"Who goes online and remembers all this stuff? I think I'd better stop talking. There must be a huge pit ahead waiting for me," Qi Yi had an ominous premonition.
"Don't explain," Yan Yan said with a delighted smile. Seeing Qi Yi had caught on, she couldn't keep up her serious act anymore.
"To explain is to cover up, to cover up is to feel guilty, to feel guilty is to have done something wrong," Qi Yi continued for her, saying what she was about to say next.
"Hahaha, not bad, Xiao Qizi, you're now well-versed in your master's schemes~" Yan Yan manually gave Qi Yi a thumbs up.
Yan Yan took out a gift for Qi Yi from the wardrobe: "If you did something wrong, then you have to accept the punishment. Try on your gift."
Yan Yan handed Qi Yi an article of clothing.
Yan Yan had a very good foundation in drawing and design, and her hand-drawn drafts were often used by teachers as examples and for their collections.
