"It's you who wanted to compete with me for it, that painting is mine!" The girl's tone became urgent, and her voice sounded strange, as if she were crying?
Like a child asking for candy and not getting it, they start to cry like this.
But, is she a child?
Qiao Chengxun laughed coldly and indifferently, "On what basis do you say that painting is yours?"
The girl took a deep breath, seemingly suppressing some emotion, and said hoarsely, "I know the two people in the painting."
Qiao Chengxun's cold eyes narrowed slightly. She knew the people in the painting?
He subconsciously clicked on a photo stored in his computer. It was a promotional image for "Off Topic".
The little girl in the painting had a round little face, delicate and endearing features, and her deep black eyes shimmered with specks of light, tear-like but not tears. Her lips, like cherry droplets of water, were slightly pursed, lifting into a smile that was not quite a smile.