Lin Sisi was somewhat baffled by his question, but after pondering for a moment, she replied:
"I am more skilled at painting landscapes. This painting depicts a scene of me and my parents at Fat Lake. I remember that when I painted it, I didn't focus much on detailing the faces but mostly on the landscape…"
As she spoke, she seemed to make a connection and her expression changed, her large eyes blankly staring in Zhang Xiaoman's direction, a hint of panic spreading across her face.
"Is, is there something wrong with this painting?"
A look of "I thought so" appeared in Zhang Xiaoman's eyes, and he stepped back to Lin Sisi's side, whispering:
"The people in the painting, they are looking at us…"
Lin Sisi instantly showed a look of disbelief, glancing around helplessly, her eyes lacking focus.
"How, how is that possible ... I clearly only painted their backs …"
Zhang Xiaoman then said softly, "Don't worry, everything's under control, it won't be able to stir up any trouble."
