When Hu Lei finally got her turn at the Carefree Dreams table, she felt like her faith in life had been restored. So far, almost every author she had met had a name that lacked compatibility with their physical selves. She finally understood why Bo Qian had thought that she was a huge man.
Carefree Dreams was a beautiful woman. Hu Lei could not see much else, but she could not help nodding mentally at the gorgeous woman. The author had shoulder-length hair which framed her face perfectly. Her phoenix eyes and aligned nose worked together with her perfectly shaped lips to create an image worth of a thousand paintings.
Though the crowds had dwindled, there were still a number of people at her table and more waiting. This showed the popularity of the woman. Hu Lei finally felt like she had really come to an important event. She liked other authors, but Carefree Dreams held a special place in her heart.