Jian Xi cleared up her materials and heard the sound of a WeChat message. She swiped to look and felt dizzy.
"Why did you send it out?"
"Wife, this is the first time you've drawn for me, and it's also a moment with both of us in it, worth commemorating."
"But the drawing isn't good..."
"That's why it's even more worth commemorating. When you become a great artist, looking back at this will be very meaningful."
Drip, drip, drip—
Nan Mufeng's phone began to ring incessantly, all likes and comments.
Leading the charge was Rui Kun, "Boss, you actually have the nerve to post such an ugly picture in your circle of friends? You should have Photoshopped it first."
The next second, Rui Kun was blacklisted.
Following right after came Xiao Hang, "Boss, where are you? I miss you. Did you hurt your face?"
Then, Xiao Hang was blacklisted too.
Jian Xi also had their WeChat, so she saw the messages before Nan Mufeng deleted them.
