At the same time, on the other side.
City M.
Li Shengxia's heart skipped a beat as she looked out of the window. The window was tightly shut, and the rain was hitting the window crazily, but no matter what, it could not enter. Why did she suddenly feel flustered?
She looked at the design sketch under her hand. The strokes just now were too heavy, and the entire drawing was out of shape.
She rolled the blueprint into a ball and threw it into the trash can. Then, she pulled out a brand new piece of white paper. However, her heart suddenly shook as if it had gone blank.
A blueprint that was originally satisfactory should be thrown into the trash can and never be given a chance to see the light of day again just because it was too harsh and destroyed the original perfection?
Heavens! Was she crazy or something? Why did he have to think about such a baffling question?
She took a deep breath and continued drawing.
