Feng Mian looked at the white canvas. She wondered what she wanted to paint because she certainly hadn't thought that far. In the past, she just wanted to paint anything around her because she didn't have the chance to. Now that she had the time, she wondered what kind of art she wanted to make.
If she just wanted to paint whatever she could see, it would be easy because she only needed to look while painting.
However, it would be easier to take a picture with video if she wanted to memorize it all.
'What do you want to tell, Feng Mian?'
Stepping closer to the canvas, Feng Mian lightly touched the surface. It was rough yet soft, a type of expensive canvas that she would never dream of having in the past.
"Madam?"
"I'm not sure."
Butler Lou blinked his eyes. He looked at Feng Mian as his brain began to spin. "Madam, I might not know much about art, but I know that you usually have a message you want to convey through painting, right?"
