"How can you do this?"
The person in charge questioned her with his eyes, "I already know I'm wrong. Can't you just let me off?"
Shi Yaoguang spread her hands, looking very innocent, "I don't seem to have laid a finger on you, did I? Besides, a way out is something one has to fight for oneself."
The person in charge wore a look of misery. He wanted to say that he had tried his best to find a way out, but Shi Yaoguang just wouldn't let him off, which seemed too much.
But faced with Shi Yaoguang's cold stare, he found himself unable to voice his thoughts.
He could only look sullen.
At this moment, two staff members carrying a painting walked by.
Written on the exterior of the canvas was the name Shi Yaoguang.
Seeing this, the person in charge immediately got an idea.
He hurriedly called out, "Wait a minute!"
The two staff carrying the painting looked over, a bit puzzled, "What's the matter?"
The person in charge said, "I want to take a look at the painting you're holding."