A wealthy family recognizes my relatives? But I am already a billionaire.

She didn't know the exact price of this work by Zhao Mengfu, but she estimated that compared with the family letter from Zeng Gong in her hand, it was probably higher, not lower.

"Don't joke. If such a precious work gets bumped or scratched, I don't know where to cry." Xu Youyou said helplessly.

Lu Jingyao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Isn't the meaning of calligraphy to allow future generations to learn from it? The fact that it helps you proves its value."

Xu Youyou was indeed tempted, but she forced herself not to look at the calligraphy any longer: "No, no merit, no reward. If you really want to learn from me, just use Zeng Gong's family calligraphy. Such a precious collection, you should put it away quickly."

Lu Jingyao didn't move, but continued to insist, saying, "Since you want to learn, shouldn't you use the best? Besides, you haven't been useless. You are my savior. It's just a piece of calligraphy, it's nothing."

Xu Youyou felt uneasy when she heard this. She still had the Zhaoyi Star in her safe, so it was impossible for her to accept such an expensive gift.

"I've already thanked you once for saving my life. There's no reason to thank you again." Xu Youyou refused with a firm look in her eyes.

Lu Jingyao thought to himself that he was thinking too simply. Although Xu Youyou loved money, she always got it in a proper way. She was not a greedy person, so it would be difficult for him to give this gift away.

Just when Xu Youyou thought the matter was over, Lu Jingyao suddenly said, "Just think of it as me lending it to you for a while, okay?"

Lu Jingyao changed his decision from giving it as a gift to lending it to others, and Xu Youyou was immediately moved. For a moment, she couldn't find any reason to refuse. She looked at the almost perfect calligraphy and hated herself for not living up to her expectations.

Seeing her hesitation, Lu Jingyao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said softly, "I'll lend it to you for three years, okay?"

Xu Youyou wondered what the difference was between borrowing for three years and giving it away, and immediately waved her hand: "That's too much, just lend it to me for a month!"

She was afraid that the longer she borrowed the money, the more reluctant she would be to return it to Lu Jingyao. After all, who could resist the temptation of hundreds of millions?

Lu Jingyao smiled and said, "One month is too short to study. It will take at least three years."

Xu Youyou was almost crying. For the first time, she felt that Lu Jingyao was a unique and kind-hearted person. He really dared to lend her hundreds of millions.

"Three months, just three months! I won't lend it for longer! If you refuse, then I won't lend it!" Although Xu Youyou took a step back, her attitude was extremely firm.

Seeing her like this, Lu Jingyao didn't want to continue persuading her.

After things were discussed clearly, Xu Youyou was able to calm down and appreciate the calligraphy.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the "picking up leaks" mission and receiving the reward: Primary Calligraphy and Painting Appraisal Technique.]

Xu Youyou's eyes lit up when she saw the task reward. She had only learned calligraphy from her teacher for a while before, and with that superficial knowledge, she gained many insights from this calligraphy. Now that she had the skill of calligraphy and painting appraisal added to her skill column, she looked at this calligraphy with more obsession.

Her heart moved, and after concentrating and calming down for a moment, she picked up the brush and wrote the three words "The Goddess of Luo River" on the rice paper spread out on the desk beside her.

Although she still couldn't catch up to one percent of Zhao Mengfu's skills, her calligraphy had made great progress compared to her previous works.

Lu Jingyao praised him from the side, "I really made the right choice by lending you this calligraphy. It's much more refined than the previous one."

Who doesn’t like flattery? Xu Youyou couldn’t help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

Lu Jingyao asked, "Can you give me this calligraphy you wrote?"

Xu Youyou looked at her own handwriting, then at Zhao Mengfu's "The Goddess of Luo River" next to it. Although she had improved, the contrast was still terrible, and she couldn't help blushing.

"Forget it, this kind of calligraphy is not easy to give to others..." Xu Youyou refused.

Lu Jingyao sighed and said, "Come to think of it, my house in this community is completely empty. I don't have any artwork. I don't have any other friends, and no one has given me calligraphy or paintings..."

Xu Youyou couldn't stand him pretending to be pitiful, so she said helplessly, "Okay, I'll give you the calligraphy that I'm most satisfied with."

Lu Jingyao's eyes lit up immediately and he said, "Everything you write must be good."

The relaxing time seemed to pass quickly. When Song Zhibai came back, Lu Jingyao was shocked to realize that it was already time for dinner.

Xu Youyou asked her aunt to prepare a few boxes of handmade cakes as gifts for the visit, and Lu Jingyao was not a rude guest, so Assistant Liu prepared a gift and sent it over after receiving the news.

It only took seven minutes to get from Xu Youyou's house to Song Zhibai's residence. Song's mother was still in the kitchen. When she heard the noise outside, she poked her head out and said, "There's one last dish. We'll be eating soon."

Although it was just a quick glance, when Song's mother saw Lu Jingyao, a look of doubt flashed across her face, and she looked at her son with some worry.

Song Zhibai raised his voice slightly and said, "This is Mr. Lu, a friend Miss Xu has known for a while."

Xu Youyou felt that the introduction was a bit strange.

But Lu Jingyao immediately said with pride: "Miss Xu and I are not only friends, she is also my savior and my important partner."

Xu Youyou felt even more weird. She had no idea what Lu Jingyao was so proud of. Was it such a big deal to end up in the trash can?

Mother Song's eyes became even more worried when she heard this. After all, relationships between men and women are often advanced by these little interactions. Just by listening to what Lu Jingyao said, she felt that there seemed to be a lot of past between the two of them.

Song Zhibai had obviously thought of this, but he refused to give in and raised his voice slightly, saying, "Miss Xu has saved so many people. Mr. Xie was also saved by Miss Xu."

The implication is that the past that Lu Jingyao is proud of is not that special.

The two grown men were secretly competing against each other, but instead of hurting each other, they hurt innocent people.

The two sisters of the Ye family were huddled together on the sofa in fear. The corners of Ye Xiaomei's mouth were drooping, and she looked as if she was about to cry at the next second.

Xu Youyou hurried to comfort them: "Don't be afraid, the two uncles are just chatting, not arguing."

Ye Xiaomei shook her head gently: "When Mom was still alive, every time Dad raised his voice, Mom would be beaten..."

Xu Youyou immediately hugged Ye Xiaomei with heartache, and looked at Lu Jingyao and Song Zhibai with disapproval. The two of them tacitly stopped their male chat.

Song Zhibai grabbed a handful of snacks from the fruit plate on the coffee table and handed them to the two children.

The two children's eyes lit up and they happily took the snacks.

"Thank you, brother." The two little girls thanked him softly and obediently.

Lu Jingyao watched the two children treat snacks like treasures and said casually, "Why are the two girls so thin? Is it because they usually eat snacks as meals? Mr. Song, this is your fault. You must set rules when raising children and never spoil them too much."