She had been working on this painting since March last year. She didn’t expect it to be completed under such circumstances.
Liu Caiyi knew that everyone would be shocked when her painting was completed.
But she didn’t expect everyone to be so shocked.
“Vice president Liu, I’ve finished painting. How much longer do you need?”
At this moment, a light voice appeared in the air.
It was ye Zao’s voice.
Finished drawing?
What the Hell Could Ye Zao Draw?
“I’ve finished drawing too.”
Liu Caiyi’s eyes were filled with disdain. She put down her brush and turned around to look at Ye Zao. Her gaze landed on the painting beside ye Zao, and when she saw it, she was immediately stunned.
Her face was deathly pale.
She was completely dumbfounded.
This, this painting was painted by Ye Zao.
The background was night.
The entire village was shrouded in darkness, and the sky was filled with bright stars.
