Le Tian looked at Lin Xuan’s signature. It was an abstract signature that she could not tell that it was Lin Xuan’s name.
After Lin Xuan signed her name, she passed it to Le Tian. “Thank you Auntie for liking me.”
“Thank you, Miss Lin,” Le Tian said as she reached out to take the poster. “By the way, Miss Lin, can you help me sign a name that isn’t abstract? I’m afraid that my mother will think that I’m lying to her. You don’t know how happy my mother is when she finds out that I get to come to the set.” Le Tian said with a troubled expression, “My mother is an especially stubborn person who loves to overthink.”
“I understand. People like us can’t really recognize the names we’ve signed either.” As Lin Xuan said that, she took over the poster and signed the name ‘Lin Xuan’.
A glint of unreadable contemplation flashed across Le Tian’s eyes as she watched. Finally, she looked up and smiled. “Thank you so much, Miss Lin. Miss Lin is such a nice person. No wonder so many people like you. I’ll definitely tell my mother when I get back.”
Lin Xuan passed the pen to her assistant and smiled as well. “It’s because I wasn’t careful enough to not cross the line previously. I shouldn’t have sent Master Ding to your room. Yet, it didn’t seem appropriate for me to keep Master Ding with me either. Anyway, it’s I who is at fault. I’m sorry.”
Le Tian accepted Lin Xuan’s apology. Ding Yuejia urged Le Tian to return. Le Tian apologized to Lin Xuan before excusing herself to bring Ding Yuejia back to his room.
Lin Xuan watched Le Tian as she left. A mocking smile appeared on her face. “A country bumpkin who doesn’t know anything can’t be a threat,” Lin Xuan muttered and turned around to return to her room.
After Le Tian closed the door, Ding Yuejia looked at Le Tian in confusion. “Why does Mommy want that woman’s autograph? I don’t like her at all.”
“I don’t like her either,” Le Tian responded as she looked at the autographed poster in her hand. She took a picture of Lin Xuan’s signature and sent it to Ye Yuwei.
Mrs. Gu: [You got it?]
Born Optimist: [That woman thinks I’m an idiot and doesn’t suspect me at all. But Sis Yuwei, why do you want this?]
Mrs. Gu: [That’s why I say you’re clueless. If Ding Junqi’s guess is right, Lin Xuan is the one who posted the news. If she spent money to hire someone to do this, she’d definitely leave behind evidence of the transfer. The signature on the transfer receipt can’t be in abstract form.]
Born Optimist: [But she can use WeChat or Alipay, can’t she?]
Mrs. Gu: [Oh, my sweet, stupid child. How can she use online payment? It’s easy to track.]
Born Optimists: […]
Mrs. Gu: [Keep the poster. When you come back, hand it to PA Wen. He’ll handle it.]
Born Optimist: [Okay.]
Le Tian looked at the poster in her hand and could not help but lament about how dark this world was. It felt like it might not be suitable for her to live here.
Ye Yuwei received the picture and passed it to PA Wen. Gu Juexi came in from the outside and scooped her into his arms. “What are you doing?”
“Le Tian got Lin Xuan’s signature. I just handed it over to PA Wen,” Ye Yuwei replied as she leaned into his arms and showed Gu Juexi her phone.
Gu Juexi only peered at it for a short while. “What’s Xin Ya doing recently?”
Ye Yuwei paused. “Xin Ya hasn’t contacted me for a long time. Didn’t you arrange a place for her to stay in and an assistant too?”
Gu Juexi nodded. Ye Yuwei’s lips twitched. Then, what was the point of asking her?
“However, do you really think Xin Ya can do it? She hasn’t acted before, and the industry is such a mess, I’m afraid she’ll—”
“As long as she can stay true to her heart, nothing will happen to her. Her eyes are the same as yours in the past,” Gu Juexi said.
