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Yan Qingyi felt that his actions were somewhat funny. He would never have thought that the person in his portrait would be her!

But from his appearance, it seemed that he had dispelled the suspicion that she was the assassin when he met her during the day!

But then again, had he really cleared himself of suspicion? Otherwise, why would he paint her?

Yan Qingyi chuckled. In the end