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"Alright, goodbye, Mr. Smith."
"By the way, try to draw a series of design sketches in this style before coming to me."
"Okay."
Lin Na nodded, "I'll do my best."
"Then goodbye, Mr. Qiao, goodbye."
"Goodbye."
After Smith left, Lin Na was so excited she couldn't contain herself, and she began to talk to Qiao Chutian incessantly, just like before, speaking in a relaxed manner, no longer sharp and cynical, full of sarcasm and resentment.
Qiao Chutian chatted with her as well.
As Lin Na spoke, she unconsciously picked up the flower cakes on the table to eat.
By the time she realized it, she had already eaten five flower cakes and finished a bottle of milk.
Moreover, she only felt a mild sense of distaste.
"Chutian, I actually ate so much and I'm fine, this is wonderful."
She said to Qiao Chutian, tears of joy welling up in her eyes, "I'm finally saved."
"That's great, that's great."
Qiao Chutian was also very relieved.
