C275 Stupid Idea

Luo Yixiao seemed to have expected her to say this.

"Tell your husband, what's the result?"

Chen Fuyue ate a piece of cake and proudly raised her head. "As a result, we'll know tomorrow."

Luo Yixiao said she was naughty and then asked her to go to the table to watch.

He was not writing, he was drawing.

The girl in the painting was none other than Chen Fuyue