Shu Wan was attentively looking at the ancient books with a cup of hot tea placed beside her.
"These past two years, I have built a professional research team focused on historical archaeology, so that they can coordinate with you and translate these ancient texts," said Fu Siyu, walking up to Shu Wan's side, his gaze falling on the ancient script, abstruse and unclear.
Shu Wan felt there was no need to trouble others; she could quickly sort these things out if she allocated some time, "It's fine, I can handle it myself. It won't take too long."
Fu Siyu slightly pursed his lips, "Wouldn't it be easier to have someone help with it?"
Fu Siyu rarely meddled in Shu Wan's affairs, and she acutely noticed this as she looked up at him.
Fu Siyu was also looking at her, his eyes deep and distant, and Shu Wan seemed to understand something.
She nodded, "Okay, let's get someone to help."
"Mm," a hint of a smile finally surfaced in Fu Siyu's eyes.
