Bab 855: You Lost

Mu Chenyan stood in front of that painting named The Fiery Autumn. She didn't actually have to look or inquire to know who was the painter. It was very obvious. Not just the artist's signature is very familiar to her but also the painting style. It was so damn familiar that it left her in a complex mood.

For a very long time, she continued to stare at the painting without moving her eyes. No one could tell what was on her mind. Once she reacted, she went to find the manager and said, "I want to buy that painting."

The manager wasn't surprised by her words. After all, since the beginning of the exhibition, a lot of people inquired about that painting. But as usual, he had to put on his polite smile and say, "Sorry, but that painting is not for sale."