Ji Ziyin was angry at Lu Yiming for handing the painting to Qiao Nian, but he seemed dissatisfied with her.
Ji Ziyin forced a smile and took a sip of her coffee. "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you this time. Just say that she stole the painting! Elder Leo knows her personality, so he shouldn't suspect anything. We grew up together. No matter what, I'll protect you!"
Lu Yiming pushed away the glass in front of him. He did not want to go along with her hypocrisy anymore. He raised his head, which was not as handsome as Lu Zhi's handsome face. "This is the independent continent, not Country M. It's not their place to criticize here."
Ji Ziyin suddenly put down her coffee cup. The bottom of the cup made a crisp sound as it hit the bone plate. It showed how shocked she was.
Lu Yiming stood up gentlemanly and paid the bill. Then, he said, "Qiao Nian also told me to say
she stole the painting. But I don't want to do that.
