Wang Xiangyun didn't hear their conversation but she stared at that painting and her heart twitched intensely.

Some things always just turned out differently than one hopes. In pain, she muttered in her heart, Did she attract your eyes? Or your heart? You could even paint her face just from your memory.

Ming Yan looked at the shop assistant as he took the painting to the workroom. It wasn't clear what he was thinking but he followed behind him. He needed to keep watch over it with his own eyes.

Little Tian saw this and muttered softly, "Does he really need to guard it so stringently?"

She felt Ming Yan was doing this because he was protecting it against her lady. This was really just too much!

At this time, Wang Xiangyun stood up and went straight to where Ming Yan and the shop assistant were.

"My lady? Where are you going?" Little Tian immediately followed her. She frowned and muttered in her heart, Does my lady still want to go tear up the painting again? But that bastard Ming Yan is there, how will she succeed? Moreover, wouldn't this make him hate her more?!

Ming Yan heard the sounds of footsteps. He turned his head sideways and saw it was Wang Xiangyun and Little Tian. He let out a, humph, and didn't hide his disdain for them.

In response, Little Tian looked at Ming Yan furiously. What kind of attitude was that?

Wang Xiangyun, however, didn't care. He went straight beside the worker and looked at the painting Dongfang Ming had just finished.

"Miss Wang, I hope you won't do something that oversteps your bounds again!" Ming Yan stepped over and coincidentally blocked Wang Xiangyun's path, not letting her go near.

When Little Tian heard him, she wanted to protect her mistress and scold Ming Yan. However, Wang Xiangyun said, "Overstep my bounds? Ming Yan, what right do you have to say something like this to me?"

As she spoke, she even continued to walk forward. She didn't believe Ming Yan dared to do anything to her or touch her.

Err…

Although he knew she was thick-skinned, he didn't know that she would actually do something so shameless!

Ming Yan's ears were slightly red as he took one step back. "Miss Wang, my status is inferior but master has entrusted me to protect the painting so what is wrong with giving Miss Wang a reminder?"

What he meant was, the only thing she had was her higher status. If his master hadn't instructed him to, he wouldn't have bothered to waste his breath with her!

It was natural that Ming Yan would instinctively back away when her breast was so close to him! After all, Wang Xiangyun was a grown woman who scored ten in both her face and her figure. Not only was her face outstandingly beautiful, but her figure was also unbelievably good. After all, it was forbidden for a man and woman to have physical contact and he didn't want there to be gossip.

Wang Xiangyun became much less angry when she heard Dongfang Ming mentioned.

She rolled her eyes at him and pushed him to the side. "I'm just going to take a look, that's all."

As she spoke, she went and stood near the worker and watched as he nimbly framed the painting.

Ming Yan only relaxed when he saw that she didn't make any other moves. However, he still kept a close watch on each and every one of Wang Xiangyun's movements.

She looked at the painting, and Liu Duo's smile was so sweet it could even make other people smile with her.

Wang Xiangyun looked at it and, for some reason...why did it seem like she was laughing at her for not being able to get what she wanted? It offended her eyes and she really wanted to tear out Liu Duo's smile!

She frowned, turned around, and went out. She was afraid she wouldn't be able to endure it and would tear it up!

"My lady?" Little Tian felt she really couldn't figure out her lady's mood as it kept on changing.

When Ming Yan saw the two of them leave, he muttered softly to himself, She is always so pretentious and unreasonable. There is no way master would marry you! Besides your family and your good looks, you really have no other merits.

After muttering, he turned around and watched relaxedly as the worker framed the painting...