Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration novel Chapter 386

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Xu Anyuan smiled slightly, "That’s right."

This year’s Cloud City Art Exhibition was organized by Boss Qiu.

It invited renowned individuals from around the world.

Only the most central display spot was left, and after other ambitious oil painters knew that Murong Qiyue was participating, basically no one dared to come.

After all, securing that display spot from the talented young lady, Murong Qiyue, was just too difficult.

Those established painters didn’t dare to come forward; if they lost to a younger person, wouldn’t that be a loss of face?

Therefore, Murong Qiyue could make such a statement.

Neither Xu Anyuan nor Evelin found anything wrong with Murong Qiyue’s words.

Evelin, holding a document, saw Ye Shaohua casually carrying a wrapped oil painting. The look of superiority she usually had turned somewhat sympathetic when she looked at Ye Shaohua.

Although it seemed that Ye Shaohua was luckier than her and Murong Qiyue, for having married Xu Anyuan, in reality... Ye Shaohua was the most unfortunate and pitiable one.

She was Xu Anyuan’s special assistant, fully capable, and Xu Anyuan would never lay a finger on her; after all, losing her would not be a good thing for the Xu Family.

And not to mention Murong Qiyue, Xu Anyuan protected her as if he was safeguarding something precious.

Only Ye Shaohua had been cleanly divorced, and now it was heard she couldn’t even return to the Wei Family, and had even resigned.

Thinking of this, Evelin’s look towards Ye Shaohua became even more pitiful.

She gave Ye Shaohua several glances before picking up a file folder and leaving.

Ye Shaohua was somewhat baffled by the assistant’s unpredictable glances. However, she didn’t mind it and simply handed the document bag over to the event organizer’s assistant.

Seeing this, Xu Anyuan frowned deeply, "Has she gone mad with poverty? Her mother said she studied oil painting in high school, but majored in finance in college, and now she dares to submit a painting to the exhibition? Is her brain not functioning properly?"

Murong Qiyue didn’t pay much attention to this minor character that she could squash with one hand. She casually said, "Perhaps she knew I studied oil painting and resigned on purpose, hoping to make a strike, but oil painting isn’t something that can be mastered overnight."

The two of them jeered line after line.

At this moment, the door to the office had already opened.

It was then that Murong Qiyue gracefully stood up from the couch.

A smile was already playing on her face.

"Mr. Liu, I’ll bring the painting over tomorrow," she spoke softly.

Mr. Liu, following Ye Shaohua, still looked a bit dazed. Hearing Murong Qiyue’s voice, he finally snapped back to reality, "Wait, Lady Murong, what did you say?"

Murong Qiyue lifted her chin with a hint of arrogance and didn’t repeat herself.