If you looked closely, you could still see the clear fingerprint patterns on the trace, which meant that the mark was left by fingers.
Fingers?!
Gan Yuan observed the handprint intently.
His design drafts were not to be touched lightly by others, so these fingerprints must have been left by him. The bleeding seemed to be on the fingertip, had he personally helped her sew and accidentally hurt his finger?!
No... It couldn't be possible. With his status, how could he have sewn clothes for her personally? She must have been overthinking it.
Footsteps approached from outside the door. Gan Yuan hurriedly gathered the drafts in her hands, shoved them back into the drawer in haste, and in doing so, accidentally pricked herself on something inside. She instinctively withdrew her finger, looking into the drawer.
Beneath the draft paper was revealed a sewing box, inside which lay threads of varying shades of blue. What pricked her just now was the sewing needle attached to it.
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