Look at Brother Qingqing, who is usually such a decent gentleman, but he actually ruined her reputation like this... Wuwu, Shaocheng, please wake up quickly, if you don't wake up, I will become Daji...
Bai Qingqing also walked out of the inner room, wearing white clothes, with the same stoic attitude, and the expression on his face was also light, which was completely opposite to Nan Baihao who was lying on the ground with a smile.
Sure enough, within a few moments, the seniors came up with a new topic.
The housekeeper entered the bedroom with a few documents and said with a sad face: "The old men said that there are some documents here. They brought them with them when they came here. If you are free, you can just sign them and let them take them away, which will save time and trouble."
, now the old men are going to the ancestral hall, come pick it up in an hour!”
Nan Baihao's smile was clear: "Second brother, what should I do? If I sign, won't the secret be revealed immediately?"
Bai Qingqing's expression also became solemn. It's not difficult to sign several documents in an hour. Even if he is seriously ill and busy, he still has this time. Besides, it has just been shown that he actually still has the energy to indulge in sex. It makes no sense that he has no time to sign a few documents.
document.
Bai Qingqing didn't speak for a long time. Nan Baihao was impatient and couldn't wait any longer. "Second brother, please think of something."
"Isn't this what you were thinking about?"
The housekeeper suddenly moved his eyelids, "Actually... there is someone who can give it a try."
"Butler, tell me."
"Once upon a time, Miss Chenxing forged a letter of release from Mr. Chen, which was enough to look fake," the housekeeper said, walking to the bedside and said to Chenxing, "Miss Chenxing, I wonder who wrote that letter of release?"
Chenxing was still buried in Gu Shaocheng's arms without raising her head. When she heard the voice, she raised her face with a red face and said super embarrassed: "...I."
After twenty days of perseverance, Chenxing had freed his restrained hands from the two bodies. After thinking for a while, he asked blankly: "What did you say? Did you sign it? Is it Shaocheng's handwriting?"
I can."
Last time she forged Gu Shaocheng's handwriting, and every time he worked in the study, he would pull her over. After reading the documents, he was too lazy to write, so he left it to her, an assistant, to sign and seal. Gu Shaocheng said her handwriting was enough to be authentic.
Even he couldn't tell which one was signed by him and which one was signed by her.
Nan Baihao’s eyes bulged: “Really or not?”
Speaking of this, that was Chen Xing's specialty, "If you don't believe me, I'll sign it for you. It's okay to sign. Just bring a piece of white paper."
Nan Baihao brought her a pen and paper hesitantly, and Chenxing frowned, "Please help me and Shaocheng change directions. I can't write with my left hand, and my right hand is pressed."
After changing directions, Chen Xing signed Gu Shaocheng's name on a piece of A-paper in a hurry. While signing, he said proudly: "In those few years, I didn't have much money to spend at my aunt's house, so I earned money by writing homework for my classmates.
Pocket money, in order to prevent teachers from finding out that I am ghostwriting, I have worked very hard to imitate other people's handwriting. No teacher can find out that the homework I ghostwrite is ghostwritten, so I charge more than others every time.
The fee is high, and I have also developed a good skill in imitating handwriting."
"Damn, I really can't even tell the difference, Chenxing, you are so... awesome!" Nan Baihao gave her a big thumbs up, and suddenly thought of something: "Don't tell me that this is how you learned your ventriloquist.
To make pocket money?"
Chenxing muttered: "Of course not!" She would not tell others how she imitated Gu Shaocheng's voice, that was her little secret.