IRHT CH9
“Cough…” Lin Congzhi was suffocated by the sweetness. “Cough, cough, cough, cough…” In that brief moment when their eyes met,...
IRHT CH8
Lin Congzhi was truly furious. In his eyes, Yu Shijing was genuine fine arts academy material, yet after taking just...
IRHT CH7
At that moment, that bizarre desire to conquer surged within him once more. For a split second, Lin Congzhi even...
IRHT CH6
Lin Congzhi had never spoken to anyone about these things before. All along, it wasn’t that he was intentionally bottling...
IRHT CH5
Five years ago, when Lin Congzhi was preparing for his graduation exhibition, Xiao Jingwen often hovered around him under the...
IRHT CH4
“I do mind,” Lin Congzhi said. Of course he minded—he minded to death. Because he couldn’t remember where he had...
IRHT CH3
Bang. Lin Congzhi sat back down in the car. The person closing the door for him was Xiao Jingwen. Just...
IRHT CH2
The lot selection process was public. Gleam Auction House would invite famous masters and experts from various fields to participate...
IRHT CH1
A storm refused to break, weighing down on the city until it felt stifling and suffocating. When the gallery assistant...