Lu Heting stood up. He was even a head taller than Su Bei, who was a supermodel. He leaned closer and turned his handsome face to her. "Did you want me to sign it or not?"
Su Bei smiled self-mockingly. "I had no right to ask you to sign it or not sign it. It was my fault, after all. Whether you signed it or not, I respect your decision. But it will still impact me, so I really want to know the answer."
"Miss Su, do you wish I signed it because you are in a hurry to start a bright new life?" Lu Heting asked slowly in a tone that was too obscure to reveal what he was thinking. But his fists, which were hanging beside his legs, were almost clenched out of shape.
"Did you sign it?" Su Bei was so nervous that she twisted the hem of her dress with her fingers as she waited for the answer.
