"Yes."
Even after exiting the elevator, Mr. Shi could still feel those two words echoing in his ears.
He was so shocked and wanted to vent but had no idea who to turn to.
Lu Zhengzheng, on the other hand, felt much more at ease. She had confirmed the identity and realized she had directly delivered Sister Xixi's work to the program's special judge. Thus, while still in the elevator, she presented the painting with both hands, completing her mission.
After the elevator arrived, she didn't exit, "Mr. Shi, Sister Xixi is still waiting for me, so I'll head back first."
Mr. Shi raised his eyes and couldn't help but glance again at the roll of rice paper already in his wife's hands, then waved her off wearily, "Go ahead, be careful on the way."