When Qiao Mo left the mall, she felt a bit dizzy.
She had been up the entire night; her eyes were severely bloodshot, and she was carrying a large bag of items, truly feeling an unprecedented hardship.
Yet, she thought, maybe this was a good thing.
After all, she had been quite lucky before, whether due to luck or skill, or perhaps because of Fu Nancheng's presence. In any case, her journey in the designer career had been remarkably smooth.
So she thought, going through some hardships wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing.
The entire night has passed, and now Qiao Mo had adjusted her mood, found a place to eat a quick bite, and hurried back to the dormitory for a rest.
When she returned to the dormitory, Yu Qianxun was not there.
Qiao Mo couldn't bother to ask where she had gone; after all, at times like these, everyone was busy running around.
She took a shower, lay on the bed for a while, almost always in a daze between sleep and wakefulness, not sleeping soundly.
