Mo Yichen, who always liked to be in control, hated the feeling of not being able to grasp what was on her mind when he faced Han Jinchu.
He chose to ignore the last sentence.
He changed the topic." I've seen your drawing. It's great. Keep it up. You'll definitely succeed.""
"Really?" Han Jinchu smiled and looked at him. Suddenly, he realized something and the corners of his mouth froze." You…" Have you seen it?"
"Yes."
"That, that, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean to draw you, it's just that this is an assignment given by the teacher, I, I just want to finish it well."
She couldn't let him know what she she thought about him. What if he hated her?
"I'm standing right in front of you." Mo Yichen held her shoulders as he spoke," If you like to draw me, I can be your model anytime. When you become famous in the future, you can collect the model fees.""
