He replied disinterestedly, "Sorry, the pond is full."
Hearing this, a look of doubt rose on Ye Wan's innocent face.
She didn't understand what connection a pond had with wechat.
Was it some kind of metaphor?
Unlike Ye Wan, that young lady wasn't angry upon hearing this; she even seemed a bit happy.
After all, she wasn't looking for a devoted guy.
A guy like Jiang Cheng, who liked "raising fish," was easier to hook, wasn't he?
"What about QQ then?"
A hint of seduction could be seen on her face.
A flash of annoyance crossed Jiang Cheng's eyes as he said coldly, "What do you think?"
After saying that, Jiang Cheng instead took out his phone and said to Ye Wan, "Beautiful, can I add your wechat?"
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, a faint blush suddenly rose on Ye Wan's face.
Jiang Cheng actually rejected such a beautiful young lady and came to add her wechat instead?
To make her voice sound less nervous...
Ye Wan imitated Jiang Cheng's words from earlier and said stumbling slightly, "Um... okay... sure, my pond isn't full yet?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng reject her twice in a row...
...and now even scanning a code to add Ye Wan right in front of her, the woman's face instantly darkened as if covered by dark clouds.
With nowhere to vent her resentment, she directed it straight at Ye Wan.
She said viciously, "Dark and ugly, what's so good about a short winter melon?"
Her voice was sharp and piercing, as unpleasant as fingernails scratching a blackboard.
Filled with jealousy and resentment, she seemed to blame her frustration at being rejected by Jiang Cheng on Ye Wan's presence.
"Some girls look clean on the surface, but they're actually very dark in private, right?"
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly with a faint hint of mockery.
Standing nearby, Ye Wan had already been hit with a sense of inferiority by the beautiful woman's caustic words.
She was like a frost-bitten eggplant, silently shrinking into her own world.
At this moment, hearing Jiang Cheng's sudden words, a flash of doubt crossed her dull eyes, like a slight ripple on a calm lake.
The woman with makeup as exquisite as a display window doll seemed to have a sensitive nerve touched upon hearing Jiang Cheng's words.
Her legs instinctively clamped together tightly.
Her carefully painted eyes also widened slightly, her face filled with an expression of disbelief and incredulity.
She replied blankly, "How do you kno—"
Halfway through, she seemed to suddenly realize something.
She stopped abruptly, a hint of panic and guilt showing in her eyes.
Seeing Jiang Cheng take Ye Wan's hand and turn to leave...
...the beautiful woman's mouth pouted involuntarily, her eyes faintly revealing a sense of unwillingness and annoyance.
Pouting, she unconsciously looked at her micro-mini skirt... Being suddenly led by Jiang Cheng, Ye Wan's face turned as red as blood.
Her hand trembled slightly, and she stiffly allowed Jiang Cheng to lead her.
Her heart pounded violently in her chest, as if it were about to jump out of her throat.
Noticing Ye Wan's discomfort, Jiang Cheng spoke naturally, "I'm serious, have you ever seen Jimmy's drawings? The style of what you drew is somewhat similar to his."
Jiang Cheng's voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze lightly brushing across Ye Wan's heart.
Being praised like this by Jiang Cheng, a surge of unspeakable joy rose in Ye Wan's heart.
She had loved drawing since she was a child.
But because she didn't have the means, she often used a tree branch to sketch the images in her mind on the sand.
Or left her graffiti on the moss of buildings.
She lowered her head shyly and said softly.
"I don't know how to paint. I'm okay at drawing these cartoon characters, but I can't do anything else..."
Jiang Cheng nodded slightly and said with an encouraging smile.
"When you have time, you can go online and look at some illustrations or picture books. I think you'll like them, and they suit you well."
When he saw Ye Wan making the menu last time, Jiang Cheng noticed that her drawings of these little cartoon figures were very interesting.
Even more interestingly, Ye Wan would always add some words related to the weather or the environment on the side.
This made the otherwise ordinary menu unique.
Rather than an ordering board, it was more like a picture book illustration full of stories.
Take the signature milk tea on the flyer in Jiang Cheng's hand, for example.
Ye Wan hadn't just properly written the name and price.
She had also drawn a little boy with his head down next to it.
The little boy's expression was a bit aggrieved yet full of expectation.
It was followed by a sentence: "Mom always says I can only drink milk tea when I grow up, but this tea is clearly made of pure milk. Great, I don't have to grow up anymore..."
The illustration looked extremely cute.
But upon closer inspection, one could feel a faint, hidden sadness within it.
Like a faint, ethereal note of sorrow mixed into a melodious tune.
It indeed bore some resemblance to certain picture book illustrators.
Ye Wan's personality was somewhat taciturn.
Such a personality might make it difficult to fully show her potential in the finance industry.
But if she developed in the direction of a picture book illustrator...
...with her unique painting talent and delicate inner world, she might be able to carve out a world of her own.
Although her true strength couldn't be judged by a single illustration...
...in art, no matter how poor your foundation is...
...or if you've never studied professional painting...
...as long as you have money, or rather, aren't stingy about throwing money at it...
...even a piece of trash can be transformed into a work of art.
Ye Wan didn't take Jiang Cheng's words to heart.
After nodding, she seemed to suddenly remember something important.
She hurriedly pulled her phone out of her pocket and swiped her finger across the screen a few times.
Her eyes widened slightly as she glanced at the time displayed.
Seeing that it was almost time, she couldn't help but get a little anxious.
Her hand hurriedly pulled away from Jiang Cheng's.
Her steps were also a bit cramped and nervous as she prepared to walk straight ahead.
Taking all this in, a flash of imperceptible concern crossed Jiang Cheng's eyes.
He quickly set off, unhurriedly following Ye Wan toward the store.