Ancient Castle

"Move." Xia Wanyuan glanced at Cui Jian coldly.

Cui Jian originally wanted to continue pestering her, but being shocked by Xia Wanyuan's gaze, he suddenly felt guilty and subconsciously moved away. Xia Wanyuan walked straight out.

"Hey, why did Miss Xia leave so quickly? I wanted to ask how she drew so quickly and so well. Young people nowadays are really amazing." Other painters surrounded him.

"You don't know, but I heard that Xia Wanyuan despised the art hotel and refunded her room. I heard that she found a better house to stay in." Cui Jian reacted from Xia Wanyuan's threat and subconsciously wanted to give her a delicate hat.

"What? This art hotel is the best in the area. Listen to her bragging. I saw it when I went back to register last time. The hotel arranged for them to be on the 13th floor. They couldn't stand it and moved away. They probably stayed in some small hotel around here."