Gu Qimiao was the first to speak: "Brother Yan Chen?"
"Hmm?" The man quietly responded.
"Um... do you have a moment now? I want to come over and talk to you about the painting."
Shen Yanchen paused for a moment and asked, "Where are you?"
"I'm almost at your company. If you're busy right now, I can wait for you downstairs for a while."
"Come straight up to my office." With that, Shen Yanchen hung up the phone.
Gu Qimiao paused, then smiled and put away her phone. As long as there was a trace of connection between her and his life, it was enough to make her happy for a long time.
Gu Qimiao stood in the elevator. Since it was already working hours, there weren't many people using the elevator, and she was alone inside, which made her even more nervous in the confined space.
She turned around to tidy her clothes in front of the elevator wall. She thought she should have put on some makeup when she left home this morning. Would it be impolite to go barefaced?
