"Alright, alright, you don't need to worry about me anymore. Look at the time, it's getting late; you should hurry back and get some rest. Thanks for your help. Once I finish my work, I'll definitely treat you to a meal," Ji Yao hurriedly waved her hands, looking anxious in front of the doting Qi Huai'an.
It was so hard to come by a burst of creative inspiration; if he kept delaying her, she would lose her muse.
Seeing Ji Yao's anxiety, Qi Huai'an shook his head helplessly. He didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
Ji Yao returned home, took out her tablet, and quickly worked on her designs.
She cast aside the doctor's admonition to rest well and stayed up all night, immersed in design.
Until the next evening.
When Xu Ye received the design draft from Ji Yao, he had just finished working overtime.
He glanced at the time in shock and immediately called Ji Yao.
"You haven't rested yet, this late? Didn't Qi Huai'an say you need to recuperate?"
