Coming out of the bathroom, she habitually walked to the dressing table and sat down, ready to comb her hair.
One thing is missing from the desktop.
What about the golden step she painted?
That was the sample she drew when she wanted to learn how to make some headgear by herself and buy it online.
It took her two nights to draw it.
Haitong was combing her hair with a comb while looking for her painting.
I searched for a while and couldn’t find it.
“How could it disappear? I put it on the dressing table, and no one has entered my room…”
She remembered what Zhan Yin said. She fell asleep last night, and he kept her awake so he carried her upstairs.
He has been in her room.
But, what she painted was a golden step, Zhan Yin is a big man, it is impossible to take her golden step away, besides, it is a painting, and it is not real, so he has no reason to take her away painting.
Aunt Liang has followed her in the store since she came to work. Even if she came back last night, Aunt Liang probably wouldn’t have thrown away her painting as waste paper, right?
Haitong thought for a while, and didn’t call Aunt Liang to ask about it. It was just a painting, so there was no need to ask Aunt Liang the day after she came to work, as it would be easy for Aunt Liang to misunderstand.
Big deal, she spent another two nights painting a new one.
Thinking of this, Haitong went to make breakfast first.
Zhan Yin didn’t sleep last night, and he still has to go to work today, Haitong also prepared a cup of coffee for him.
When the couple had breakfast together, Haitong asked him, “Mr. Zhan, when you sent me back to my room last night, did you see the painting on my dressing table?”
Zhan Yin looked up at her, but didn’t answer right away, waiting for her to continue.
“I think the simple weaving crafts are a bit monotonous, so I want to add some new patterns to the shelves of my online store, that is, with antique-style headgear, but I rarely make these, and I will draw a sample when I start making them , that painting is a sample of Jin Buyao I painted.”
I see.
Zhan Yin replied honestly: “I saw that painting, you painted it very well, as if you were taking a picture of the original.”
“Where did that painting go? I just realized it was gone.”
“Flooded into the sewer.”
“what!”
Haitong was stunned, “How come…”
“I carried you back to the room last night, and just as I put you down, you suddenly sat up and vomited, throwing up my hand. At that time, I grabbed a piece of paper and wiped my hands. I found out afterwards that it was a picture drawn by you, but If it gets dirty by me, I just throw it in the toilet with other tissues and flush it with water.”
Hai Tong: “…”
Did she throw up last night?
She was not impressed at all.
She just drank two bottles of beer. Although she fell into a deep sleep after drinking beer, she was not considered drunk. How could she vomit if she wasn’t drunk?