...
Inside the suite.
Wang Xin's family looked around.
His wife complained, "Apart from pretty decorations, this room is no different from other five-star hotel suites. We've really run into a rip-off today."
"I think it's okay."
Wang Yue plopped down on the couch.
She didn't have the slightest awareness of being a die-hard fan, just considered it as footing the bill for her idol.
Wang Xin said, "Alright, as long as our daughter is happy, let's rest early."
His wife disagreed, "No way, I have to see their painting. They talked it up so much, where is it?"
"You look by yourself."
Wang Xin was not interested at all.
He headed straight for the bedroom.
However.
As he passed through the corridor, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the wall on his left!
"What is this..."
Wang Xin's gaze froze!
On the wall.
The painting that spanned nearly the whole wall, quietly sitting behind a pane of glass.
Standing in front of this painting.
