Knitting a scarf for the man she liked, Gu Qimiao meticulously chose the yarn in the knitting store, carefully feeling its texture and learning about it for a long time before making her decision.
At the gallery, after refining the painting from yesterday, she had a bowl of rice noodles for lunch outside, quickly finished it, and then picked up the knitting needles to start knitting.
She had knitted many scarves for Gu Moming and herself before, so her technique was quite proficient. However, compared to her previous hasty work, this time she was much more meticulous.
Even if she saw a small strand of yarn sticking out, she would have ignored it before, but this time she pulled out the needle, unraveled several rows, and started again.
She strived for perfection in every stitch.
People walked in and out, but it didn’t affect her concentration at all.
Fang Shaobei pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw her curled up on the sofa next to the window, he quickened his pace toward her, but she didn’t notice anyone had come in.
Gu Qimiao shuddered, turned her head to see him, smiled without any embarrassment of being caught slacking off by the boss, and said with a smile, "I’ve finished all the work. Just waiting for the exhibition to start."
"Knitting another scarf for your brother?"
Gu Qimiao blushed slightly and smiled, "No."
Seeing his slightly teasing raised eyebrow, Gu Qimiao hastily explained, "For a friend."
Speaking of friends, Fang Shaobei immediately thought of Shen Yanchen. Seeing her with this juvenile infatuation, he chose to keep some things unsaid.
"There’s a private gathering tomorrow night, I need a female companion."
Gu Qimiao pouted, not pausing her knitting, and responded in a somewhat resigned tone, "Got it."
"But Boss Fang, shouldn’t you find a girlfriend? Always coming to me for gatherings."
Fang Shaobei laughed, "Keep an eye out for suitable girls for me."
"Tch, aren’t you acquainted with plenty of girls!"
Someone outside came looking for him, so he turned around and said as he walked out, "Remember, keep tomorrow night free for me."
At around five in the afternoon, Shen Yanchen packed his things and left work.
Before leaving, he went to He Ye’s office and said, "Prepare the materials for tomorrow morning’s meeting."
"Brother Chen, you’re leaving early again!"
Shen Yanchen didn’t respond, instead asked, "Has that set of clothes been delivered?"
"Oh, yes yes! It was delivered around noon." He Ye quickly stood up and handed him the light blue paper bag from the side, he took it and turned to leave.
He Ye, looking wise, followed behind him and said, "That’s right! Give the little girl something and she won’t be upset. Next time there’s a quarrel, consult me first. My IQ isn’t as high as yours but my emotional intelligence is better. You..."
"Bang—" Before he could finish, Shen Yanchen shut the door in his face.
He Ye pouted and touched his nose, "Doesn’t know how to date but too proud to ask for advice, what a person."
This time when he went to pick up Gu Qimiao, she was standing at the spot where he had dropped her off in the morning. Initially, he didn’t notice, the car passed her a little before he saw her in the rearview mirror, immediately stopping the car.
She recognized his car too, jogged over, opened the door and got in.
"It’s too winding inside, and I happened to have no plans this afternoon. By the way..." She opened her bag and took out the partially knitted scarf, asking him, "Do you knitting style? If not, I can learn a different one."
Shen Yanchen glanced at it, not expecting her to be so proactive. He had only mentioned it that morning, and she started knitting in the afternoon. He didn’t understand much about these things, as long as she knitted it, it was fine.
"It’s good, keep it ."
She smiled with crescent eyes at his words, "I’ll try to finish it quickly for you."
Shen Yanchen nodded, his gaze flickered to the light blue paper bag on the back seat, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately said nothing.