Jean Arnou was very angry.
The old gentleman even felt a bit aggrieved in his heart — I held up the pressure of the "Oil Painting" and respectfully invited you, this little painter, to be a guest at the ranch.
Gave you plenty of face, and this is how you repay me?
Did she really think he couldn't deal with her just because he usually kept a low profile?
"Shut it off, shut it off, turn off the TV. Immediately! We're not watching anymore!" Jean Arnou ordered in a rage.
"Wait."
Dr. Jin Anqing suddenly spoke up.
This psychologist had been very silent while Tony was viewing the painting.
He was standing by with a frown, lost in thought.
At this moment, Dr. Jin suddenly spoke, stopping the assistant ready to turn off the TV.
Everyone was stunned.
The psychologist took a few steps, walked over to Jean Arnou, and gazed at Tony's tear-streaked face for a few seconds, softly saying, "It's not a bad thing."
"Dr. Jin?"
