At this moment, Shang Jing's voice stopped abruptly as he widened his eyes. He only felt his ears buzz, and his mind went blank as he stared fixedly at Qiao Xi's work.
How… How was that possible?
This was actually Qiao Xi's work?
Qiao Xi quickly finished writing, and her tone was still casual. "Mr. Shang."
Hearing Qiao Xi's voice, Shang Jing gradually came back to his senses. His eyes were still filled with surprise, and his body trembled. He was unable to say a word.
Qiao Xi glanced indifferently at him, then put down the brush. Her expression was calm as she said indifferently, "I'm done. Please take a look, Mr. Shang."
Shang Jing widened his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
