Recalling how Zhao Jing had acted nonchalant while repeatedly glancing over at Chen Wanqing, then suddenly got up to pay the bill, Mr. Wang was thoroughly amused. He couldn't help but point at Zhao Jing and say, "So you have your eager days too. Jing, tell me the truth. You've had your eye on Miss Chen for a long time, haven't you…?"
Zhao Jing said, "Mr. Wang, in the time before my wedding, if anyone needs calligraphy work done—formal invitations, congratulatory messages, gift lists—please accept the jobs on my behalf. I'll come to the county town every three days from now on so the clients won't have to wait long."
Mr. Wang forgot what he was about to say. He just lowered his voice even more and asked Zhao Jing, "First the marriage proposal, then the engagement—that must have emptied your wallet, right? Are you trying to quickly earn some money for the betrothal gifts?"
