"First, tell me what you think?"
Xu Lele didn't really deal with this matter, and now that there's a problem, she wants to check Lian Xinying's idea first.
Lian Xinying just pursed her lips, as if smiling, but couldn't articulate any reason.
"I'll listen to you." Lian Xinying wouldn't say something like 'use my previous design.'
Xu Lele previously criticized Lian Xinying and her work badly enough, and Lian Xinying remembers it clearly.
Lian Xinying isn't the kind to hold grudges, but what Xu Lele said before was too excessive, like a sharp blade crossing over Lian Xinying's heart, leaving a deep mark.
Xu Lele isn't very pleased with Lian Xinying's response.
If Xu Lele had ideas herself, why would she run over to ask her?
Seeing Xu Lele looking troubled and worried, Lian Xinying glanced at the time—nearly nine o'clock.
"Lele, for now, go back and rest! Wait until you have a definite outcome on your side before discussing further. I'll call Xiaonan now to see what she says."
