Yuan Zixu was touching up her makeup in the restroom when Xu Jia ran all over before finally finding her.
"What's up? You're panting like that?" Yuan Zixu finished packing her makeup bag and saw Xu Jia's anxious face.
Xu Jia caught her breath for a moment, leaning against the wall before straightening up. She pointed toward the entrance and widened her eyes. "That guy—how come he's here arm in arm with another woman? And he's the investor?"
Yuan Zixu froze, her brows gradually furrowing.
This exhibition was a great promotional opportunity. In this line of work, reputation was everything, and such craft exhibitions best showcased an artist's ability and connections. She had pulled several strings just to get a few of her paintings displayed.
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