C118 Fleeing in Panic

Fu Yunyi looked out of the window. All the maids on the lawn were busy. Fu Yunyi allowed her thoughts to wander. She tried hard to figure out what she lacked in her design, but there was almost no clue. It was already Friday, and she still hadn't finished her design. She had yet to look at the decorating materials. It seemed that this weekend was not going to be a good one