"This is Su Aiping's favorite painting?" Mu Shaolei couldn't help but speak sarcastically, thinking, a vicious woman like Su Aiping, could she really appreciate art? It was somewhat ridiculous.
"Take it or leave it."
"Of course, I don't believe it." Mu Shaolei wasn't a fool; how could he be fooled by a few words from Su Zhengyi?
Upon finishing his words, Mu Shaolei glanced sideways at Su Zhengjie, seeing him glaring angrily. Mu Shaolei suddenly laughed, feeling quite good.
Mu Shaolei knew that getting reliable information from them was impossible, so he didn't want them hanging around to be an eyesore. He said, "Throw them to the police station, let the officers there educate them properly."
Soon, the bodyguards and the Su brothers were gone, and the villa returned to its usual quietness.
This couldn't just be about a painting. Otherwise, the Su family wouldn't risk coming here in the middle of the night to fetch it!
