Yan Chiyu attached the canvas to the easel, took two steps back, and carefully examined the entire painting.

"Hmm...it rotated about five degrees again."

“There’s no ghostly aura or demonic energy in this painting.” Wu Yue bent down to look at the painting and reached out to poke the fisherman’s hat on the girl’s head: “What exactly is it?”

"Put up two talismans so she won't move around and cause me trouble."

"Yan Xiaoyu, I possess a fire capable of annihilating everything in the world. No matter the demons or monsters, I guarantee they will all die and be reduced to ashes!"

The two people in front of the canvas were talking back and forth, clearly trying to lure out the person in the painting.

“Getting rid of her would be easy, but I’m more curious about the truth.” Yan Chiyu reached out his hand to the girl who was squatting on the ground.

The long, strong, and sharply defined hand gleamed with a cool, jade-like sheen under the hall's white light, making it exceptionally beautiful.

Wu Yue helped Yan Chiyu to her feet. "Thank you."

Seeing that she stood very steadily, the boy couldn't help but tease her by raising an eyebrow, "Can't you learn from the heroines in idol dramas and deliberately trip and fall into my arms?"

Wu Yue was shocked after hearing this.

"..."

I never expected that little Yan would have such thoughts. Could it be that I haven't given him enough 'love'?

[Yan Mei is being humble online]

[Yan Chi, No Official Status, Imperial Attendant]

[I need kisses, hugs, and being lifted up high to feel better!!]

[Hahaha, is that a devil in front of us?]

Seeing the comments in the live stream, Wu Yue began to reflect on her actions. She paused, then tentatively asked, "Does it only get better with kisses, hugs, and piggyback rides?"

"Okay." Yan Chiyu's face lit up with joy, but the smile didn't last long before it froze.

"Kissing and hugging is fine, but how high do you want me to lift you up?" The girl's eyes were full of seriousness. "Higher than my head, or do you want to go to the roof? Or, to the sky?"

Listen, something broke.

The boy's words stuck in his throat. He walked towards the sofa with a cold face, "Let me see if Xu Xi has gotten that boy's information first."

[This is hilarious! I spat out my milk tea in one gulp!]

[For some reason, I'm reminded of the image of the shaman calling out "lucky koi" to the manta ray.]

[Best of the Day?]

Wu Yue stared at the boy's retreating figure, looking completely bewildered.

These young people nowadays, really, they love to go back on their word. They say they want kisses, hugs, and to be lifted up high, but now that they want to be lifted up high, they don't want to.

What's wrong? Afraid of falling?

Yan Chiyu unlocked his phone, and a prompt to install software suddenly popped up on the screen.

"Raise a Girlfriend" is being installed.

Progress 7%...16%...58%...

During the software installation process, Yan Chiyu was unable to perform any operations in front of the screen.

As soon as Wu Yue sat down, the boy grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms. "Look."

Fortunately, Long Jingyuan went back to his room while they were discussing the painting, otherwise he might have been subjected to a dog food attack.

"Raising a girlfriend?"

Wu Yue stared at the words on the screen and slowly read them aloud.

[Witch God: Death Smile :)]

【My goodness, Yanmei, what are you doing?!】

【？？？】

There must be a reason behind everything.

[Forced software? ?]

[Um... just kidding, I want one too]

“I suspect this painting is the culprit.” Yan Chiyu showed no humility whatsoever, but remained very calm. “Slacker, do you remember when Xu Xi stopped that boy, the boy said—his girlfriend was inside.”

Wu Yue's thoughts shifted slightly, and she replied at the opportune moment: "So the girlfriend he was referring to might be this painting."

Before Yan Chiyu could speak, a sweet voice that could make a man weak in the knees suddenly came from the phone.

"Hello brother, my name is Qingchu, and I'm your girlfriend starting today~"

Almost as soon as the word "brother" came out, Yan Chiyu immediately shoved the phone into Wu Yue's palm.