Truth was, she didn’t need to do much for the exhibition today.

In an art exhibition, they never needed to sign and sell anything. She didn’t even need to be there but she wanted to experience it.

As they arrived at the start time, Gu Shishi saw Huang Chuan, who was there directing people, and the busy workers after they have parked.

“Ah, you are here. Take this.”

As soon as Huang Chuan saw her, he handed her workers’ badges.

“Mayor Liu will be coming today. He might want to meet you.”

Gu Shishi put badges on the big and small men next to her before she took one for herself.

It was a nice sunny day on the day of. It almost seemed like the brightest day of the entire month.

Gu Shishi’s mood too, was up and up.

Early that morning, she rolled around on her large and soft bed before she leaned over the crib and watched her cute and chubby son’s sleepy face.

She reached out, poked at him and caused him to start crying. She finally let out a deep, long breathe and felt a sense of realism.

It was not a dream.

And not fake.

Master, she really was about to have her solo exhibition!

Once they arrived at the collection room, they reined in their mentality as an appreciator from awhile ago and were extremely cautious and careful at what they were doing. They labeled and photographed Gu Shishi’s paintings in person instead of having them done by the workers.

As they worked, they would occasionally indulge in her smooth and poise strokes and the magnificent her work.

The more they looked, they more they liked them and the more they looked, the more careful they were. They would not want to damage even a small corner of them.

The few who had loud voices all remained quiet.

Huo Sishen reached his arms under her knees and back and scooped up her soft body.

Kicking with his log leg, he flipped over the blanket and put his feet on the floor.

“What are you doing?”

Gu Shishi was stupefied.

She was talking about her art exhibition, art exhibition!

Did she say anything that could be considered as seductive?

Looking at the bathroom that was getting closer and closer, she wanted to dry.

“The president and the others are coming over to look at my work. They will be monitoring the workers taking pictures and loading the paintings.”