The reason He Mo quit her job to paint was simply her love for painting.
So when others misuse her paper and paint, it makes her uncomfortable.
But seeing the other person had already started painting, He Mo could only huff angrily, "Remember to pay for it later; I won't let you waste materials for nothing."
After saying that, she ignored Li Jing and focused intently on her own painting.
Who knows how much time passed before the birds on the branches began to chirp happily, and more residents gradually appeared on the roadside.
The originally quiet old town seemed to awaken, slowly becoming lively.
He Mo finally finished her artwork, leaned back slightly, and took a step back to take another look at her painting, nodding in satisfaction. Just as she was about to pack up, she heard Li Jing beside her sigh and say, "Hmm, today feels pretty good; it's been so long since I last painted, and it turned out well."
