Fractured Hues of a Winter's Night Chapter 109

He liked her sense of shame and disgust, and the ethics that could not be washed away from her. If this story were made into a movie, with a narrator, the narrator would clearly say that her sense of shame was the source of his shameless happiness. He shot into her deep upbringing, kneading her sense of shame hard into a shy shape. When he lay on top of her and howled like a dog, she really felt that something in her heart was stabbed to death by him.

--- "The Garden of Fang Siqi's First Love"

At 10:13 pm, Langston Xing returned from the hotel balcony after finishing his phone call. Outside the hotel suite, the director's assistant was lying on the coffee table typing a letter of commitment, surrounded by four or five criminal police officers.

Under the watchful eyes of a room full of criminal police, the assistant input every word dictated by the partner into the computer without missing a word, then went back to revise the words and typos, printed them out in duplicate, and had both parties A and B sign them.

Because the director fell asleep in the bathroom with a bottle of wine in his arms, the representative of Party A who signed was one of the heads of the studio. As the representative of Party B, Langston Xing only had the power to sign on his behalf, so he wrote his own name and handed a page to the head of the office: "OK?"