Inside the study at the same time.
Siyi had just placed the painting handed to him by Butler Lin onto the desk.
After being framed, the painting now looked much classier than it was before.
Yet Siyi had to give it his best to stop his lips from curving upward.
He didn’t look very much at it in details when he purchased it off of Taobao. Now that he was looking at the actual item, he finally had a good look of this Little Chickens Eating Rice painting. Correction, the title of the painting was “Did Not Receive Red Pocket; Not Happy”. With a closer look, he noticed a clean inscription on the painting.
[No? No?]
[Chicken! Frugal!]
The subtext behind the chickens eating rice was that she did not receive any red pockets and calling someone frugal like a chicken?
Siyi really wanted to laugh out loud. He felt that his cheeks were getting painful from trying not to laugh.
Qin Ruhai had told him about how Miss Gu had sent the boss red packet.
Did that mean the boss did not send her any back?
Miss Gu was certainly the type who’d hold grudges… just look at her painting. The few chickens were so mad that their tails were sticking straight up and they were body slamming each other. As cute as the painting was, the cock fighting feel of it was undeniable.
“Boss, here’s the painting from Miss GU.”
Having said that, Siyi looked up to check on the reaction from his boss.
Sure enough, after Huo Sishen scanned the painting with his black eyes, his tightly shut lips twitched.
“….. profane!” He spat out the word through gritted teeth.
“Ugh, then boss, should I have the butler store it away?”
Siyi stepped forward right away.
But Huo Sishen give him a cold stare.
“The painting skill was above average. The chickens’ forms and expressions were all different and sort of interesting. That could barely… cover up the profane inscription on the painting.”
“Go put it in the collection room.”
Siyi: “…..”
Different expressions on the chickens?
He gave it another dubious look and still couldn’t tell any difference between them.
Weren’t they all fighting chickens who were mad at not being able to get the rice?
But Miss Gu drawing was superb indeed. Even a complete layman like him could tell her disgruntledness through the paper.
“Yes, Sir. I will go hang it up right away.”
Siyi dared not comment any further.
He turned around and was just about to exit the room when a loud bang came from outside of the room.
They could hear Butler Lin’s voice immediately.
“Miss Gu, be careful! Are you alright?
“Don’t move! I’ll go get the first aid kit!
“Someone come and clean up the glass from the chandelier on the floor!”
Siyi’s stopped in mid action.
Chandelier? The loud noise was from the chandelier falling down in the hallway?
Was Miss Gu hurt?
His couldn’t help but turn pale.
He had gotten into a car accident once after he started working for his boss in the mansion.
Butler Lin slipped and rolled down from the second floor shortly after he had arrived at the mansion.
The chef that they hired was burned by hot oil from the pan after cooking one meal…
Siyi shuddered and felt a chill on the back of his neck.
He looked at his boss sitting behind the desk with a complicated and anxious look – the man rumored to bring about bad luck to those around him.
Sure enough, Huo Sishen’s face could not have darkened more.
The relaxed distaste from earlier had all but dissipated; filling its place was the calm before a storm.
A stone-cold voice rang inside the room the very next second.
“Throw this painting into the storage room.
“I won’t be needing it anymore.”
Everybody close to him would be met with a terrible fate.
