heart for studying right now and no idea what else to do—the games she occasionally played had not been released yet, nor did she possess any artistic talents that could soothe her inner turmoil—she pondered for a moment, turned on her computer to look up the BBC, and searched for domestic documentaries. If she could not focus on studying, she could at least watch something related to it.
After watching for who knows how long, Fu Yu suddenly knocked on the door.
Chapter 298