Shang Jingchen couldn't help but feel curious when he saw a massive painting several meters long and over two meters high hanging in the lobby, covered with a gauze. He said,"What a large painting is hanging in the living room. It must be gorgeous. Why is it covered?"
Gu Yan was momentarily taken aback, his gaze landing on the massive painting. He lowered his eyes in silence for quite some time.
"This is a wedding oil painting we had done when my wife and I got married."
"It must be beautiful. I would like to admire Mrs. Gu's grace too. Why isn't she appearing today?" Shang Jingchen was very curious about the woman who married Gu Yan when she was only seventeen, recalling Yang Xiuxu's words.
He wanted to know what kind of exceedingly brilliant woman she was that made Gu Yan love her so much.
Gu Yan turned his head to the side, his voice turning cold: "Crown Prince Shang, this is my personal matter. Please do not mention her in front of me."
