The Supporting Actress Made A Comeback
Chapter 282 - 283: Although not much time had passed, Mo Shu felt as if a lifetime had gone by

Chapter 282: Chapter 283: Although not much time had passed, Mo Shu felt as if a lifetime had gone by

Mo Shu found it uninteresting and quickly returned.

Back at the hotel, Mo Shu yawned.

After dinner, Ji Nan came over with a tablet and said, "Princess, some of today’s photos are already out. The photographer said to let you and Young Master Yu take a look first."

Mo Shu was a bit tired, but hearing this still piqued her interest. She said, "Just put it there, I’ll take a look after my shower."

Yu Siqiao was busy with work and disappeared right after dinner.

Having soaked in the bath, Mo Shu felt somewhat rejuvenated and, with a face mask on, she sat on the sofa and started to go through the photos as Ji Nan handed them to her.

The photographer was specially known for taking documentary photos for noble families. Xing Mengzheng had booked him well in advance to photograph her son and daughter-in-law, and his skills were indeed extraordinary.

Mo Shu looked around and found every photo very pleasing to the eye.

Whether it was the composition, lighting, or the capturing of the scenery and people, everything was incredibly beautiful.

Mo Shu had once considered studying photography but eventually chose design.

Because photography was too expensive.

Now, seeing these photos that looked like oil paintings, she remembered the indecision and weighing up she had experienced when choosing her major.

It hadn’t been long since then, yet Mo Shu felt as if it had been a lifetime ago.

She had only been in this world for a short time, but the sense of belonging it gave her was stronger than what she had felt in the real world.

Was it because of the "Character Value"?

Sao Zha: "That’s only part of the reason. A bigger reason is that you have no attachments in the real world, and just so happens that this world contains what you used to long for."

Is that so...

Ji Nan soon noticed that Mo Shu’s gaze was on the tablet, but her eyes were unfocused, lost in thought.

Not wanting to disturb her, Ji Nan considerately stood aside without speaking.

After a while, Mo Shu said, "You go back to rest. I’m tired."

Ji Nan glanced at the time. It wasn’t even seven o’clock yet. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It’s still quite early. You won’t be able to sleep now. There’s a nice little bar here. How about I take you there?"

Mo Shu was actually quite fond of listening to music.

But suddenly her mood wasn’t very good, and she said, "No thanks, you go ahead. Call me if you need anything."

Alright then.

Ji Nan warmed up a cup of milk for Mo Shu and placed it on the bedside, reminding her to drink it before going to bed and to look for her if she got hungry, before leaving.

Stepping out, Ji Nan stretched her limbs and gave a few instructions to Ji Yun and Ji Ren, who were guarding the door, before preparing to return to her room.

Just then, she ran into Yu Chen coming out of his room. Ji Nan simply nodded at him and pulled out her room card to swipe and enter.

Yu Chen: "Ji Nan."

"Hm?" Ji Nan looked over, expressionless, "Something the matter?"

"How about we go for a drink?" Yu Chen asked with a polite smile on his face.

Ji Nan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

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When Yu Siqiao came back to the room, Mo Shu was drawing.

She glanced up at him when she sensed his presence, but then continued to focus on her sketching.

Yu Siqiao moved closer and saw that it was a jewelry design.

He then remembered that the recent trend that had taken Yunzhou’s jewelry market by storm was the Diamond Forest series designed by Mo Shu.

However, Mo Shu’s drawing today wasn’t from the Diamond series. They looked like casual sketches; a few simple lines suggesting flowers, but not quite flowers—half a loosely outlined flower and half a few strokes forming part of a face.

Quite unique.

And very bold.

Yu Siqiao couldn’t help but be curious. How had she managed to make everyone believe she was a good-for-nothing?