Beside the road, An Ning jogged over to a small stall that offered writing services.
The owner of the stall was Lu Er, who, upon seeing An Ning, instantly broke into a big smile and stood up, saying, "Miss An..."
An Ning didn't waste any words and directly asked, "Do you write letters on demand?"
"Yes," Lu Er quickly nodded and asked, "Miss An, who would you like the letter written for?"
An Ning shook her head and asked, "Is it possible to write a legal statement paper?"
Lu Er paused, nodded, "Of course, it is possible."
After all, he had studied for the scholar title. If it weren't for the enormous changes in his family, he probably wouldn't have fallen short of becoming a Scholar.
"Help me write a statement paper." An Ning finally pulled out the bench next to Lu Er's stall and sat down.
Lu Er hurriedly spread out the paper, secured it with a paperweight, "Miss An, please tell me, who are you filing against, and for what matter?"
