"The air by the sea is so fresh. Sometimes I really want to be like my uncle, build a little house by the shore, fish and grow vegetables every day—just relax and take it easy." Tang Qingying murmured with her eyes closed.
Han Qiwu could tell she seemed under a lot of pressure, but as a student, he could only try to comfort her from a different angle.
"The air by the sea is humid; it's easy to develop rheumatism." Han Qiwu said candidly.
"I exercise every day!" Tang Qingying opened her eyes and snorted. "Come on, let's fish for a bit, then have lunch."
Once they reached the shore, the two sat side by side. Looking at the sleek fishing rod in Tang Qingying's hands, Han Qiwu couldn't help but feel envious.
It wasn't just any ordinary fishing rod.
It was a high-grade metal rod that could "fish out money"!
"Mr. Tang, what would you like for lunch?" Han Qiwu asked casually while casting his line.
