Her eyes, round with amazement, stared at the dazzling Tang Song.
The phone she had held high had unconsciously dropped.
It seemed that every encounter with Tang Song brought her a new perspective, and afterwards, she was filled with even more regret.
...
Yuhua Business Building, Shangya Clothing.
"Are you done yet? Are you done yet? It's almost noon!" Li Shumin rose from her workstation, rubbing her hands together impatiently.
Yao Lingling exhaled and set down her drawing pen.
She looked at the finished pattern with a satisfied smile on her face.
Turning to Li Shumin, she said, "All set, I've marked all the main and auxiliary materials on it, the paper pattern handover is up to you now!"
Li Shumin giggled excitedly, "No problem! Let's go! Mingxuan has been waiting for us at the front desk for quite a while."
"Let's go," Yao Lingling agreed, beginning to pack up her things.
