Shu Yu narrowed her eyes. Before she could voice her guess, she heard Zhao
Xi’s slightly proud voice. “That painting was painted by Ah Yun.”
Shu Yu suddenly looked at him. “Did you draw it? Are you Mr. Shanju?”
F*ck, a talent whose painting was worth thousands of gold was actually by her side?
She suddenly rembered the flyer she had asked ng Yunzheng to draw before the shop opened. At that ti, she felt that this person was very powerful. He could draw a beautiful woman with just a few strokes. It seed that he was a master.
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