Wang Xiangyun didn't hear their conversation but she stared at that painting and her heart twitched intensely.
Some things always just turned out differently than one hopes. In pain, she muttered in her heart, Did she attract your eyes? Or your heart? You could even paint her face just from your memory.
Ming Yan looked at the shop assistant as he took the painting to the workroom. It wasn't clear what he was thinking but he followed behind him. He needed to keep watch over it with his own eyes.
Little Tian saw this and muttered softly, "Does he really need to guard it so stringently?"
She felt Ming Yan was doing this because he was protecting it against her lady. This was really just too much!
At this time, Wang Xiangyun stood up and went straight to where Ming Yan and the shop assistant were.
