novelraw Chapter 613: Turmoil (9)
Chapter 613: Turmoil (9)
When Qiao Mo left the mall, she felt a bit dizzy.She had been up the entire night; her eyes were severely bloodshot, and she was carrying a large bag of items, truly feeling an unprecedented hardship.
Yet, she thought, maybe this was a good thing.
After all, she had been quite lucky before, whether due to luck or skill, or perhaps because of Fu Nancheng’s presence. In any case, her journey in the designer career had been remarkably smooth.
So she thought, going through some hardships wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing.
The entire night has passed, and now Qiao Mo had adjusted her mood, found a place to eat a quick bite, and hurried back to the dormitory for a rest.
When she returned to the dormitory, Yu Qianxun was not there.
Qiao Mo couldn’t bother to ask where she had gone; after all, at times like these, everyone was busy running around.
She took a shower, lay on the bed for a while, almost always in a daze between sleep and wakefulness, not sleeping soundly.
However, anyway, at least she got some rest, which made her feel much better.
After lunch, she went straight to the workspace, ready to start working.
Once busy, time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was six in the evening. Dusk slowly descended, the workspace was one person per room, so in the not very large space, it was only her, spending more than half a day here was indeed slightly oppressive.
However, seeing her progress, Qiao Mo gritted her teeth, drank some water, and perked herself up again.
Just then, the phone suddenly rang, putting down the scissors, she hurriedly ran over to take the call: "Hello?"
"Have you eaten?" Fu Nancheng spoke in a deep voice, as always making her feel at ease.
"Uh... yes, I’ve eaten." Qiao Mo scratched her head, telling a little lie.
Mainly, she was a bit unused to the food here; although there was Chinese food, the taste was really not great.
At such a critical moment, she couldn’t possibly run far for a meal, so she really had no appetite.
Fu Nancheng was silent for a moment, and Qiao Mo felt a bit uneasy, wondering if he might see through her lie.
"Where are you?" After a few seconds, Fu Nancheng asked again.
"Huh? In the workspace... construction started today." Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment, then responded.
"Take care to rest." He advised, then hung up, so as not to take up too much of her time.
A brief phone call, but it invigorated Qiao Mo considerably, soon back in the zone, busy once more.
Until around ten o’clock, Qiao Mo let out a light breath, ready to call it a day.
After all, she hadn’t had a proper rest yesterday, and today if she stayed up again, she truly felt she’d be letting the baby in her belly down...
Moreover, dragging it out like this wouldn’t be too efficient; improving efficiency within effective timing would instead achieve greater results with less effort.
Tidying up the desk and toolbox, locking the workspace, Qiao Mo noticed still a few workspaces were lit, she withdrew her gaze lightly, carrying her bag, and stepped out of the building.
The night at this time was a bit chilly, as the cool night breeze blew, she woke up considerably.
By now, it was completely dark; stars scattered across the sky, the area within the competition zone had numerous trees standing, and quite a few streetlights were still lit. The Italian-style architecture, under the embellishment of lights, had a unique charm.
Qiao Mo stepped out of the building, took a few steps.
Seeing the black sedan and the man in front of her, she couldn’t help but pause, her steps unconsciously coming to a gradual halt.