Sheng Congzhi looked at him, "You don't know? Seems like it wasn't you who received it."
The shop assistant nodded vigorously, "Not me."
"It's okay," Sheng Congzhi said. "I'll go ask Uncle Shi."
With that, he walked outside.
The shop assistant had just breathed a sigh of relief when the voice of Shi Yiming came from outside, "Eldest Miss."
He happened to be passing by and encountered her in the corridor.
"Uncle Shi, you've come at the right time," Sheng Congzhi repeated the matter.
The shop assistant hid behind the door, his heart pounding with nervous guilt.
Especially when Shi Yiming looked at him...
He withdrew his gaze, hung his head, and didn't even dare to breathe.
"It should have been put away," Shi Yiming's voice rang out. "Like this, I'll have someone look for it first, and you can continue drawing a new one."
Sheng Congzhi nodded her head, "Okay."
The next second.
