Completely unguarded, Yan Xinxin felt as if a sword had pierced through her heart.
Mu Qianshui's meaning was, Mo Chuxi was with her because she resembled Mu Qianyuan?
"Are all these jewelry design sketches? Did you draw them?"
Yan Xinxin was still lost in thought when Mu Qianshui's voice suddenly interrupted.
She picked up the stack of sketches placed on the coffee table by Yan Xinxin and lowered her gaze to study them carefully.
"Lady Yan, you have a real talent for this."
"Thank you."
Yan Xinxin snapped out of her trance to respond politely, but an undeniable discomfort weighed on her chest, inexplicably oppressive.
"I have a friend who's a big name in jewelry design. He's currently looking for apprentices. Would you like me to introduce you to him?"
Yan Xinxin was somewhat surprised upon hearing Mu Qianshui's words.
"You wouldn't happen to mean the mysterious chief designer of Di Jue Group, would you?"
