Jiang Xuanxuan was thrown and had difficulty breathing. Her chest ached. How could she possibly be in the mood to look for Wanyue?

This painting isn't hers, so how would she know where the crescent moon is?

That cripple Yu Sijin, why did she have to come looking for trouble today of all days? She's just trying to kill me!

"Go ahead and look for her, Miss Yu." The old man beside her urged, "We all believe you painted this."

"That's right. If your brother is framing you, you can prove it immediately by finding Wan Yue!"

Proof, proof, proof my ass!

Jiang Xuanxuan gritted her teeth, her palms sweating profusely.

Finally mustering up her courage, she pointed to a spot: "Here!"

At this point, you can only gamble on luck.

May God grant her a second chance at life, and may He bless her so she can give Yu Sijin a good slap in the face!

But the next moment, where Si Jin's purple light touched, there was nothing.

Could it be... that the painting was really stolen?

Those around her were stunned and hadn't even realized what was going on when Jiang Xuanxuan shouted out.

"This painting is mine, but there's nothing on it at all! Yu Sijin, you're lying to me, you're lying to everyone!"

"Is that so?" At this moment, the boy stood straight, and the smile in his eyes became even more cold and chilling.

“But I said this crescent moon… is here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the ultraviolet light touched a new spot, where a faintly shimmering crescent moon was clearly visible.

Jiang Xuanxuan's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly felt her legs go weak. After a moment, she couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.

The surrounding jeers and mocking voices, some disdainful and some disgusted, stung her heart with waves of pain.

Because of this incident, people at the art exhibition gradually distanced themselves from her, abandoning her like trash.

Long after everyone had left, Jiang Xuanxuan finally looked up and mustered the courage to look at Si Jin again: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

The woman was in tears, her eyes filled with a mixture of hatred and despair: "Was it all just to see me make a fool of myself?"

“Yes.” Si Jin gripped her cane with both hands, looking down at her. “After all, you look much better in despair than when you’re being pathetic.”

As he spoke, he chuckled softly.

He raised his hand and shone the ultraviolet light from his hand onto Jiang Xuanxuan.

Like a monkey show, he deliberately irritated her eyes, leading her to notice the crescent moon mark above.

After a long while, Jiang Xuanxuan finally reacted and rushed forward like a madwoman, trying to snatch Si Jin's purple light.

But after missing his target, Si Jin smashed the UV lamp directly onto Jiang Xuanxuan's head.

The woman's head started bleeding instantly.

Jiang Xuanxuan shouted, but still hurriedly looked at the UV light.

Seeing the controllable crescent moon mark on the lamp wick, I felt like I'd been tricked, and I was so angry my heart and lungs felt like they were about to explode.

"Yu Sijin!!!" she roared, "You tricked me! You ruined my reputation with a broken lamp!"

"Yes, that's right." Si Jin's eyes crinkled, her smile was absolutely beautiful—

He wanted Jiang Xuanxuan to find out.

The more desperate she was, the happier he was.

"You wait, you wait!" Jiang Xuanxuan glared at the handsome young man in front of her, wishing she could tear him to pieces.

"In a few days, I will hold a press conference with the elders of the art association to vouch for me. They are all authorities, and your little tricks won't last long!"

"Really? Does everything the authority says go true?"

“Yes! What the authorities say goes!” Jiang Xuanxuan said this with confidence.

She knows many veterans of the art association, and they always say that Si Jin has an advantage!

"Okay." Si Jin turned and left: "Remember what you said."

Even after Si Jin walked away, Jiang Xuanxuan remained unable to calm down for a long time.

Why did she have this illusion that Yu Sijin was more authoritative than the Painting Association?

No, you can't think like that. She is Yu Zhiyin now, she is a big shot with countless disguises!

She will definitely ruin Yu Sijin's reputation at the next press conference!

… …

Having thoroughly enjoyed Jiang Xuanxuan's suffering, Si Jin was in a good mood.

On the way home, I even managed to fix Xiao Yao's system.

Not long after returning to the hotel, they spotted Yu Linyuan entering.

The man was still wearing a neatly tailored suit.

Upon entering, fearing that the various smells on her body might make Si Jin uncomfortable, she sprayed on some perfume to cover them up with a light cedar scent.

When she met him, she had her hands behind her back, and her eyes, hidden behind her gold-rimmed glasses, were unusually gentle: "Guess what I brought you?"