章節 72: Little Chief Qin in the Area

"I didn't paint this," Sun Xin sat with crossed arms, watching Yang Pengcheng's changing expression. He couldn't help but click his tongue, thinking, "How did I never realize how ugly he looks?"

Perhaps it was because they knew of the ugly deeds he had done, so now when they looked at him, he seemed particularly detestable. Isn't there a saying that beauty comes from within?

"Not painted by him?" Yang Pengcheng furrowed his brows slightly, his gaze sweeping towards Grandpa Qin and Grandpa Wen. Finally, his gaze landed on the latter. On one hand, CEO Qin was not capable of painting, and on the other hand, he didn't dare to provoke him.

As for this unfamiliar person, he probably wasn't anyone important, so it didn't matter.

He asked, "Did you paint this, CEO Qin?"

While he addressed him as "CEO Qin" on his lips, there wasn't much respect in his eyes.