"It depends on the gentleman..."
Leh Ying sat in the wicker chair, smiling sweetly and teasingly asking, "What would you like to know?"
She was naturally flexible at the waist, and her body was supple. Ms. Wang Yanhe recognized her talent early on and took her to practice classical and ballet dancing every day as a child. Later, when Ms. Wang Yanhe felt that Leh Ying had even more talent for painting, she had to choose one over the other; she decided to nurture her painting skills and spared her the hardship of dance training.
So she shared her childhood story with Xu Jingxi, "Mother asked me if I wanted to be a painter or a dancer, and I didn't hesitate, choosing the former."
Xu Jingxi pinched her cheek and casually replied, "A great painter blessed by God with a meal to eat."
Maybe it was because she was praised, Leh Ying smiled and asked, "Do you also think I'm a great painter?"
Xu Jingxi snorted softly and put her legs down on the floor, "Stand up."
