The whole internet mocked me as the kept woman clinging to the Lu family's young master.
Until my painting sold for a record-breaking price at Sotheby's.
A reporter asked about my connection to Yin Shan, the titan of the art world. I smiled. “I'm the titan.”
And the young master, known as the “untouchable beauty,”
pinned me against a wall backstage, his voice trembling:
“Big Sis, why are you in every one of your paintings?”
He didn't know that I wasn't painting only him.
I was also painting the evidence that his father smuggled cultural relics and caused my mother's death.
[Anti-cultural relic smuggling. The protagonists are on the right side.]
