Ever since Murong Qiao and Shen Xi went to Yan Xiu's design studio to avoid the rain that day, Xiao Gu, who had been working at the front desk, realized that there was a regular customer in the studio.
"May I ask about this design…" Shen Xi's questioning voice sounded not far away.
Xiao Gu put down the work in her hand and walked over as if she was used to it. "These are not for sale. If Young Miss Shen wants to buy some, I'll send you a message when the boss releases the new products."
Although that was the case, Shen Xi still came to the studio regularly.
Moreover, ever since the storm stopped that day, when Shen Xi returned home, the servants who had been taking care of her realized that their Young Miss was often distracted.
She looked like she was in a daze. No matter how one looked at it, she looked like she was in love.
"Young Miss? Young Miss?" The servant called out a few times.
