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The original owner’s Weibo account had been dormant for over a year, leaving behind very few active followers.

The first person to spot the news was the manager of a gallery that had previously collaborated with the original owner.

@QingchunGallery replied to @PainterJingMouMou: “Mr. Jing, are you really holding another art exhibition?! Could my gallery host it again? I promise to arrange everything meticulously. I tried calling you before, but it seems you’ve changed your number.”

The other party replied almost instantly, so Jing Heguang saw the message right away.

Recalling how much this person admired the original owner’s work, Jing Heguang looked up their contact details online and gave them a call.

The manager was incredibly enthusiastic and, according to his memories, a trustworthy person. Not wanting to go through the hassle of looking elsewhere, Jing Heguang simply agreed to let them handle the exhibition.

As for the other details, they could be discussed later. Organizing an art exhibition wasn’t a task that could be completed in a single day.

***

While Jing Heguang was discussing the exhibition with the gallery manager over the phone, Jing Jie, who was currently at work, also came across the news.

His first reaction was: Impossible!

How could someone who was colorblind hold an art exhibition? Would he be displaying nothing but black-and-white paintings? It was laughable!

Jing Jie sneered and typed out a comment using his alt account, but then a thought struck him: no one online knew that Jing Heguang had become colorblind.

Back when Jing Heguang stopped painting, he hadn’t offered any public explanation.

The later accusations of using a ghost painter had sparked such a public outcry precisely because Jing Heguang hadn’t said a word in his own defense, causing the rumors to be accepted as irrefutable fact.

At the time, the original owner had suffered a rapid emotional breakdown, and Jing Yongyan hadn’t had the heart to investigate further. Thus, the truth that the person behind the smear campaign was actually Jing Jie himself remained undiscovered.

Believing his previous methods had been stealthy enough to go undetected, Jing Jie felt tempted to stir up trouble again. Jing Jie stared at the message Jing Heguang had posted, hoping only that the exhibition would be a massive hit, giving him the perfect opportunity to fan the flames. If it didn’t generate enough buzz, he’d happily spend a little more money to hire some foul-mouthed trolls to have a nice chat with Jing Heguang.

***

Beyond these people, the oil painting community at large was also gradually taking notice of this once-dazzling star.

Some fans from the original artist’s past had returned — though, naturally, the haters had too.

@ILoveOilPainting: The artist my grandpa followed is finally holding another exhibition! Master Jing, do you realize you haven’t made a peep in a whole year?? Things got so messy back then, I almost stopped being a fan!

@LittleHamster: A whole year has passed, were you in seclusion or something? Do you still have your old touch? That last painting really scared me…

@PassionFruit: Ah, I’m torn on whether to go. But on second thought, I think I will. Qingchun Gallery usually invites people for a preview.

@GhostPainterScumMustDie: Pfft! Have you found a new ghost painter? So you’ve crawled out to cash in. Humph, you trash! It’s because of scum like you that the art scene is going down the drain!

…

Meanwhile, Jing Heguang was putting the finishing touches on the final painting for the exhibition, his phone set aside.

Using a burner account, Xi Xinghe stumbled upon the post by @GhostPainterScumMustDie. He immediately posted a screenshot proving the facts from back then, then promptly reported the user!

How infuriating. These people never bothered to look at the rebuttals, they just blindly believed the rumors, all while acting so self-righteous about it!

Jing Heguang happened to glance back and saw Xi Xinghe sitting cross-legged, typing with intense focus and occasionally snorting in indignation, looking full of energy.

He smiled at the sight, then turned back to his work. After he had been busy for a while longer, Xi Xinghe came running over, wrapped his arms around Jing Heguang’s neck from behind, and draped himself over his back.

“I want to go to your art exhibition, too!”

Jing Heguang said, “Then let’s go. We can go together. The next day is the weekend.”

Xi Xinghe said, “I want to go on the very first day!”

One was the boss, and the other was the company president, skipping work wasn’t an issue for them. It was something they did often.

Jing Heguang nodded. “Alright. We can go a bit later that day, so you can sleep in.”

“It’s not like I want to sleep in!” Xi Xinghe denied. If he hadn’t been so exhausted the night before, he wouldn’t have struggled to get up in the morning.

Jing Heguang said, “It’s all my fault. I’m the one who wants you to sleep in.”

Xi Xinghe: …What kind of risqué remark was that?!

Then it dawned on him: “You’re playing games with me again, aren’t you?!”

Jing Heguang tossed aside his tools, turned back to embrace him, and planted a kiss on him. “My little Xingxing, I’m simply stating a fact.”

***

Half a month later.

An art exhibition titled #VibrantColors# was being held at the Qingchun Gallery.

Two oil painting enthusiasts stood at the gallery entrance, hesitating over whether to go in.

Both of them were fans of ‘Jing Moumou’. That’s right, that was the stage name the artist used.

Just as they were wavering, they saw two young men walk into the gallery hand in hand.

Even though both were men, the pair had to admit: the two who had just entered were incredibly handsome!

Perhaps spurred on by the others, they finally shook off their hesitation and stepped inside.

Xi Xinghe glanced back and noticed the two of them entering. He turned to Jing Heguang and whispered, “The two people behind us came in too.”

Jing Heguang asked, “Didn’t you want to look at the paintings?”

Xi Xinghe smiled. He hadn’t actually come to look at the paintings, he was just worried the turnout would be low and wanted to help boost the crowd for Jing Heguang.

As for why he didn’t want to look at the art, well, it was probably because the paintings were all of him.

Xi Xinghe felt a twinge of embarrassment at the thought of looking at images of himself.

Yet, once immersed in the atmosphere of the exhibition, he found himself viewing the paintings one by one, feeling completely at ease. Of course, he saw more than anyone else did.

He knew how the paintings came to be, the artist’s mood on those days, and above all, the deep affection with which the artist had created each piece.

Visitors might have felt hesitant or anxious before entering, but they left completely satisfied.

It was a sheer delight to view paintings that so vividly and expressively radiated happiness and love.

The style featured a distinctive, colorful palette, vibrant yet harmonious. A single subject was portrayed in ways that revealed a multitude of beautiful facets. As people moved from one painting to the next, they couldn’t help but want to meet the person depicted in them.

Listening to this, Xi Xinghe pulled his face mask up to cover the lower half of his face.

Jing Heguang’s paintings never showed a full frontal view of the face. While the figure and silhouette were present, and occasionally a profile, the face itself remained unseen.

Jing Heguang felt that his decision to avoid painting full frontal faces had been absolutely right.

People really ought to just look at the art, why be so curious about the subject or the artist?

Jing Heguang leaned close to Xi Xinghe and whispered, “I won’t hold any more exhibitions in the future. I don’t want others eyeing you.”

Xi Xinghe laughed, “No need to add vinegar when making the sour-and-spicy cabbage tonight, then!”

He could smell the sourness, the scent of love.

The exhibition was a guaranteed success. Jing Heguang felt that his talent had surpassed the original owner, and he was gradually developing a more mature style in his oil painting.

***

The next day, the number of people flocking to the Qingchun Gallery to see the Vibrant Colors exhibition surged.

By the final day, the exhibition had gained a bit of viral fame, partly due to the buzz generated by people complaining they couldn’t get tickets, and partly thanks to the earlier positive reviews, managing to briefly touch the edge of the trending topics list.

Normally, this might have been just a minor blip, a brief ripple that quickly faded away, but Jing Jie seized the opportunity. He spent money to hire a team of online trolls and leaked smoking gun evidence to muddy the waters.

Consequently, everyone, whether they were interested in the art exhibition or not, began following the unfolding drama.

The gossip shifted from the old allegations of using a ghost painter to new claims of color blindness and further accusations of ghost painting, combined with various pieces of ambiguous evidence, the public was left thoroughly confused.

Industry insiders were the first to issue a statement: regardless of who actually painted them, the works in this exhibition were outstanding and possessed a distinctive style, good enough to hold an exhibition in the very birthplace of oil painting itself.

This gave rise to a new line of reasoning: would a master of such caliber really stoop to using a ghost painter?

Jing Jie, realizing he had no way back into the Jing family, listened to the industry experts praising the artwork. In a fit of spite and frustration, he exposed Jing Heguang.

Jing Yongyan is a wealthy father, so the logic follows: even the finest paintings can be bought.

With the addition of the tycoon factor, this piece of gossip became even hotter — its popularity was skyrocketing!

Right on the heels of that, Qingchun Gallery jumped into the fray.

@QingchunGallery: We have received permission from @PainterJingMouMou (Mr. Jing) to exhibit three additional paintings at the show. Meanwhile, Mr. Jing will also be showcasing some of his works on his Weibo. Everyone is welcome to take a look.

Half a minute later, Jing Yongyan’s official Weibo account reposted the gallery’s update.

@JingshanGroup_JingYongyan: All the works were painted by my son himself, there was no such thing as a ghost painter involved from start to finish. I will hold anyone spreading rumors accountable. ||

@QingchunGallery: …

Netizens felt like they had reached the sweetest part of the gossip melon, it was a truly delightful treat, unfolding in wave after wave of excitement!

So, netizens flocked back to @PainterJingMouMou, waiting for the next update in the saga.

Ten minutes later.

High-quality photos of the paintings, commissioned by Jing Heguang, were uploaded online one by one.

The first one was the painting featuring a large X, which left viewers momentarily baffled.

It really couldn’t be considered a good painting, while those in the know might appreciate its technical merits regarding fundamentals, composition, and brushwork, to the average layperson, it elicited only two reactions: I don’t get it and It’s kind of ugly.

The second was a picture of a cute tiger head, albeit one with a slightly unpolished, amateurish touch. Netizens could actually appreciate this one! It was cute and appealing, though still nothing extraordinary.

The third painting, and those that followed, showed a shift toward brilliant, vibrant colors, with each successive piece becoming increasingly beautiful.

As they scrolled through the images, a friend who had studied art extensively, though not yet reached the level of a master, was moved to tears.

@CAFA_XiaoBo: Ahhh! When will I ever be able to paint like this?! If that really is the artist themselves, to possess this level of skill at just twenty-seven or twenty-eight, then as an art teacher, I’m honestly envious enough to cry!!

@CAFA_Official: Reposting. An outstanding piece of work, infused with the creator’s soul and love! Absolutely love it! You have to see this! || @PainterJingMouMou: …

Netizens: Damn! Is it really that good?

But wait, isn’t there something we still haven’t cleared up? Was it actually ghost-painted or not? They came here for the drama, they’ve seen the art, so surely the verdict is coming now, right?

The answer was revealed in the very next post by Jing Heguang.

@PainterJingMouMou: During the year I disappeared, I was suffering from severe color blindness. For a time, I could only see in black and white. It was a world of despair, but someone led me out of it. [Image: A 3×3 grid of long-format images]

Netizens eagerly scrolled down, fully expecting the grid to contain evidence or a lawyer’s letter to crush the haters. But they never expected this, aside from one image detailing the creative process, the other eight were nothing but a massive display of public affection!!

@SoFull: I was a bit skeptical at first, but the moment I saw my name, all doubts vanished. Lured in by the promise of juicy drama only to be fed a dose of couple love, you people with partners are truly ruthless!

@OilPaintingNewbie: I just want to say I’m in tears! No wonder the earlier paintings had dates on them. The master must have had eye trouble and then slowly picked up painting again. But in just six months of getting back into it, they produced so many pieces, and they’re even more badass than before!!! And me? What about me? I’m a total noob. I’m going home to farm the fields!

@SoCute: Got my fill of the scoop, I’m satisfied. Also, the master’s paintings look so full of happiness! I missed the chance this time, but next time, I’m going to the gallery to see your work in person!

Amidst the flood of comments, one netizen raised a different point.

@WinterJasmine: Hey, I think I’ve seen those hands, the ones in this dog food!

A netizen with the username Winter Jasmine shared a photo of Jing Heguang’s hand from the Silly-Fun Fan Group from Little Huachi showing off his love.

After comparing notes, everyone confirmed that one of the photos was identical to a picture Little Huachi had posted previously. The watch was the same, the sleeve of the shirt was the same, and even the tiny mole on the large hand was in the exact same spot!

WinterJasmine tagged Little Huachi in the group: “Little Huachi, is that your wealthy husband trending at number one? Is it?”

As the group discussed this, MoneyTree chimed in with a group-wide tag.

Money Tree: “@Everyone, let’s keep this to ourselves. Don’t spread it outside the group. We don’t want to cause trouble for Little Huachi. Let him live his life peacefully in the online world and stay happy and goofy in the real world!”

MoneyTree felt proud of her intervention, but she was a step too late.

WinterJasmine: “QAQ…I was sure, I previously left a comment on PainterJingMouMou’s post saying I recognized the hand…and then, and then people dug up the connection to Little Huachi. Waaah, I’m so sorry, Little Huachi…

Then, the friends in the silly-fun group watched helplessly as several more trending topics shot up the list.

#A Match Made in Heaven!#

#How Much Is a Quilt Worth? I’m So Jealous#

#Actually Married into a Wealthy Family#

***

Xi Xinghe was still at the flower shop when he found out about the news.

Lele walked over holding her phone, looking dazed. “Boss, take a look at the trending topics.”

Xi Xinghe took the phone and read aloud with a smile: “A Match Made in Heaven? How Much Is a Quilt Worth? I’m So Jealous. That sounds pretty ordinary, I wouldn’t even want to click on it. And the third one: Actually Married into a Wealthy Family?”

As he read the third trending topic, Xi Xinghe felt something was off.

He looked further down the list, saw the tag #PainterJingMouMouClarifies#, and his eyes widened in shock. Xi Xinghe thought to himself: It couldn’t be that much of a coincidence, could it?

He always censored face when showing off his relationship, and his posts were so over-the-top and funny that most followers treated them like a serialized novel, surely no one took them seriously!

That whole ‘actually marrying into a wealthy family’ thing…surely that had nothing to do with him, right?

Xi Xinghe tried to reassure himself, then with trembling hands clicked on the first trending topic. He didn’t dare touch the third one.

As it turned out, the first trending topic filed under #AMatchMadeInHeaven# featured a summary by a big shot user that laid everything out clearly, explicitly mentioning Lttle Huachi and JingMouMou

Xi Xinghe: …

He’d only been off Weibo for half a day, what on earth had happened? Were they trying to kill him?!

In a state of near breakdown, Xi Xinghe clicked on the second topic. Great. it was about that bright red wedding quilt, the one Jing Yongyan had custom-made at a price that made everyone green with envy.

The third topic was even better: it featured screenshots highlighting all of Xi Xinghe’s goofy antics. Someone had even suggested he compile his daily life into a script for a TV show, claiming it would be incredibly sweet.

Xi Xinghe: …

He didn’t know if a show based on his life would be sweet, but he knew one thing for sure: the image he’d worked so hard to cultivate in Jing Heguang’s mind was about to collapse…

Seeing his look of despair, Lele had a sudden thought. “Boss…surely boss’s spouse doesn’t know about your FlowerPlanet Weibo, right?”

Xi Xinghe nodded. “He doesn’t know.”

“But boss’s spouse posted a whole bunch of updates on Weibo today, so I’m guessing…” Lele’s voice trailed off. With the beautiful boss’s spouse not around, she didn’t dare get too cheeky.

Xi Xinghe knew Jing Heguang would definitely see it. He clutched his head, looking small and pitiful. “If I go snatch his phone right now…would that mean he won’t see it?”

It had started as a casual remark, but after saying it, Xi Xinghe looked across at the building opposite them and felt tempted!

***

Acting on impulse, Xi Xinghe left his flower shop behind and rushed over to Jing Heguang’s office.

The employees recognized the CEO’s partner, so Xi Xinghe made it into the company without a hitch and knocked on Jing Heguang’s door.

Jing Heguang was busy with work and genuinely had no idea what was going on. In fact, he knew less about the situation than the staff outside did.

He was a bit surprised to see Xi Xinghe show up. Glancing at his watch, he asked, “It’s still a long time before the end of work hours, what brings you here? Did you miss me?”

Xi Xinghe nodded. “Mm. I suddenly missed you so much!”

He enthusiastically squeezed onto Jing Heguang’s chair, chatting away while secretly stealing glances at Jing Heguang’s phone.

Jing Heguang raised an eyebrow slightly, then lifted Xi Xinghe onto his lap, teasing him on purpose: “I missed you too, Xingxing. Give me a kiss!”

Xi Xinghe noticed that Jing Heguang’s phone was sitting a bit far away, suggesting it hadn’t been touched in a while. Plus, Jing Heguang wasn’t smiling, which meant his secret identity hadn’t been exposed yet!

Delighted, Xi Xinghe happily wrapped his arms around Jing Heguang and planted a kiss on him.

Having successfully coaxed a kiss out of him, Jing Heguang wanted to take things further, to tease and bully Xi Xinghe, who was clearly acting guilty and up to something.

Usually, fooling around in the office was just talk and a bit of playful banter.

But to his surprise, Xi Xinghe was unusually passionate today, he even went over and drew the blinds himself.

What could Jing Heguang say? With a head full of thoughts, he first locked the door, deciding to bully his partner to his heart’s content before worrying about anything else!

An hour later, Jing Heguang carried him into the office’s private rest area, and the two of them took a shower together.

Afterward, they lay in each other’s arms on the small bed. Xi Xinghe thought happily: If I take a nap now, the better part of the day will be over! By tomorrow, surely those stories won’t still be trending!

Jing Heguang saw him smiling sweetly and planted a kiss on his cheek. “Baby, what are you thinking about?”

Xi Xinghe replied, “Thinking about you!”

Close enough, technically not wrong.

Jing Heguang said, “Then keep looking at me while I check my phone.”

Xi Xinghe, who had previously been drained of energy, suddenly found a fresh burst of strength. He threw his arms around Jing Heguang. “Don’t you miss me? You’ve changed, you didn’t used to be like this!”

Jing Heguang chuckled and said with a straight face, “I posted my artwork online, including that piece with the X in it. I want to see how netizens are reacting. Oh, right, I also shared photos of us holding hands, sharing drinks, and wearing matching outfits…lots of public displays of affection.”

Resentment bubbled up in Xi Xinghe’s heart: So, it turns out you were the one who blew our cover…

But he didn’t dare say it out loud. After all, he was the one who had been acting up online first.

Besides, he couldn’t think of a way to stop Jing Heguang from checking the feedback on his art, so he just hugged him and swayed back and forth, hoping to charm his way out of the situation.

Jing Heguang said, “Xingxing, if you keep swaying like that, the shower I just gave you will have been for naught.”

Xi Xinghe thought about it for three seconds, and decided to go for it anyway!

Otherwise, all his earlier enthusiasm would have been for nothing. So, he wrapped his arms around Jing Heguang again.

Jing Heguang teased him while wondering, dying of curiosity: What happened to make his Xingxing put in so much ‘effort’? If this kind of thing happened more often, life would be pretty sweet.

Jing Heguang teased Xi Xinghe a bit more before they cuddled up for a nap together.

Once Xi Xinghe had fallen asleep, Jing Heguang stepped out to pick up his phone, checking it with a sense of unease. He checked his messaging apps first but found nothing there. It took some searching before he finally found the activity on Weibo.

When he opened Weibo, his phone nearly froze. There were simply too many notifications!

Once the device caught up, Jing Heguang discovered a lot of things he hadn’t known before.

So, in Xingxing’s eyes, he was handsome enough to make his heart dance with joy?

Apparently, his voice and his smile were both irresistibly charming? There was no doubt about it: Xingxing was a total fanboy.

As he read on, Jing Heguang also realized that even sadness could be hilariously absurd.

One moment, the other was imagining himself as heartless, then the next, he was talking about wanting to enjoy Jing Heguang’s body…

Jing Heguang, who had initially felt heartbroken for Xi Xinghe, found himself feeling much less distressed as he read through it all.

Observing his lover’s train of thought, Jing Heguang suddenly felt an urge to draw. However, lacking art supplies at the moment, he simply stored the inspiration in his mind and returned to the break room.

Back in the break room, Jing Heguang held Xi Xinghe close and settled in for a nap.

***

An hour later, a phone call from Jing Yongyan woke them both up.

Jing Heguang answered the call with his eyes still half-closed. Xi Xinghe asked groggily, “Who is it?”

Jing Heguang opened his eyes to check and replied, “It’s dad.” He then switched on the speakerphone so they could both hear.

Jing Yongyan sounded delighted on the other end, exclaiming, “Heguang! Let me tell you, you’ve got to check Weibo. It’s hilarious!”

Xi Xinghe heard Jing Yongyan’s voice clearly.

He snapped fully awake: I’m an idiot.

He had focused on keeping Jing Heguang off his phone, but he hadn’t considered that Jing Yongyan, who almost never used Weibo, might see the trending topics.

As for how Jing Yongyan saw it: he had actually weighed in on the discussion himself that day. However, his presence hadn’t been as prominent as Xi Xinghe’s, so when Xi Xinghe had glanced through the feed, he hadn’t noticed him.

Jing Heguang stole a glance at the stunned Xi Xinghe and asked with feigned curiosity, “Dad, what’s happening on Weibo?”

Hearing this, Xi Xinghe sighed. He gave up.Since his dad had seen it, there was no way Jing Heguang wouldn’t find out.

So what if I look like a goofball or a total clown? Jing Heguang likes me anyway!

And so, Jing Heguang learned the ‘story’ from Jing Yongyan and browsed Weibo to see the ‘truth’ for himself. As Jing Heguang laughed at what he saw, Xi Xinghe blushed furiously, looking like a ripe tomato.

Even though he could rationalize it to himself, actually living through it was just too embarrassing!

Jing Heguang planted a kiss on the back of Xi Xinghe’s flushed neck and smiled, comforting his darling: “Xingxing, don’t hide from me. It’s not embarrassing, it’s actually really cute.”

When Xi Xinghe didn’t turn around, Jing Heguang hugged him from behind, resting his chin on Xi Xinghe’s shoulder, and began trying to seduce him with his own brand of goofy antics. “Baby, turn around and look at your pitiful wealthy husband~”

Xi Xinghe spun around instantly and crashed into Jing Heguang’s chest. “If I go back today, the whole family is going to find out what I’ve been up to!”

Jing Heguang soothed him with a smile, “I’ll make sure they don’t say a word. I won’t let sad speak about it either.”

Xi Xinghe demanded imperiously, “And you aren’t allowed to laugh either!”

Jing Heguang nodded, though the smile didn’t fade from his face.

He was just too adorable; he couldn’t help it.

****

Meanwhile, Jing Jie realized that events had veered completely off the course he had imagined.

Jing Heguang’s eyesight…had actually recovered?

And judging by the timeline, it seemed highly likely that his condition started improving the moment he brought that country bumpkin home.

If Jing Heguang was recovering physically, then his psychological condition must be improving too!

Yet, Jing Heguang had pretended his condition was still severe, tricking his mother into taking action.

That scheming bastard, Jing Heguang!

Furious, Jing Jie slammed his fist against the table in rage.

Just as he was fuming, the cyber police tracked him down. Following the trail, they uncovered the details of the previous incident and called Jing Yongyan.

Upon learning that his younger son was the one who had framed his eldest son on both occasions, Jing Yongyan’s face turned livid.

He told the cyber police, “Thank you for your hard work. Please handle this according to the law. No matter who the person is, justice comes first.”

***

Their first wedding anniversary.

Xi Xinghe, dressed in a small suit, stood amidst a sea of ​​purple flowers beside Jing Heguang, who looked tall, handsome, and dashing in a matching suit.

Standing before them was a wedding photographer.

Jing Heguang had suggested they take photos like this every year as a keepsake.

Xi Xinghe wanted to reason with him: We could have just taken the photos, why did you have to go and buy the entire flower field???

However, when Jing Heguang said with a look of genuine sincerity that he wanted to buy it for him, Xi Xinghe felt that reasoning was pointless.

To hell with logic, after all, they had a wealthy dad and were absolutely loaded!

Besides, love doesn’t really require that much logic. Jing Heguang wanted to give him the best of everything, and he felt exactly the same way!

“Alright, one more shot! Mr. Jing, please kiss Mr. Xi on the cheek!”

The photographer was getting a bit carried away while capturing such a delightful scene. Jing Heguang turned his head and planted a kiss on Xi Xinghe’s cheek.

Even after a year, Xi Xinghe still blushed when kissed on the cheek, his skin flushing a lovely, soft pink.

Jing Heguang could now see the colors of the entire world, yet the brightest splash of color in his eyes would always be Xi Xinghe!

Watching a delighted Xi Xinghe, Jing Heguang decided to buy him a new field of flowers every year from then on.

He certainly couldn’t forget the spoiled spouse of a wealthy tycoon trope, a hallmark of a proper wealthy husband.

Years later, Xi Xinghe had grown so accustomed to owning countless flower fields across the globe that it felt as routine as eating or drinking water.

In the small garden.

Jing Heguang occupied a corner, brush in hand, painting something.

Xi Xinghe knew he was painting him again, the kind of portrait never meant for public display.

Xi Xinghe picked up his small watering can and began watering a patch of pink roses in the garden.

Sunlight poured down from the sky, yet the world below was even more beautiful.

Author’s Note: A nice, long chapter! Another world concluded!

For the next world, I’ll be writing about beastmen—I really want to pet some ears and tails!!

T/N: Next is Shiba Inu Gong X Maltese Tiger Shou ₍₍⚞(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)⚟⁾⁾