Gu Ya raised an eyebrow.
Without waiting for Gu Ya to answer, Su Yunjin thought of the matter of Madam Qin having a portrait painted of the two children today, "By the way, hubby, can you still find that painter? I have something to ask the painter!"
A rare expression appeared on Gu Ya's usually expressionless handsome face, "Yunjin, what business could you have with Wen the painter?" Wen the painter and his little wife had only met once.
Gu Ya didn't think his little wife had anything that needed the help of Wen the painter. Gu Ya's handsome face was a bit stiff, and even his voice was rigid.
Su Yunjin burst out laughing.
This man still says she likes to get jealous, but Su Yunjin felt that if it came to jealousy, Gu Ya could handle much more than her. She had just casually asked where the painter was, and Gu Ya's handsome face turned stiff.
Su Yunjin teased Gu Ya with a smile.
