Regret Won't Help

Once the signing event kicked off, Su Wen settled behind the counter per the staff's arrangement. Zhou Yan even assigned a young man and woman as her assistants, stationed on her left and right to hand her pens and assist 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 glasses. She approached Su Wen trembling with excitement, cheeks flushed. When she faced Su Wen, she couldn't meet her gaze.