C1014 Gu Wang's Interlude 131 Our Daily Life

The lights were dim, and a beautiful back figure was still on the table. Zhao Yinuo rubbed her temples and continued to modify the design on the paper. For some reason, she couldn't tell what was wrong with the design this time. She kept feeling that something was not right. She raised her head and looked at the clock on the wall.

It was already midnight. She sighed lightly. In the past few days