After hanging up the phone, Yin Ci raised her eyebrows to look at Liu Ju.
"Who just said they would leave the art association if I could get a painting from Jiajun of the Jian family?"
Liu Ju's face turned pale, and she could not stop trembling.
Her comment was a provocation, she had no idea that Yin Ci and Jiajun of the Jian family had a special relationship.
"You never said that you were Jiajun's real sister, I was only joking. I wouldn't have said that if I knew."
Liu Ju, with a pale face, attributed her ill-intentioned provocation to a joke.
"A joke?" Yin Ci sneered disdainfully, her icy tone making Liu Ju shiver.
"But I really hate jokes. I don't want to see you at our art association in the future, hope you understand what I mean."
Without looking at Liu Ju's ugly face, she finished her words and left.
"I will bring the painting when I get it, I have to go now."
"Take care."
Li Zhengren, pleased that Yin Ci resolved a big problem, personally saw her off.