Seeing that Ding Yuejun agreed, Qin Aimin was very happy.
"Boss Ding, let's finalize it this way. I'll go back now and have our director draft the contract. Once we sign, we'll start discussing the costume designs."
"Okay."
Ding Yuejun nodded with a smile.
After Qin Aimin left, Ding Yuejun didn't stay idle. Instead, she began sketching ancient costume designs based on her ideas. After working for a while, she realized it was getting late. She greeted the store employees and hurried to the market.
Today, her daughter and Fei Erya were both at home, so she needed to buy more groceries and prepare a good meal for them.
Because it was already late, Ding Yuejun walked a bit hastily. She didn't notice what was behind her while crossing the street. When she heard the screech of brakes, she felt someone pull her wrist back.
Although she stumbled, she was fine. When she turned around, she saw Pei Wu's somewhat tense face.
