Spending the Villain’s Money to Extend My Life
chapter-242

Chapter 242 - She felt that it was love because he wasn't there? (1)

[MeowMeow: Pretty man… so expensive! Anything cheaper? (rub hands) (rub hands)]

[MeowMeow: How about a smaller one? That will be cheaper, right?]

Gu Shishi took and look and smiled.

Sure enough, 1,000,000 yuan for a painting is expensive even for Miss Second Generation Rich.

She responded back to her.

[Not right now. Maybe next time.]

But a new message came in shortly after.

[MeowMeow: … Grandma said she wants it and to have me buy it. Is this the link to Taobao to buy it?]

Gu Shishi, “...”

These dang rich people!

But before she could even tell her that she intended to save that for herself, her phone vibrated again.

[Happy Chubster: Master, this character of yours has the spirit of those from the Wei Jin era. It was truly eye opening for me.]

[Happy Chubster: I am having my granddaughter buy it for me. If you have anything similar in the future, can you just send me the link directly?]

Alright.

Guess this Old Madam Chen has no shortage of money.

She even wanted to buy it next time.

“Did I set the price too low previously?”

Gu Shishi frowned. She had grossly underestimated the buying power of wealthy people.

But she quickly smiled.

Quality over quantity.

Her paintings wouldn’t be valuable if she has dozens of them to sell a month.

She was currently in the process of eagerly working on her skills and getting her numbers up to achieve the “Mid-level Living the Painting” ability.

[Old Madam Chen, I am glad you like it.]

It looked like all women, even grandmothers, enjoyed pretty boys.

Spirit of Wei Jin…

Gu Shishi’s lips twitched. Em… no.

She only used the temperament of the man at home as a reference was all.

After Gu Shishi had finished responding, she couldn't help but stroked her latest work lying on her desk that hasn’t even been warmed from her own touch yet.

Welp, it was her own fault for posting it for sale.

Now she must keep her words.

[Then I’ll mail it to…]

She had just typed a few words.

Before she could even finish typing her sentence, her WeChat vibrated violently again.

[MeowMeow: Guru! Master! Big Sister Gu… It’s sold out! NOOooo! What happened? Was it a glitch??!]

[MeowMeow: Urgent! Urgent! Urgent! Can I transfer money to you via WeChat directly?]

[Happy Chubster: The master’s word had been sold already? I missed it? {bawling.jpg}]

[Happy Chubster: Master, can I pre-order another portrait just like that?]

Even Gu Shishi was stunned.

“It was sold?”

It was then when she finally clicked over to Taobao to check it out.

And she was dumbfounded when she took just one look.

Indeed, it was sold.

Buyer: 111.

That guy again?

Gu Shishi was shocked.

[111: Any male portraits in the future sell them to me first.]

[111: You set the price.]

Inside the study right now.

Huo Sishen’s dark eyes stared straightly at his cellphone screen.

After a while, his fingers moved.

He clicked open Ink Painting Guru’s WeChat and sent her a message.

He only lit a cigarette after he was done sending the message.

Inside the room with the hint of glowing light and filled with smoke, he opened up his drawer with his finger print.

The cartoon cards.

The twelve… after bath paintings…

His brows furrowed deeply.

What was with her liking to draw men so much?

An ink painting artist with only this kind of work would hurt her reputation.

And, for some inexplicable reasons, looking at the man in the picture simply irked him.

Who was this she was drawing?

Who else did she undress and draw other than him?

The more Huo Sishen thought about it, the darker his face got.

“Any new ones in the future, you will buy them the minute it goes up.”

“Any thing of poor taste we will return to her later.”

Siyi nodded, “Okay.”

Got it.

The boss just wanted to collect every single one of Miss Gu’s work.

He even had Sier working on a software that would bid on an item as soon as it was being posted!

He’d never return any of it.

It was all talk anyway.

Huo Sishen had already waved and dismissed him.

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Translator’s rambling:

1. Technically she wasn’t drawing men. She was only drawing one man. =D

You! She was drawing YOU, your moron! It was ALL you!