119 must be because my physics is not good enough. _1

When Bai Lian was downstairs,

Jiang He finished his meal and hopped off the stool to go upstairs.

Jiang Fulai leaned casually against the chair-back, his mic was on, but his video was off, his face expressionless, as He Wen was making a literature review presentation with an all-English PowerPoint slide on the large computer screen.

Yu Guang noticed Jiang He, but Jiang Fulai paid him no attention.

Jiang He looked down and slowly poked at his watch, occasionally glancing at him.

Jiang Fulai realized something was off with this guy, so he muted his mic, tapped his fingertips on the table, and gestured for Jiang He to come over.

Jiang He sat on one side, still engrossed in his watch, ignoring him.

Jiang Fulai: "..."

Jiang He's dark eyes turned towards the tea in front of Jiang Fulai.

Very well.

Jiang Fulai flipped a cup out with one hand, poured some for him, stood up, and placed it in front of him with a tug of his lip, "Drink."