I Painted that Painting when I was Young

"That girl must use this painting?" Shen Qian Yun asked with a frown.

"She is in love with this painting and says this is the one." Gu Xiao Xiao bitterly smiled. "Grandma, you should go and rest too. We will find a way to deal with this ourselves."

Shen Qian Yun nodded and left the room. Standing by Gu Xiao Xiao's door, she softly sighed.

The next day, Gu Xiao Xiao left for work in the morning. After Shen Qian Yun cleaned up the kitchen, she went to the study room.

Chu Xiao Xi was on the phone using fluent French. Shen Qian Yun had no idea what she was saying.

"Grandma, you need something?" Noticing Shen Qian Yun at the door, Chu Xiao Xi moved the phone away from her mouth and asked.

"Yes, but you finish what you are doing first."

Shen Qian Yun sat down before the sofa and waited for Chu Xiao Xi to hang up. She then came up behind her and asked straight away, "Girl, did you find the original artist of that painting?"