With a "bang," the bathroom door burst open, waking Ye Lingyun, revealing it was just his own dream. It seems the allure of adults is strong; otherwise, they wouldn't have such dreams.
"Hey, boss, you went out." Ye Lingyun laughed.
"Lingyun, actually, I came to find you today mainly to talk to you." The landlady became very serious.
"But in the meantime, you could give me a shoulder massage too. I was worn out yesterday," said the landlady, as she beckoned Ye Lingyun, implying he should hurry up and give her a massage!
Ye Lingyun found himself at a loss for words. Regardless, he didn't lose out on anything.
"Lingyun, have you seen the painting in front of you?" The landlady asked Ye Lingyun to look up front, where there was a strange painting.
Ye Lingyun saw the painting and felt an odd sensation in his heart. "Madam, this painting is not simple. What's it made of?" Ye Lingyun frowned. Though he couldn't pinpoint the issue, it always left him with an uncertain feeling.
