Song Jia was on her way to Wu Zhang's Mansion. She has recently found out from Wu Zihao that he was a phenomenal painter and it had caught her interest. She wanted to see his paintings. It has not been long since they met each other and and were still discovering things about each other which they were loving a lot. Song Jia had always been interested in paintings. When she was a young girl she has even tried her hands at it but... she sucked.
Now that she came to know her boyfriend was a good painter, she wanted to see it herself. Wu Zhang didn't like displaying his paintings so not many people knew about it, not even Fei Yan.
"Why didn't you tell me that you like painting?" Song Jia had asked him on call when she was in office.
He was quiet for a moment and then spoke, "Zihao and his giant mouth." He didn't need anyone to tell him that it was Wu Zihao who told her about it.
"How does it matter who told me? I am angry that you didn't." She pouted.
