028 Useless mud that can't be plastered onto the wall!

Afternoon.

The An Family home was quiet, with only Lin Chuxia and An Mingzhu at home.

"Chuxia, are you in there?" An Mingzhu knocked on Lin Chuxia's bedroom door.

Inside the room, Lin Chuxia was biting the end of her pen, pondering over the color scheme of a painting. Hearing the noise, she had to put down her pen and go to open the door.

"What's the matter?" Lin Chuxia didn't understand. She and An Mingzhu didn't have a particularly good relationship, so why did this person always like to pretend to have deep sisterly affection for her?

It was fine when other people were around, but now that they were alone, didn't she find it tiring to keep up the act?

"Chuxia, are you feeling upset?" An Mingzhu craned her neck to see what Lin Chuxia was doing, but Lin Chuxia was blocking the doorway, almost completely obstructing her view.