Speaking of pretty little skirts, Evelyn Qin had a lot of them in her mind, but when it came to copying them, she was at a loss.
Obviously, she could redraw any of her original plant designs, no matter how detailed or complex, just like a divine wood spirit. But when she wanted to draw a pretty little skirt, she had no idea where to start. She could only draw a few lines and then it was so ugly that she cried.
He shook his head, crumpled the design into a ball and threw it into the Mu Ling trash can. The mouth of the trash can closed and directly digested it. It was very thorough and a great way to deal with the dark history. It would never be seen by anyone.
After contacting Lucas Shangguan and asking her to help find a fashion designer, Evelyn Qin got up and left the room.
Professional matters should be left to professionals.
The yard outside was piled with the shark fins they had collected, and there was a steady stream of fishing boats traveling between the sea and the small fishing village, transporting boatloads of shark fin trees.
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