That night.
In the bedroom, Gao Yuan lay in bed with his arm around Xiao Xiao.
He hadn't expected that Xiao Xiao had gone to the auction specifically for the "Thousand-Mile River and Mountain Painting".
The final sale price was 380 million, a full 60 million higher than the last time the painting was auctioned.
"Curious why I bid on that painting?"
Gao Yuan nodded.
"I bought it as a gift for a senior."
"The painting has a nice meaning."
Hearing this, Gao Yuan understood. Xiao Xiao's senior must be someone of high status and power.
A thousand miles of river and mountain—the implication was all too obvious.
Gao Yuan didn't ask any more questions. He didn't really understand much about Xiao Xiao's affairs, especially when it came to finance.
Since she bought the painting as a gift for a senior, it meant that person dared to accept it.
The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, Xiao Xiao drove Gao Yuan to the high-speed rail station.
