"I want one of your paintings."
Su Qiao narrowed her eyes, a few traces of coldness flashing in them. "You want me to paint you?"
Sun Zhihao hurriedly shook his head. "No, I want a painting you made. Any one will do."
"Get lost."
Su Qiao had no time to waste here with him.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Sun Zhihao grew anxious. "Wait, wait! I'll tell you."
Su Qiao stopped and turned to look at him.
"Something went missing from the safe in the Underground Room of my house. The jewelry, diamonds, and gold bars are all gone."
Su Qiao's eyes lit up. This was precisely one of the questions she had considered before. "About how much were they worth?"
Sun Zhihao raised two fingers. "More than twenty million."
"Be more specific."
Sun Zhihao calculated briefly. "Around twenty-six million."
As he spoke, he pulled a photograph from inside his clothes. "I took this before. The purchase receipts from back then are in the safe in the Underground Room."
Su Qiao took it and quickly glanced over it.
There were diamonds, gemstones, and gold bars.
"You think your wife, Ding Peixin, took them?"
Sun Zhihao fell silent for a moment. "Who else could it be? The door to the Underground Room can only be opened with my or her fingerprints. The safe has a double password, and only she and I know it."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Su Qiao was somewhat annoyed.
If he had said it sooner, she would not have been troubled by this for so long.
"Those days left me so muddled that I nearly lost my mind. I simply didn't think of it."
Sun Zhihao truly had not thought of it at first. It was only after he learned that Xia Xiaolin