"Oh, so that's how it is."
Upon arriving at the open-concept dining area, Qin Yun suddenly froze upon seeing the painting on the wall, standing motionless.
Grandma Lu quickly came over, checked it out, and gave her comment, "This painting isn't bad."
Qin Yun, looking at the painting, slowly nodded, "I also know the owner of this painting."
"Is that so?" Grandma Lu looked carefully at the signature below the painting, "Nangong... Nangong what?"
Qin Yun took a deep breath and enunciated every word, "Nangong Ye."
"Oh, Nangong Ye." Grandma Lu nodded her head, didn't think much of it, and walked away with her cane to look at something else.
Qin Yun stood there for a long time without moving.
