As soon as possible?
Old Mrs. Cen’s eyes lit up. “How long is as soon as possible?”
“Keep it a secret.”Cen Shaoqing’s thin lips parted.
Old Cen looked at Cen Shaoqing’s back the same day and shook his head helplessly. “This brat!”
When he went upstairs, Cen Shaoqing closed the door of the study room, opened the computer’s drawing software, and began drawing.
If there were people who knew what was going on, they would definitely recognize that this was a design of a venue.
Time passed by minute by minute.
A few hours later, there was a knock on the door of the study room.
Cen Shaoqing clicked to save the design and said slowly, “Come in.”
His slightly cold tone was a little low.
The next second, Zhou Xiang walked in from outside the door. “Shaoqing.”
“Mom.”Cen Shaoqing raised her head slightly.
Zhou Xiang held a bowl in her hand. “This is the bird’s nest that has just been cooked in the kitchen. Drink it while it’s hot.”