CHAPTER 1946: CHAPTER 1882: I HAVE TO SAY SOMETHING

The two men exchanged a glance, both somewhat helpless.

"Young Master, Mr. Wen Li seems to place a lot of importance on that Oriental Miss, which is why he specifically assigned Arthur as her assistant. If anything were to truly happen to her during the competition, I’m afraid Mr. Wen Li would get angry."

"Alright, alright, I know. Why are you all so nagging?"

Wilson changed the topic, pointing ahead: "Take a look at this scene, how is it?"

Chiang Xiao and Liu Guoying walked far away, leaving the man from earlier behind.

However, Liu Guoying still felt a little regretful, because he really thought the colors, composition, and difficulty of that scene were quite good.

With Chiang Xiao’s skill, she could definitely paint that scene, and she would paint it excellently.

In this way, the chances of advancing to the finals would be very high.

But he wasn’t sure if that man was still there, and it would be troublesome to go back after walking so far, so they had to choose something else.

Fortunately, this park had plenty of beautiful scenery, and as they wandered around, they found a few spots that Chiang Xiao memorized one by one, even taking out a small notebook to sketch a few strokes to deepen her impression.

After wandering for about two and a half hours, they exited through another gate and did not encounter the man from before, allowing Liu Guoying to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After waiting for a while, Pheng Fei arrived to pick them up in his car.

"So, how was it? Was the scenery inside nice?" Pheng Fei asked as soon as he saw them.

Liu Guoying and Chiang Xiao looked at him, raising their eyebrows simultaneously, their expressions almost identical.

"Mr. Pheng, your face," Liu Guoying pointed to his left cheek, "what happened?"

Pheng Fei’s left cheek was a large, bluish-purple bruise, slightly swollen.

What happened? It was clear he got punched.

So her private assistant took leave to get into a fight?

Chiang Xiao was beginning to doubt if he was assigned to her just because he spoke Chinese.

"Oh, this, it’s nothing serious." Pheng Fei said, reaching up to touch his left cheek, wincing a bit.

It really hurt.

"You could actually use a hard-boiled egg to gently roll over it, that will help it heal faster." Liu Guoying didn’t press further.

It’s a private matter; they couldn’t just keep asking about it.

"Really?" Pheng Fei said. "I’ll try it tonight when I get back. Thank you, Teacher Liu. Please, get in the car."

After they got in the car, Pheng Fei was about to start the engine but then turned to Chiang Xiao: "Once we get back, I’ll introduce you to some painters in the competition you’ll need to pay attention to."

She has competitors to watch out for?

Although there’s a saying that knowing your enemy makes you unbeatable in a hundred battles, she always goes all out in competitions, so knowing or not knowing doesn’t really matter.

Regardless, she was at this level.

Not knowing, she’s at this level too.

The competition is really about each person’s true abilities.

If what Pheng Fei says and the judges have no issues.

But it’s a kind gesture from Pheng Fei, so she still thanked him.

Pheng Fei first took them out to dinner, and only after did he return them to the hotel.

All three entered Liu Guoying’s room.

After sitting down, Pheng Fei looked at Chiang Xiao with a somewhat serious expression and said, "I initially thought there was no need to say more, but today I heard something that made me think it’s necessary to tell you."