Tong Lu had no idea how petty men could be. She felt at ease after she got the approval. That night, she sent Shanshan to the presidential palace to spend Thanksgiving with the First Lady and attend a charity dinner with him.
At the guest sign-in area, he decisively handed in the "purple fantasy" entrance gift.
Leng Yejin took the pen from the waiter and signed his name on the background board in a lively manner. Tong Lu raised her gaze and saw that he had also written her name. He wrote both names in one go without a single break in between.
It was as if they were originally one.
Leng Yejin was very satisfied with his work. His long arm landed arrogantly on her waist before he retracted it. He looked at the flashing lights at the counter and said in a low voice, " "How's my writing? Calligraphy Lady, please give me your evaluation."