"Why so polite? You already call me sister, so you're my little sister." Chen Cuihua gave her a quick once-over to make sure she was alright before asking, "What's all this on the floor? Tell me you didn't stay up all night drawing?"
Nan Fei scratched her head embarrassedly, "I completely forgot!" She had locked herself in her room upon getting home yesterday, absorbed in her drawing. She had no idea what she had ended up sketching.
And she had bought these tools for making money, but now she had used up all her drawing paper in one night!
Looking at the paper spread out all over the floor, Nan Fei felt bad. She was short on money to indulge in her hobby, and using all this paper to draw portraits, that's ten dollars a piece!
She shouldn't let herself succumb to her past.
Chen Cuihua noticed her upset expression but decided not to press. She squatted down and randomly picked up a piece of paper, her eyes growing wide at the sight.
