When Ye Ge entered, he saw Nan Feng looking at the painting. But he wasn't upset or angry, he just calmly walked up to her, "Looking at the painting?"
His tone was very calm, as if the painting had nothing to do with him.
"Yes, who's the person in the painting?" asked Nan Feng.
Ye Ge took the painting in his hands, rolling it up as he spoke, "It's a friend I met when I was a bodyguard. He gave it to me, so I've kept it until now."
Seeing Ye Ge didn't seem willing to share his painting, Nan Feng hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look at it. I thought it was the one I drew before and you put it away. Are you upset with me now?"
Nan Feng felt a little indignant inside, thinking, we're so close now, what's the big deal about looking at a painting?
