บท 42: Blow It For Me

"Practice writing my name first, and then practice yours," Wei Zhiqian said.

"Why don't you practice mine first? Mine is just two words, so it's simpler," Tan Mo replied.

Wei Zhiqian didn't know how to respond to her. 

'Who said this little girl is cute? She is not obedient at all!'

"No matter what you do, you can't just give up because of difficulties. Choosing the easy way means giving up. Precisely, my name is difficult. When you master writing my name, other characters will be much easier." Wei Zhiqian stuffed his pen into Tan Mo's hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Let's practice!"

Tan Mo: "..."

'Yeah, right.'

Helpless, Tan Mo practiced writing obediently.

　　 Wei Zhiqian looked at her with satisfaction. He thought that if Tan Mo had mastered writing his name, once her brothers discovered that the characters written by their only sister were those of his name, they would have been immensely annoyed.