"How are you going, Cousin Feng." Mo Xuetong was invisibly suspicious. She turned around calmly with a smile on the corners of her mouth.

"Cousin Tong, did you come for that painting today?" Qin Yufeng gazed at Mo Xuetong's eyes that were slightly narrowing, and then his eyes involuntary became a little deeper.

This was the first time that Qin Yufeng had openly talked about that painting. He had never mentioned it other than giving it to her. Mo Xuetong did not know ...