Luo Lixi took the paper and used three glances to read the contents. Then she picked the pen and signed it.
From the side, Luo Lixiang watched them silently. When Pan Er Jiu wanted to take it back, he dropped the half-finished cigarette on top of the paper and exclaimed, "Ouch! My fingers slipped!"
"Ah…No!" Because of his sudden exclamation, Pan Er Jiu failed to receive the paper and it dropped on the desk. Suddenly, the delicate paper caught fire.
"Ah, what to do?!" Pan Er Jiu blew air to stop the burning but it got only better. In a few seconds, the whole paper turned into ashes and flew on Luo Lixi's face.
"Er Jiu, stop!" Luo Lixi coughed as she took a tissue and wiped her face. Luo Lixiang watched Pan Er Jiu with interest and laughed out, "Didn't expect the old man would place a clumsy girl under you. Heh!"
