Lan Xin Ai thought that he would ask her, but to her surprise, Mr. Xi didn't ask anything. She also didn't speak out, curious to see how Mr. Xi would react.
"Honey, you take your time. I'm off to paint," she said.
In her free afternoons, Lan Xin Ai would find herself painting the coastline. The ocean waves, the white clouds, and the sky all found their way onto her canvas.
Once she had arranged her painting supplies, she flicked through her previous work, all landscapes, which were becoming a bit tiresome.
She thought for a moment before turning back again: "Honey, can you be my model?"
"Sure, but..."
Xi Yemo's eyes were dark as night, focused on the innocent young woman in front of him.
"But what?" The young woman regretted asking as soon as the question left her lips. This man was as naughty as a wolf. What would she do if he were to try and pull another trick?
"But, you have to give the reward agreed upon this morning."
