Si Nian instinctively ripped the bag off her head, seeing the man before her, her eyes filled with surprise. The man stepping out of the car was none other than Gu Mingyu.
The man paid no heed to Si Nian, as if she simply didn't exist. He turned to the people around him, "Where are the things?"
A few seconds later, Si Nian saw a pile of paint cans arranged in front of her.
Even from a distance, she smelled the odor of the paint.
"Gu Mingyu, what are you planning to do?"
At this point, the man finally looked at her. Seeing the panic in Si Nian's eyes, a faint smile appeared on his face, a smile that was dangerously sharp.
"What I'm going to do, you'll know soon enough."
"Didn't you just love throwing paint at others? Today, I'll fulfill your desire."
Having said that, the man turned to his bodyguard and ordered, "Not a single drop of this paint should be wasted."
"Yes, sir."
