Josie Yates frantically typed a message on her phone: [Ahhh, I absolutely love your artwork, you're a magical artist, simply amazing.]
[Absolutely stunning!]
[Can I share this picture on Weibo? I promise I'll only post it there and won't use it commercially.]
Mia Sutton looked at the messages popping up one after another, thought of that painting, her small face rarely turned red, and she gave a light cough before starting to type a reply.
"Sure, you can."
Actually, the fee given would even cover commercial use.
But just the thought of that painting being used commercially made Mia feel a bit uncomfortable, so it's better if it's not.
[Will you still accept private commissions in the future? Can I commission you again?]
[Mainly because your art is just so incredibly amazing, I really love it.]
With three consecutive uses of the word "too", Mia could fully imagine the young lady's appearance on the other side.
[I do, as long as the price is right, there's no problem.]
