Take Your Time To Love Me

"Mr. Zhou, in fact, I just sketched casually. Sometimes I have an idea in my mind, and I habitually record it."

Nancy knew that if she stole Linda's thunder in front of Ken, Linda would be angry, so even if tomorrow was her deadline, she had to pretend to be indifferent. After all, Linda liked this.

As expected, Linda looked much more relaxed after she said that.

"It's a good habit. Well, you can go out first. I have something to talk with Linda alone."

The corners of Ken's mouth curved up slightly, and the handsome look between his eyebrows was particularly obvious, like the spring breeze in March.

Nancy nodded thoughtfully and left Linda's office.

The right side of her face was still burning.

However, no matter how many grievances she had, she could only swallow them all and pretend that nothing had happened.

That night, Nancy stayed in the company to work overtime. The lights of the Design Department were on until late night.

As she bent over her desk, lines repeatedly appeared before her eyes. She depicted everything that she had imagined in her mind.

"I've finally finished drawing the draft."

The next step was to color the draft, which was also the most important part. Coloring was like the punchline to the whole design. In addition, a combination of Chinese and Western styles was required this time. In this regard, Nancy should control it well.

But now, her eyelids had begun to fight. The high-intensity mental work was most likely to make people feel tired.

At this moment, Nancy felt that there seemed to be a sound of leather shoes rubbing against the floor behind her.

She was a little confused. Would there be anyone else in the company at this time?

She frowned and shook her head. Maybe she misheard. Maybe she was too tired.

of accomplishment by using the company's resources to complete the work you haven't

that it was not an auditory

it was Ryan.

he here at

twitched and she

there any rule in the company that employees are not

tone was soft, but for some reason,

always showed her strongest side, as if it

mouth curved slightly, but there

that he had seen someone working so

in the company now, it was

no one could be more

when you work overtime, you turn on all the lights in the Design

what he meant. In other words, in Ryan's eyes, what she had done was to

clearly that it was not the case, it was normal for him to think

misunderstood me. I didn't

Nancy murmured.

lit design floor makes me think the whole department is working overtime

didn't want to believe

darkness, which was a sequela left

the prison would be a little dark. In such an environment, Nancy had no sense

know how she had overcome the fear of the past three years. She only knew that from now on, she would never have the feeling of almost getting suffocated

all this

tell Ryan that Vicky's biological mother was a

course

Mr. Jin.

turned out to be like this, Nancy naturally knew that she should take a step back. There was

late. It's not easy to