The days gradually calmed down, and there was no news about Shen Yanchen during this period. There was so much to learn about the drawing software that every day was fulfilling.
On Friday morning, Gu Qimiao had just arrived at the studio when Xiaoxiao sneaked in, looking a bit nervous.
"Gigi..."
"You're skipping class again, Xiaoxiao."
Xiaoxiao walked over with a dejected look, took off her backpack, opened it, and took out a blue-striped box. Gu Qimiao recognized it; it was the tie they custom-ordered that day.
Xiaoxiao handed the box to her: "Gigi, tomorrow is his birthday. You take this and give it to him."
Gu Qimiao was taken aback and then asked, "Why don't you go yourself? You bought it. How can you let me deliver it?"
Xiaoxiao pouted in grievance: "I'm afraid he doesn't want to see me. If he knows it's from me, he definitely won't accept it. Gigi, please help me, just say it's from you."
"In that case, giving him the gift has no meaning..."
