"I'd like to commission a few paintings from the talented Xiao Chiang, the painter, to consign at Mingchen Studio," He Jin said, batting her eyes at her as if casting a spell. "I won't charge you a fee, and I'll even go all out to promote you. The money we make will be paid to you in full. How about it?"
Chiang Xiao didn't feel electrified, but rather a little shocked.
A tall and handsome man making such a cutesy gesture was simply dissonant.
"Hold on, are my paintings really that popular?"
Chiang Xiao felt relieved inside; she had been worried that the painting of the Welcoming Pine wouldn't change the vibe of the guesthouse after being hung up and that Uncle Lee would come looking for her.
Even if he did, she wouldn't take responsibility, but it would still be unpleasant.
Now, seeing that Uncle Lee still wanted her paintings, it meant that painting was a good fit.
She also hoped her paintings would be popular.
