C331 The blue lotus stole from me

Smith looked into Yun Xiaoruan's eyes and said: "Xiao Rou, this painting is very famous, don't you know about it?"

"Famous?"

Yun Xiaoruan was startled, and looked at Smith with a puzzled expression.

Smith was already close to fifty. He had lived for half a lifetime, yet he had never seen any kind of person.

If Yun Xiaoruan acted out the expression on her face that was filled with questions