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Qiao Qing hesitated but still asked, “I’m wondering which artist produced this painting.”
There was no signature on it so she wanted to ask to get rid of her curiosity.
Her father painted. Even if he was simply doodling, he’d sign his name. It was a habit that was almost obsessive.
Wan Kaiyi smiled, “This painting wasn’t bought. It was painted by the Duke himself.”
Qiao Qing was surprised by that answer and at once, felt like she was overthought ...
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