After the hot water was splashed onto the four-million-dollar painting, the Xuan paper quickly blurred, and the majestic mountains instantly turned into a black void.
The four-million-dollar painting was ruined in an instant!
Lou Xi was still holding the red teacup, looking utterly confused and helpless.
She had just felt an external force, and her hand became uncontrollable, causing the water to splash out!
Standing to the left of Lou Xi was Li Ruolan!
"Li Ruolan, you—" Lou Xi turned her head, frowning at Li Ruolan, realizing that bad people always remain bad, never changing.
Li Ruolan took two steps back and immediately distanced herself: "You poured the water out yourself, don't try to blame me!"
"You clearly pushed me—"
"What's going on?" A clear voice came, as Shen Ruozhuo emerged from the inner office, dressed in an off-white simple outfit, full of ethereal grace.
Beside her was a man in his fifties or sixties, whom Lou Xi recognized as a painter with some fame.
