C109 Drawing Miao Ban

Time passed bit by bit, and every minute seemed like a long time, Feng Chuchu held her phone and did not know what to do. Send another one? What if Si Yeqing saw it but did not want to reply? Call him? If he was busy with company matters and disturbed him... What should he do? Almost every second, a thought would appear in Feng Chuchu's mind. Even at the most terrifying moment, she was thinking..