"Girl." Yu Qiubai was walking alongside Shen Xi when he abruptly shortened the distance between them and dragged out his speech. "Your handwriting is pretty similar to Cloud Seven!"
Shen Xi swept a glance at him in disdain. "Run home."
Yu Qiubai sure was full of hot air after grabbing himself a bag of popcorn. He had to poke his nose in everything.
Trying to trick her into talking?
Cloud Seven had never disclosed her signature, so there was no way he had seen Cloud Seven's handwriting.
Yu Qiubai smiled and narrowed his long flirty eyes at her before answering, "I happen to know the old boss of Cloud Seven's internet site. I've seen her signature."
"You have Cloud Seven's signature?" With Song Wenye's excited voice heard from behind, she bolted over. "Where did you get it? Is it an autographed book? How much is it? Please sell it to me."
Her selective hearing only picked up on the main points which were Cloud Seven and signature.
