"..."
"..."
The air seemed to freeze. Chen Ligu adjusted her glasses, let out a long sigh, set down her pen, and nodded at Jiang Han. "It's a very clean contract. I conducted both standard and advanced inspections; there are no problems. There are no linguistic traps either. Every referential term has been marked with internationally compliant symbols."
"If I were the judge, I would consider this document legally binding, and a win-win contract beneficial to both parties. I would make my judgment solely according to the provisions within the contract."
"Congratulations, Miss Jiang Han and Ms. Melissa. This contract is entirely lawful. The trade between you will be protected by the Witch Association, as well as recognized by the higher Witch Council and the Witch Agency."
Only after Chen Ligu finished the formalities did she let out a long breath, revealing an unusually troubled expression.
"Honestly, this has added to my workload. Next Monday, I'll have to submit a copy of this contract to the Witch Agency and store a digitized file in an account under our name."
Of course, the upward curl of her lips showed it.
She was enjoying herself.
A true elite corporate drudge.
"Oh, help me out!"
Jiang Han wrapped herself around Chen Ligu's arm and brought out her signature move: a tree wrapped in mountains.
Warm.
Like a mother's embrace.
Chen Ligu's expression froze for a moment. Then, expressionlessly, she pushed Cat Han's head away. "Don't mess around."
The tips of her ears had already turned red, and heat was spreading through the roots of them.
Keeping her face composed was already the greatest effort she could manage.
"You two have quite a good relationship."
Ms. Melissa rested her cheek on one hand. This witch, brimming with martial virtue, carried herself with the elegance