After all, he was a scholar who had read a lot of poetry and books. His painting skills should be good. Then… The description was too bad, right?
Duan Qian opened his mouth, wanting to say it again.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yundong ruthlessly chased Dou Fukang to the side. "I'll do it."
"You'll do it? Do you know how to draw?" Dou Fukang looked incredulous.
This time, Gu Yundong did not even need Duan Qian to describe the target. She had already memorized all the facial characteristics that she needed to memorize. Now, she could already begin.
At first, Dou Fukang didn't think much of it. However, when he saw that her movements were becoming smoother and smoother, his expression finally gradually turned serious.
By the time she drew her entire face, the shock in his eyes could not be hidden.
Wait, didn't she escape here? How did she know this??
Duan Qian propped himself up slightly and said in surprise, "Yes, that's right. It's her. This is Mrs. Zuo."
