Gu Shishi chuckled.

She didn’t care too much whether her identity was kept a secret.

Except that whose painting would worth more money? That of a 60-year-old painter or that of a 20-something little girl?

That question was a no-brainer.

Chen Kexin was stunned as she watched Gu Shishi drew.

As a wealthy young miss who never needed to worry about her allowances, Apple pencil, iPad Pro, the newest Apple phone were nothing new to her. She had played with all of them in the past.

The Apple pen allowed one to draw directly on the iPad and was almost as good as a dedicated drawing tablet.

“Ugh, do you really think that will fly?”

The one who was talking shakily was none other than Chen Kexin.

And she was, right now, sitting inside the car of the Huo’s.

She had been intimidated by the rumors that being close to Big Brother Huo would bring back luck.

But now wasn’t the time to worry about that.

Huo Wencheng was stopped short. “Yes, one more thing, Big Brother. Luo Pingting would like to meet up with you. Do you have time this Saturday afternoon? She wants to take you out to lunch. Said she had something that she wants to talk to you about.”

Siyi raised his brows.

That very unfortunately young miss… she had already greatly annoyed the boss in the past.