Wang Sui sighed with relief, "Is that so?"
Gu Dai nodded, then asked with puzzlement, "I saw a bulge on the portrait. Is it damaged?"
Wang Sui's expression stiffened, a flicker of darkness passing through her eyes. She pushed Gu Dai, attempting to distance her, while saying, "A bulge? What bulge? My painting is perfectly fine; it couldn't possibly be damaged. You must have seen it wrong."
Su Ting confirmed, "There indeed is a bulge."
Aad, having just walked over and heard this, inquired, "What bulge?"
Wang Sui's face darkened and she hurriedly said, "There's no bulge, no bulge on the portrait! There's the birthday banquet in the hall later; let's not waste time here."
Aad, having just been at a disadvantage with Wang Sui, was not inclined to leave so easily. Her gaze quickly swept over the portrait, and she swiftly pressed in the middle of it.
