Gu Family.
As soon as Gu Mingcheng returned home, he rushed into his room and began unraveling the rolled-up painting, hanging it on the easel.
He held his breath and focused intensely. With each inch the painting unfurled, the amazement in his heart grew.
By the time the painting was fully spread out and he saw the woman in red depicted in it, Gu Mingcheng was utterly mesmerized.
This was the first time he had captured a character's spirit so vividly, even exuding a lifelike aura.
Just looking at this painting, one could almost feel the woman's smile, as gentle as a spring breeze touching the face.
Gu Mingcheng slowly reached out, but just as his fingers were about to touch the paper, he drew his hand back and quickly spread out another sheet of paper next to it.
Back at Huaming Lake, Gu Mingcheng had lied.
He had finished this painting, but he couldn't bear to give it to Xu Nianhua.
