Since it was still early, Lian Qingyan pulled Su Yanxi into the mall nearby. Seeing that she was happily trying on clothes one by one, Su Yanxi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is your artist studio that free? Didn't you say that you were preparing to publish a picture book?"
"We've already finished discussing with the publishing company yesterday. I can leave the rest to the others." Lian Qingyan held a dress and held it to her body. She turned around and asked, "Is this dress better, or is that dress better?"
"They're about the same," Su Yanxi replied indifferently and continued to ask, "You said that you were going to get medicine for Auntie. What happened to Auntie?"
"It's nothing serious, just blood pressure medicine." Lian Qingyan smiled and walked to the side to pick on the clothes again. Suddenly, she saw a dress, picked it up and said, "Yanxi, do you want to try it on? You'll definitely look super pretty in this."
