Jiang Beiyu's view was filled with a quiet woman, but she was completely naked, holding a pure white cat in her arms. At her feet lay a piece of red blanket, presenting a stark contrast of colors.
When Jiang Beiyu saw her blink, her head, along with her upper body, leaned forward as if she really wanted to break through the frame and come out.
Disappointed, Su Nanzhi glanced at the people around her. If they weren't there, she would have reached into the painting and pulled the woman out for a closer inspection.
Clearly, there were certain rules to this game in the mansion.
As soon as Jiang Beiyu spoke up, the rest of the people immediately crowded around Su Nanzhi.
Infected by Gu Juncheng's fear, the other three unanimously felt that Su Nanzhi, a girl who wasn't even one meter seventy, was incredibly reassuring.
This was probably what they call 'word of mouth' in action.
Seeing several men, each a head taller than Su Nanzhi, hiding behind her was quite a comical sight.
