Can Little One Understand the Paintings?

Old Mrs. Qin smiled knowingly, "Alright, if you find something you particularly like, just let Grandma know, and we'll buy it to take home."

"Mm-hmm!" Qin Sui'an nodded her little head again.

After they finished exploring the first gallery, they moved on to the second.

As they leisurely made their way through one gallery after another, a man in a Zhongshan suit entered the exhibition. His jacket was meticulously buttoned to the top, his posture upright and dignified. The security guards at the entrance seemed to recognize him, nodding respectfully. Before they could speak, he raised his hand, signaling them to remain silent.