Lin Chuxia nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "Yeah, I did a good job imitating, didn't I? Do you want one? I can sign a few for you too! Oh, and I can imitate Gu Yuheng's signature as well—it's pretty convincing, right, Gu Yuheng?"
Gu Yuheng, whose name had been mentioned, nodded, "Mmm. Very convincing."
But as he knew, the reason she had learned to imitate his signature before was to make it easier to divorce him in the future.
Thus, Gu Seven promptly dismissed a certain thought.
...
Time flew by, and before long, the winter vacation arrived.
Fang Jiaxi had originally planned to return directly to Nancheng during the winter vacation, but somehow, she ended up staying.
Now, she only needed to take a bus to Tao Qinghua's house for piano lessons on weekends; on weekdays, she practiced on her own in her room at Bishui Huating.
Previously, if she wanted to practice the piano, she had to go back to her old house.
