[Hey, are you not going to do anything? She's definitely plotting something!]
"If she's so determined to bring herself to an end, you can't stop her even if you tried." Gu Xiqiao stuck one hand into her pocket while the other held the papers that she had rolled up, walking slowly and calmly as if she didn't care about what happened to the oil painting in the slightest.
Gu Xijin had used her paintings to become celebrated in the art scene in her past life, and damned if she let her do so again! If she did so…
Hm, a phoenix that had its feathers plucked out came to mind.
When she returned to the art studio, Gu Xijin had already left, leaving the art studio untouched as if no one had ever come in. Seeing this, Gu Xiqiao smirked and packed up her art equipment to leave, when her phone rang again, and it was Jiang Shuxuan this time.
