Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 950: Regret Won't Help

Chapter 950: Regret Won’t Help

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Once the signing event kicked off, Su Wen settled behind the counter per the staff’s arrangement. Zhou Yan even a.s.signed a young man and woman as her a.s.sistants, stationed on her left and right to hand her pens and a.s.sist with other tasks.

Initially, the event was a bit chaotic, with noise filling the air as people bought books and exchanged money. However, they quickly adapted, and Su Wen found her rhythm.

She began signing swiftly.

When she first entered the industry, she had her signature specially designed. Su Wen’s autograph was truly a work of art; it was unique and distinct. Despite its complexity, one wouldn’t be able to recognize her without putting in some effort and making connections.

The first lucky recipient in the front row was a twenty-something girl with black-rimmed gla.s.ses. She approached Su Wen trembling with excitement, cheeks flushed. When she faced Su Wen, she couldn’t meet her gaze.

Su Wen promptly signed her book and added a congratulatory message since she was the first. “There you go,” Su Wen handed the book over, prompting the girl out of her daze.

“Are you Su Wen, the author?” the girl, named Li Mei, finally gathered the courage to ask, blushing furiously and heart racing at the sight of Su Wen.

Even though she was a woman, she couldn’t help but blush and feel her heart race when she looked at Su Wen.

Li Mei couldn’t believe someone so stunning existed. Su Wen’s flawless, fair skin resembled jade, her black hair cascading like clouds, and her clear eyes beamed with a smile.

“I am,” Su Wen confirmed with a smile. “What’s wrong? Don’t I look like one?”

“It’s not that you don’t look like one. You look more like a celebrity. I’ll always support you,” Li Mei exclaimed excitedly.

“Thank you.”

“I…” Li Mei hesitated, wanting to say more, but the impatient crowd behind her urged her on, forcing her to leave quickly.

After that, Su Wen didn’t have a chance to chat with anyone. She turned into a signing machine, tirelessly autographing book after book as the queue snaked from inside the mall to the outside square. Despite the rush, she managed to listen to snippets of conversations around her.

The people in line were sizing her up, some even snapping photos despite initial objections from staff. Eventually, they relented.

“Wow! Su Wen is even more beautiful in person.”

“Look at that dress! It’s stunning. Which brand is it?”

“I’m so lucky to be here today.”

“When I tell my cla.s.smates, they’ll be green with envy.”

“Haha… Same here. My cla.s.smate went home for the holidays. She’ll regret it when she hears about this.”

“Regret won’t help. Who skips going home for the holidays?”

As Su Wen’s signing pace accelerated, the queue moved faster. When Lu Jianan, Song Zishan, and the others arrived, they found a long line snaking outside and considered leaving.

“How long do we have to wait?”

“Maybe we should come back next time!” Song Zishan suggested, not keen on waiting in line. “Isn’t there a signing event in the Capital next month? Let’s wait for that!”

While she wanted to leave, the others were hesitant.

“Why don’t we wait a little longer?” she asked.