He Ziyi lowered her head and looked at her sketchbook, biting the tip of her pencil.
Uncle Xiaobao…
If Uncle Xiaobao were to be her human model… hehe…
She laughed, her eyebrows and eyes curved into crescents.
Ziyi packed her things, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and left the campus.
From a distance, she spotted Ayuan's figure.
... If only it were Uncle Xiaobao.
Ziyi sighed, went over to greet Ayuan, and then got into the car.
She didn't have any classes in the afternoon, so Ziyi thought about it and decided to return to Ming Mansion.
After lunch and a nap, Ziyi finally couldn't hold it in any longer and called Pei Yuanchen.
The phone rang for a full half-minute.
Fortunately, Pei Yuanchen finally answered, his low voice responding with a "hello."
"Uncle Xiaobao!" Ziyi held the phone to her ear, excitedly jumping in place, "You finally answered! That's great!"
She was afraid he wouldn't answer like yesterday.
