the most difficult part was to create an exact copy of the work of art.
Even porcelain couldn't produce two identical ones, let alone the art of plastic surgery.
"very good," he said.
The man on the throne curled his lips and then asked indifferently, " "How's your study going?"
Ye ning raised his eyes and immediately exuded a faint air of nobility. He smiled and said, " "I'm almost done."
for a moment, the people around them could not tell if the person in front of them was ye qingqing or ye ning.
this expression was too similar.
"good, very good!" The man laughed out loud,"then I will send you out tomorrow."
Ye ning was a little flustered. After all, she did not expect it to be so fast. but at this moment, there was no other way but to agree.
the man sitting on the throne in the room looked at ye ning as she walked out gracefully. his eyes darkened.
