How Is This Woman So Thick-Skinned?

When the shop assistant heard her, he finally understood why Wang Xiangyun tore up the painting. His anxious heart also sank.

Ming Yan heard her and scoffed in his heart, How is this woman so thick-skinned?

However, Dongfang Ming ignored her and looked at Ming Yan, his eyes saying, Why are you still standing there? Didn't I ask you to go over and see if the painting has been framed?!

Ming Yan saw the anger in Dongfang Ming's eyes and understood the message. He turned around and went to the workroom where the paintings were framed.

He initially wanted to see how his master would answer Wang Xiangyun's question. However, he didn't want to receive this seemingly normal glance that was actually extremely strict and severe.

"Miss Wang, I don't want to repeat things I already said too much. Also, please stop crossing my line!" Dongfang Ming waited until Ming Yan, who initially wanted to stay and watch the spectacle, left before opening his mouth to speak neither happily nor angrily.