Shen Lan patted Cheng Yanqing's shoulder, laughing as she said, "Don't worry, I, Shen Lan, would never allow myself to die. I still have to take care of my mom and earn lots of money. Plus, I haven't traveled internationally yet, and I still want to play. I don't want to die!"
The world is so beautiful, and she is so young.
Wouldn't death be such a pity?
Upon hearing Shen Lan's words and seeing her expression, Cheng Yanqing couldn't help but smile.
The best thing is that she can think like that.
...
The following day.
Shen Lan went to the studio. The client had mentioned they would meet her today to finalize some details. Until they arrived, Shen Lan worked on designs for other clients.
Chen Yan walked in just as she was focusing deeply, "Shen Lan, Wen Rou insists on seeing you."
Talk about a handful, this woman showing up unannounced, Shen Lan had wanted to talk to her anyway. But surely she wasn't just dropping by out of kindness.
But that's fine.
Let her come.
