"I should learn to be self-reliant too." Chen Liting gently pulled his sleeve out of her hand and subconsciously looked up at the second floor again.
For some reason, he was a bit worried the girl upstairs might see him being close with Ye Wanqing.
"But this is just a part-time job. How much can you really earn here? You might as well tell your uncle to arrange a job for you at the furniture city. You could earn more and have less pressure. The most important thing is that you wouldn't have to watch others' expressions."
Ye Wanqing wasn't sure why she didn't like the idea of Chen Liting working here part-time.
She had just seen that painting on the wall and thought it was very much Chiang Xiao's style.
Of course, she hadn't considered that this was Chiang Xiao's shop, but simply thought the owner might have bought a painting by Chiang Xiao, making her very jealous.
Anyway, she disliked anyone who liked Chiang Xiao's paintings.
So, she instantly felt a dislike for this shop.
