You're Making Fun of Me

Su Li patiently signed on all the items placed before her, as Zhang Dashan and the policewoman stood eagerly waiting for their items to be marked. Su Li's strokes were artistic and elegant, and her signature's aesthetic beauty could be considered an art in itself.

"Thank you, Goddess Su Li!"

Zhang Dashan was overcome with joy. His eyes glazed dreamily as he stood admiring the items with Su Li had autographed. It was if he was staring at a heap of priceless treasure.

The policewoman was elated when she was handed back her signed notebook, carefully placing it back in her pocket.

When she finished the task, Su Li looked up with her bewitching eyes and gave them both a polite smile. She did not say a word but only took Su Xiaobei by the hand and made ready to leave.