Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"But no matter whether you're a man or a woman, when you're young, you do feel that material possessions don't matter. As long as you have someone to rely on, that's enough."

"But in the end, people live their lives for themselves. If there's a chance for you to shine, why live under the spotlight of others? Don't you think so?"

Su Chen remained silent. He didn't care about this.

He had no expectations of majoring in finance and had no interest in it. Metaphysics was his interest, and dealing with ghosts was so much fun.

After death, one can obtain good things that mortals cannot obtain through merit.

"But I still..."

Guo Cheng waved his hand, interrupting him before he could finish his words.

"No rush. Take the information back and think about it. I'll give you three days. If you agree within three days, I'll add your name."

"After three days, it will be assumed that you have given up automatically. I will choose someone else to go. Do you understand?"

Su Chen nodded: "I understand. Thank you teacher for giving me this opportunity. I will think about it when I get back."

"Well, go back."

Su Chen returned to the classroom with a thick stack of materials, still a little confused. He then took out his mobile phone and opened a search. His eyes lit up when he saw the videos.

Well, let alone the financial knowledge competition in previous years, when it ended, I felt really excited just by looking at the photos.

Wang Hao sat aside, stretched out his hand to take the information, stretched his neck to glance at it, and said in surprise: "Su Chen, are you going to participate in the competition?"

Su Chen came back to his senses and hesitated, "I don't know. I haven't decided yet whether I should participate or not."

"Go, for sure you'll go for such an honorable event."

"...Haozi, why are you so excited? I'm not in this industry. Those numbers give me a headache."

Wang Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, and said unhappily, "Being bothered by numbers didn't stop you from getting first place in your major."

Su Chen touched his chin, looking proud: "Ah, there's nothing I can do. Having a high IQ and a photographic memory is also a burden. But I'm a little interested now. Why don't we go and have some fun?"

"Of course, if you want to go, go ahead. The Queen won't restrict your freedom and will give you enough respect."

"Where can you find such a good wife? If it were someone else's, they would probably want to control her to death, afraid that she would not shine. In this respect, your queen is extraordinary."

Wang Hao reached out and patted his shoulder, saying righteously, "Go ahead, win a championship medal and give it to the Queen. Who knows, I might even give you a villa."

"The Queen loves giving people tangible gifts. She's truly generous. I fully support you going."

Su Chen thought about it seriously and made up his mind.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try. I'll keep this a secret from Wushuang for now. I want to give her a surprise, a big surprise."

Wang Hao hummed, patted the thick stack of information with his hand, and looked at him with sympathy: "Before you get surprised, you still want to see how you can remember so much information."

"It's okay. My photographic memory is pretty simple."

"...Great, you're full of hatred. Stay away from me. I don't want to play with a gifted dog."

The two played around for a while, and then the bell rang.

Su Chen was holding the documents and preparing to go back, walking along the small woods. He heard a low shout behind him, so he stopped and turned around.

Qi Yurou ran forward with a red face, took out a pink letter from behind her and held it up, saying shyly, "Senior Su, please accept my letter."

"…Sorry, I already have a wife."

"I, I know, but I still want to tell you that I really like you. Even if we can't be together, I don't want to have any regrets."

“You can collect it and throw it away, but can you collect it again next time.”

Qi Yurou mustered up the courage to look up at him. Her eyes were red and tears were welling up in them, as if they were about to fall any moment.

She choked up and said, "Please, Senior Su, fulfill a dream I had when I was a student. Can you wait until I'm far away before throwing it in the trash can?"

When Su Chen heard this, he felt a little reluctant, so he reached out to take it and looked into her surprised eyes.

He explained, "Okay, your letter has been delivered. You can go back now. It's time for me to leave too."