This house really needs someone to live in it to have some vitality. After Yu Xiaolian finished surveying the newly renovated house, she placed a thick stack of label papers on the small kang table in front of Su Jingchen.
The reason she came so late was because she cut two more batches of blank label papers.
With a free copier, of course, he should write more; the more, the better.
"Where's Su Jingyue?"
"Aunt Li said we lack a lot of things at home, so she went shopping in the street, and Jingyue went along." Su Jingchen said while grinding ink.
As Su Jingchen dipped the brush in ink, Yu Xiaolian took out the label sample paper she brought.
"Should I write like this?"
To make the label paper look high-end and classy, Yu Xiaolian drew golden European-style patterns on the edges of the paper.
Originally, she planned to draw orchids, roses, lilies, and lavenders on separate papers, according to the scent of the gel.
But after trying a few drawings, she quickly gave up.
