Smoking Pages
As the food arrived, Chen Xinyi wrapped up her notes, sliding them back into her folder with a final, organized touch. "Let's get to the trial room," she suggested, glancing at Li Na. "If you'd like a quick rest, I can request a later fitting slot so you're not rushed."
Li Na gave a small, reassuring smile. "No, that's fine. I'd rather go through it now. I need the team's input, and if I can show them the scene I've envisioned, it'll make the shoot smoother."
As they prepared to leave, Li Na's eyes drifted briefly to her bag, and she pulled out her phone, hesitating as she stared at the screen. It was a small, almost involuntary gesture, but for a fleeting moment, she seemed caught in thought, as if debating something. She lingered, tempted not to silence it and consider leaving the sound on, but after a quiet sigh, she set it to silent and tucked it back into her bag and stood up to leave.