The entire studio had been smashed to pieces, and Xie Panxia and Pu Yixiu were still locked in an argument.
Xie Panxia raged, "If you want to paint, fine! Call your own wife over! Why do you have to paint mine?!"
Pu Yixiu said, "But I'm not married yet! Once I am, I'll definitely invite everyone to my estate to paint my wife!"
[What poor woman would have to suffer eight lifetimes of rotten luck to become your wife?!]
"Wang Haihai is so beautiful, so elegant, so dignified! Why are you so selfish that you insist on hiding her away?!"
Xie Panxia was nearly stupefied with rage. "Why do you think?! Wang Haihai is my wife!"
[I'm on Xie Panxia's side for this one!]
The gossip squad nodded in unison. We're on Xie Panxia's side too!
Painter Number Three said, "If everyone in the world were as selfish and self-serving as you, how would art ever develop?!"
Painter Number Four said, "Exactly! How would Great Xia ever progress?! You don't understand art, but could you at least stop destroying it?!"
Wu Anwan's voice was the loudest, practically a roar. "Please be more magnanimous, broaden your horizons, and show some universal love!"
*[...]*
Jian Ruonan had the privilege of witnessing this utterly immoral display of moral blackmail, and it left her dumbstruck.
They were painting someone else's wife and blaming him for it. What sort of brain-bashing mystery organization was this?
[One word: incredible!]
It wasn't just Jian Ruonan. The other three girls were also watching with their jaws hanging open.
Dantai Mo was equally lost in the fog. So complicated. Mustn't learn from this.
Min Yao said, "Yunyun, isn't that Young Master Pu from the family discussing a marriage with you?"
Min Yun said, "..."
"Let's watch carefully and try