On the sofa, Yan Xiaye watched Yin Baiyan, who was beaming with excitement, and asked thoughtfully, "Teacher, what are you busy with?"
"Ah, the family has a few jewelry designs planned for release in the autumn, they sent the designs for my review."
With a click of the Enter key, Yin Baiyan raised his face seriously, his chestnut hair gently shaking with his movements, looking exceptionally soft, "Without me, it just wouldn't do. I could spot so many mistakes in a design draft. Look, I've been neglecting our Little Xiaye, I'm sorry, my good apprentice. Are you feeling lonely? You are, aren't you?"
Yan Xiaye looked at that strand of hair and momentarily lost her focus. Many thoughts flashed in her mind, but in the end, she bit her lip and gave a bitter smile, "Teacher, thank you."
Compared to five years ago, how fortunate she was now, that even when she was attacked by everyone, there was still someone willing to stand by her side.
