Hearing Zhuge Qingqing say "unnecessary" over and over, Shi Yiqing's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"You think just by saying it's unnecessary you won't target me anymore? Don't think I don't know what kind of relationship you have with Shi Yaoguang."
"Maybe you two conspired together to mess with me, really thinking I don't know anything, that I would just stupidly let you pull the wool over my eyes?"
"I've already explained what needed explaining. If you insist on being contentious with me, it becomes meaningless."
Zhuge Qingqing crossed her arms over her chest, "I question your painting, not because I have anything against you; after all, we were strangers before this."
Shi Yiqing didn't believe her, "Then why do you say my painting is bad?"
Zhuge Qingqing looked calm and collected, "Because what I said is the truth."
"You can't just not care about the quality because you're painting for free."