Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 386: CEO 381 - Heart Like White Moonlight (9) 3 more updates

Chapter 386: CEO 381 - Heart Like White Moonlight (9) 3 more updates

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.

Instead, it was Xu Anyuan, with a frown, who glanced at Ye Shaohua, his brows revealing impatience, and then addressed Mr. Liu, "Mr. Liu, what Qiyue means is that she’ll bring over the painting for the exhibition tomorrow."

Upon hearing Xu Anyuan’s words, Mr. Liu came to his senses.

He paused for a second and then quickly spoke up, "I apologize, Lady Murong, for making you come here for nothing. For this exhibition, we’ve chosen Miss Ye’s ’Heaven’."

Murong Qiyue had already put on her sunglasses, but upon hearing Mr. Liu’s words, she couldn’t help but remove them.

She spoke incredulously, "What did you say? You’re not using my painting? Whose could you possibly use?!"

Xu Anyuan also felt something was off with Mr. Liu’s sudden acceptance of Ye Shaohua, and he knitted his brows, "Mr. Liu, what exactly did you do in the office just now? Aren’t you afraid that Boss Qiu would find out?"

Hearing the two of them speak, Mr. Liu frowned and stepped to one side, "Both of you, please come in and have a look at Miss Ye’s painting before you say anything else."

Ye Shaohua had learned oil painting in her previous world.

Moreover, the system came with attached attributes.

Her paintings might not be as refined as those of a peak master, but she possessed a spirituality that many lacked, and with her experiences across dozens of worlds, just in terms of vision, she surpassed everyone in this world, including Murong Qiyue.

Murong Qiyue had been reborn in this world, always proud of her own identity.

Especially since the superpower users in this world were too weak.

As long as she had enough time to recover her Golden Core, she would disdain all the superpower users of this world.

Painting was just a whim for her, but as a spiritual cultivator, her works contained a celestial aura that ordinary people simply didn’t possess, making them much more vivid than normal paintings.

Naturally, others couldn’t compare to her.

But... she had encountered someone with even more talent and spirituality than her—Ye Shaohua.

Even Xu Anyuan, who didn’t understand oil painting, found Ye Shaohua’s art more shocking.

Indeed, shocking.

It depicted a staircase stained with fresh red blood, each step leading towards the light.

And on the staircase was a girl stepping on the edges of knives, the stairs dyed red with her own blood.

Xu Anyuan didn’t know that his former fiancée could paint. At this thought, a strange feeling surged in his heart.

Before he could think further, Murong Qiyue’s phone started ringing—it was the exclusive communicator of the Dragon Group.

"Number 1 has escaped," Murong Qiyue’s expression became severe, "An Yuan, I may need to leave first."

Xu Anyuan came back to his senses, noticing the Level 1 communicator in Murong Qiyue’s hand, aware of the gravity of the situation. He instantly forgot about Ye Shaohua.

As they were going downstairs, they ran into Wei Zhengxun driving his car.

"Why is Wei Zhengxun so close to her?" Seeing Ye Shaohua get into Wei Zhengxun’s car, Xu Anyuan couldn’t help but frown.

He thought of the oil painting he had just seen and glanced at Ye Shaohua, issuing a caution, "Ye Shaohua, as an ordinary person, I advise you not to meddle with this circle."