“Let’s go.”Shu Yan smiled at her, then turned around and got into the car.
Jing xinlei stood in place, stunned for a few seconds before she got into the car unnaturally.
On the way, the car seemed too quiet.
The two women had their own thoughts in their hearts.
As for Jing xinlei, she was wondering if it was time for her to move out of Hao Sheng’s villa?
Or perhaps, after Shu Yan learned of all this, could she and Sheng Hao continue?
When she thought of this, her heart couldn’t help but ache.
When they arrived at the art gallery and admired a few paintings, Shu Yan still asked Jing Xinlei when she was about to buy them.
“Xinlei, which two paintings do you think are better? They are suitable for you and Sheng Hao’s bedroom.”
As Shu Yan spoke, her eyes were still admiring the paintings on the wall.
Jing Xinlei’s line of sight left the paintings and turned to look at the side of her face.
Her and Sheng Hao’s room? Two paintings, one in each room?
