Van Gogh's sunflower?
Qiao Nian had learned art. Just from his description, she knew which painting he was talking about. She was just a little surprised that Leonard was interested in famous paintings.
He did not look like a man with a passion for art.
"What does he want this painting for?"
"To present it to someone," Mo Dong answered quickly. "The spy heard him call someone once and said he wanted to present this painting to an important person."
Qiao Nian's eyes darkened. She tapped her knee as she thought about something.
Seeing that she went quiet, Mo Dong did not say anything else and focused on driving.
The black pickup soon arrived at Qiao Nian's place.
He stopped the car at the intersection and asked her worriedly, "Miss Qiao, do you need me to send you up?"
"I'll go alone." Qiao Nian unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car with her bag. Then, she waved at him coolly and left.
