Bu Yonghan's fingers trembled slightly as she held the painting. She had restrained herself from tearing the painting into pieces. She could not destroy the painting now. Otherwise, if Baili Jinchuan pursued this matter, she would have no way to explain it. However, she was extremely angry in her heart. Who was the person in the painting? Who exactly was it?

Nurse Wu walked in and saw the gloomy expression on Bu Yonghan's face. A flash of worry appeared in her heart. ...