Shen Qinglan's expression paused. The other party even knew about this competition, as well as the art exhibition next year; it seemed they knew her affairs very well.
For some reason, Shen Qinglan felt something was amiss, as if something was beyond her control.
Shen Xitong, seeing Shen Qinglan downcast and silent, thought that Qinglan was only envious that she knew Leng Qingqiu, whom Qinglan did not know. The smile in Xitong's eyes grew even more triumphant.
Actually, Shen Xitong didn't like Leng Qingqiu's paintings, but her family did, and in order to please them, she pretended to like them.
**
In an apartment in Beijing, a woman was holding a cell phone and talking to someone.
"Yes, I've already found an opportunity to meet with the Shen Family, and she didn't suspect my identity, confirming that I am indeed Leng Qingqiu... I understand, I will slowly build good relations with their family."