"Are you sure?"
"Do I look like someone who's joking?" Ning Sheng was stunned.
Lu He smiled. Of course not.
He just didn't expect Miss Ning Sheng to throw money at Jiang Yina. What kind of operation was this? Perhaps they were men who did not understand the thoughts of little girls. At first, he really wanted to, but later on, he felt that he had underestimated Miss Ning Sheng.
"Forgive me for being blunt, but what do you want that painting for?"
Lu He asked.
Ning Sheng held his chin and said thoughtfully, "I just feel that this train station is very similar to the train station in Mr. Zhu Ziqing's 'Back'. I can't buy oranges for Miss Jiang, so I can only buy this painting."
Lu He: "…??"
He had not gone through nine years of compulsory education, so he naturally did not know what it meant.
She also did not know that Miss Ning Sheng wanted to be Jiang Yina's father.
He was so outstanding.