Chapter 6: Stop Messing Around

"What are you doing?" Tang Xi hurried over.

Xiao Feng made a face at her. "You naked hussy, you're shameless, pfft!"

With that, he darted away from the studio door like a streak of lightning.

Only then did it dawn on Tang Xi that the bedroom door hadn't been closed properly. This meant the boy had been peeking at her and Gu Yu through the crack the entire time. The thought of such an intimate moment being spied upon left her both anxious and furious. Usually, the house was empty save for the domestic staff, who stayed in their own quarters on the ground floor unless needed, so she had never made a habit of locking the bedroom door.

Tang Xi rushed into the studio. Sure enough, the canvas had been pulled down, and the paint box was overturned on the floor. Fortunately, the painting itself was undamaged. She covered the canvas again and locked the studio door. She had never imagined she would have to be on guard like this in her own home.

Returning to the bedroom, she found Gu Yu on the balcony, speaking on the phone. It was likely something about the company, as he sounded furious. Under the circumstances, Tang Xi knew better than to add fuel to the fire.

She pulled back the covers and lay down, feeling uneasy. Gu Yu stayed on the phone for a long time—so long that Tang Xi was drifting off to sleep. Vaguely, she heard a knock at the door, followed by Gu Wennuan's voice: "Brother, Xiao Feng's wound seems to be inflamed."

Gu Yu left immediately.

Tang Xi opened her eyes. When that boy had made faces at her earlier, he had run faster than a monkey; he hadn't looked like someone suffering from an inflamed wound at all. Gu Wennuan was also quite something. Even though she was Gu Yu's sister and might truly need help, they