Xiao Ba instantly fell into despair. "If you really can't, just one signature alone will do. You're so familiar with Boss Nanheng. Can you get his signature…"
Feng Ling recalled the struggles she previously went through to get his signature; her expression instantly darkened: "No."
Xiao Ba tugged on her sleeves gently: "Dear Feng Ling…"
Feng Ling stared speechlessly at the little fangirl's expression. She raised her hand to avoid her touch. "Impossible."
Xiao Ba saw that Feng Ling was firm and unlikely to give in. She sighed. "You see, I follow by Mrs. Mo's side everyday, but I've never met the great Mr. Mo even once! Even when I get to see him, I barely manage to catch a glance! It's like when you finally manage to catch a glimpse of the god you worship, but because your vision is poor, you can't see anything clearly. How regretful is that! I just want a few autographs, ahhh!"
