<h4>Chapter 316: Chapter 316: The Painting on the Wall</h4>


    Jiang Mian wiped away tears and sobbed, "Wuu, getting sentimental in the middle of the night."


    Fu Sichen nced at the video on his phone and quickly understood. He reached out and hugged Jiang Mian into his arms.


    Jiang Mian seemed like a carefree character, a little princess who grew up spoiled and doted on.


    But her journey through the entertainment circle had not been smooth sailing. She had indeed experienced a lot.


    Until now...


    She had a group of fans who loved and supported her, creating a mutual feeling of rushing toward each other.


    No wonder she shed tearste at night.


    "In theing years, they’ll be there, and so will I..."


    Jiang Mian didn’t even know how she was coaxed to sleep afterward.


    The next day, she struggled to open her eyes under the intensity of the sea’s sunrise.


    Without even looking in the mirror, Jiang Mian knew just how swollen her eyes must be.


    Jiang Mian turned on her phone and switched to selfie mode.


    ...


    Oh my god!


    Her eyes were as swollen as walnuts!


    Luo Ting: [Sneaking into the fan forum in the middle of the night, not even bothering to use an alternate ount, happy birthday, Jiang Mian]


    Luo Ting: [They are waiting for your response]


    Jiang Mian v: [Cried my eyes outst night, thank you Gingers for the surprise~ I don’t have any special wishes, just hope everyone is safe and happy!]


    [If you say your wish out loud, it won’te true, Jiang Xiaomian!! But I wish all the sisters peace and joy!!]


    [Stayed up until 3 am, I guess what you’ve been up to woman]


    [Sisters upstairs, we all know very well haha]


    [Happy birthday!! Jiang Xiaomian!!]


    ...


    Jiang Mian got up after receiving the birthday presents and red envelopes from her parents and Grandpa Fu during the day.


    She freshened up and went to the deck just to see a man sipping coffee and wearing Bluetooth headphones, asionally uttering foreignnguages.


    How is it that this man constantly exudes his charm, tinged with a hint of sexiness?


    Fu Sichen looked up from the corner of his eye upon seeing the drowsy girl standing not far away.


    He waved his hand at her and then spoke to the person in the video: "sorry, my wife is awake."


    The person in the video quickly understood, and the two decided to continue their conversationter.


    Fu Sichen put aside his earphone and closed hisptop.


    Jiang Mian naturally hooked her arm around Fu Sichen’s neck and sat on hisp.


    "That doesn’t count! Not a bit! I didn’t get any birthday presents."


    Fu Sichen lowered his gaze and chuckled softly, yfully toying with Jiang Mian’s fingers: "Mrs. Fu’s present could never be just those."


    !!!!!!


    "I’ll take you to see it."


    Fu Sichen picked up Jiang Mian and headed inside.


    The two arrived at another room on the yacht. When the door opened, it wasn’t much different from the room they slept in the night before, except for arge painting on the wall, covered with a cloth.


    Fu Sichen put down Jiang Mian and yanked the cloth off in one stroke.


    !!!!!!


    Holy shit shit shit!! (Jiang Mian censored herself)


    She instinctively covered her eyes; the painting’s "color" was too much!


    Under the azure sky, on the golden beach, a stranded mermaid gasped for breath, her red lips slightly parted, searching for the breath of life, her beautiful eyes somewhat powerless, flickering with a faint light.


    Even the mermaid’s scales were identical to the ones from the night before.


    Jiang Mian immediately covered the painting again: "Fu Sichen, you, you, you..."


    "How are you not embarrassed at all!!"


    The audacity of that man to paint a post-intimacy scene.


    And to hang it so tantly on the wall, was he harboring some bizarre thoughts?