Jian Xi's brows twitched violently, "Who is Ming Wei to you? Is he more important than your boss?"
"He is the patron who made an advance payment to purchase your first painting next year," Cheng Ling said.
The moment Jian Xi heard this, she ran her fingers through her hair, "Cheng Ling, we're not short of money now, sell fewer paintings!"
"What's wrong? Is the boss unhappy with my work? If so, fire me and find someone more capable!"
Jian Xi: "..."
She was afraid of Cheng Ling!
She softened her tone, "Cheng Ling, try to have less contact with Ming Wei in the future."
"Why?"
"He is too professional, I always feel scared."
"Afraid of being recognized?" Cheng Ling laughed, "Sis, don't tell me you think you can hide forever?"
"I don't know..." Jian Xi was extremely distressed.
Before she was reborn, every time she learned to paint, she had to find a secret place and paint surreptitiously. Even when she sought a master, she did so incognito and in secret.