Seeing how nervous Wang Manni was, Wang Yue smiled and reassured her. "There are plenty of women in our Great Han who remarry. Not everyone minds.
"What matters more to me is what you think from now on. I'm glad you chose to be honest with me, and I'll treat you well!"
Wang Manni finally let go of her worries. She hugged Wang Yue tightly and said, deeply moved, "You're so good to me. You're wonderful!"
She really wanted to drag Wang Yue into bed and have her way with him—that was the only thing that would put her mind at ease. But she knew her two best friends were still at home, so she didn't keep getting intimate with him. Instead, she wanted him to hurry up and paint Gu Jia, then send her friend off!
So Wang Manni let go of Wang Yue, pulled out a tissue to wipe her tears, and then called to the two people in the study,
"Gu Jia, Zhong Xiaoqin, are you ready? A Yue's going to paint a portrait of Gu Jia!"
Gu Jia hurried out of the study. Seeing that Wang Manni had calmed down, she smiled and said, "You two are no fun. We thought you'd be busy being lovey-dovey for ages, and you called us over after barely any time at all."
Wang Manni glanced at Wang Yue. Worried that he, being from the past, might not be used to modern dirty jokes, she quickly said, "I was just thinking about having you paint her, too! I'm telling you, once you miss this chance, you won't get another one!"
By then, Zhong Xiaoqin had noticed that her portrait had been moved to another table. She went straight over to look at it, paying no attention to the banter between