The sun rose slowly and shone into the bedroom.
Olivia, who was sitting on a chair, arranged the designs on the table.
She stayed up all night and finally finished the designs.
Two series were completed.
Olivia tidied it up and put it in the folder.
The waste drafts on the table were collected and put into another folder.
She looked at the clock.
It was 7: 20.
It happened to be morning.
Olivia sent a message to Preston, telling him that she had finished the designs and would show it to
him later at breakfast.
Within a minute, he responded.
"Ok, see you in 20 minutes."
Olivia got up, went to the bathroom, took a shower, and put on some light makeup to make herself look
better.
It was almost time after she prepared herself.
She took her bag, cell phone, and documents and then went out.
Preston was already waiting outside, but he was looking at his phone.
Hearing the sound, he looked up at her and said, "Let's go to the restaurant yesterday: Olivia didn't
expect him to be so quick.
She nodded.
"Yes."
They went to the breakfast bar and ordered a bowl of noodles and a bowl of soup dumplings.
Like yesterday, Olivia went to get two bowls of soup.
Then, she handed him the documents.
"Mr.Smith, I have two designs series here.Take a look."
"Yes."
Preston took it and opened the file.
There were two lines in the middle of the first page of the document.
One line was Quiet Blossoming Series.
One line was Passionate Blossoming Series.
The corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably as he looked at the two lines.
It blossomed quietly but passionately inward.
He already distinguished one series from another.
Open the second page...
Olivia drank the noodle soup and the sweet taste flowed into her stomach, feeling warm.
She felt sleepy all of a sudden.
She rubbed her eyes and finished the noodle soup.
But after eating the noodle soup, she was sleepy already.
She propped her forehead up and closed her eyes to allow herself to squint.
The bar was running well, and it was estimated that they would not be able to serve the noodles in a
short time.
Preston looked at the designs of Olivia, and the more he saw, the more his chest vibrated.
He thought that Quiet Blossoming Series was for the slim, and Passionate Blossoming Series for the
fat.
But he was wrong.
Quiet Blossoming Series was for the fat, and Passionate Blossoming Series for the slim.
She didn't mean to emphasize the beauty of being thin and dwarf the beauty of being fat.
It was that the fat beauty was not flamboyant, not gorgeous, but it had its own flavor, so your eyes
couldn't take off from that.
It was like a delicacy, and it'll leave you with a long aftertaste.
This was the real food.
This could be seen in the details of her designs.
Not only that, she had notes next to each design.
Her thoughts, inspiration, ideas, what stood out, and what covered, she wrote it clearly.
Before Preston could finish reading her designs, he was already shocked.
He looked up at the person sitting across him and was stunned.
Olivia propped up her head, her eyes closed, and she was already asleep.
Her eyelashes were thick and curly, covering her eyelids, quiet and gentle.
They sat by the window, and the morning sun shone in and fell on her face, so that the hairs on her
face could be seen clearly.
There was no rejection, and no other emotion.
At this moment, Olivia was like a child, cute and attractive.
Preston's heart thumped, thumped, thumped…
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