After a flash marriage, I found out that my husband is a billionaire

Mr. Yang is the most famous calligrapher in Beijing.

His calligraphy achievements were extremely high. Although he left behind very few calligraphy works during his lifetime, each one is a masterpiece among masterpieces and extremely valuable.

Unexpectedly, the lady of the Fu family was actually a student of Master Yang. You know, Master Yang never accepted students easily unless that person was extremely talented.

For a moment, everyone present looked at Qu Ling with a hint of approval.

After all, she is the wife of the Fu family and the birthday girl at today's birthday party, although she seems less important with the Xiao family of Lingtian Group and Miss Su who is in the limelight recently.

But everyone still has to give face to the Fu family.

Everyone present today is a smart person. Mrs. Fu mentioned this specifically, so she must have her own intentions.

Some people looked expectant:

"I didn't expect that Madam Fu is actually Master Yang's favorite disciple. Isn't Madam Fu's calligraphy also a masterpiece?"

"Yes, I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to feast my eyes on Mrs. Fu's calligraphy."

Everyone looked at Qu Ling expectantly.

Mrs. Fu was satisfied with this situation.

Although Qu Ling knew Mrs. Fu's purpose, she couldn't let Mrs. Fu's purpose fail in public.

"Mom, then I... should try to write something?" Qu Ling said modestly.

"Okay, okay, then write it down." Old Mrs. Fu smiled.

She had people prepare the finest writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone long ago. She just gave a glance and someone brought them up, along with a huge desk.

The speed is so fast, worthy of being the Fu family!

Everyone present knew it well.

Mrs. Fu's calligraphy display should be a regular program specially arranged by Mrs. Fu, but who is this show for?

Everyone present looked at one person at the same time.

Today, Mrs. Fu's attention is all on the big boss of the Xiao family of Lingtian Group. Her intention to curry favor with him should not be too obvious.

That boss, does he like calligraphy?

Many people who also wanted to make friends secretly took note of this.

Some people even sent messages to their assistants, asking them to immediately find some works of calligraphy masters and prepare them.

Others could see that Mrs. Fu was trying to please Xiao Jue, so how could Su Ran not see it?

"You like calligraphy? What a coincidence, mom likes it too."

Su Ran stood beside Xiao Jue.

In my childhood memories, there were always pens, ink, paper and inkstone in my mother's study. Her handwriting was very beautiful, so stunningly beautiful.

Xiao Jue seemed to be thinking of his beloved woman as well, his eyes were gentle, "I like it because she likes it."

Back then, he was surrounded by blood and gore, and it was she who gave him many soft hobbies.

This answer surprised Su Ran.

She looked at her father beside her in surprise and suddenly laughed.

"very nice."

Su Ran was previously ignored by Su Jihai, and there was no emotion in Su Jihai's words towards his mother. At that time, she did not doubt that she was not Su Jihai's biological daughter, but she just knew that she was not the fruit of her parents' love.

But now, she felt so clearly the love of her biological father for her mother.

She no longer had any doubts.

She is the product of love!

Xiao Jue looked dotingly, "What's so good?"

"It's great to find Dad." Su Ran smiled, but when she thought of something, she frowned slightly, "I think I've caused you some trouble."

The person she was referring to was Old Madam Fu.

If she still can't figure out the real purpose of asking her to come "to see cheongsams" today, she will be suspected of being blind.

During this period, her father and brother doted on her and wished they could see her all the time.

If they knew she would come to the Fu family's old house today, they would definitely come.

And this is exactly what Mrs. Fu wanted.

Su Ran felt a little guilty.

Now that Mrs. Fu has the opportunity to please him in this way, the plans that follow will only be greater.

Xiao Jue understood what she meant.

He didn't care what Mrs. Fu was after. As long as he could see his daughter, he was happy. He patted the back of Su Ran's hand soothingly and said, "It's okay. It's not a big deal."

Old Mrs. Fu saw that the father and daughter kept talking with their heads down. Is this okay?

She wanted Xiao Jue to look over here! Watch Qu Ling write!

"A Ling, are you ready? Write well!" Mrs. Fu said in a slightly loud voice.

This voice drew back the attention of Su Ran and Xiao Jue. They looked at each other, then looked towards the center of the crowd, at the desk where Qu Ling was already writing.

It is indeed influenced by art.

Qu Ling's temperament was gentle to begin with, and at this moment, holding the brush and bowing slightly, she looked somewhat otherworldly.

Hearing Mrs. Fu's voice, Qu Ling raised his head slightly.

"I'm ready." She nodded to Mrs. Fu, and when she looked away, she inadvertently saw someone outside the crowd.

It was just a glance, so quick it was imperceptible.

Lu Sen put away the fascination in his eyes and it quickly disappeared.

Everyone's attention is on Qu Ling at this moment. This is the best opportunity.

in the crowd.

The black ink flows along the tip of the brush, and the words appear on the paper.

Her handwriting was elegant and graceful, with a vigorous brushstroke. As she was writing, someone read it out loud:

"In the ninth year of the Yonghe reign, the year was Guichou."

"At the beginning of late spring, we met at the Lanting Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji..."

"Oh, this is the Preface to the Lanting Poems!"

"Mrs. Fu actually wrote the 'Preface to the Lanting Collection'!"

When Xiao Jue heard the first sentence that the man read out, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes. Xiao Yunzhen, who had been following Su Ran, even changed his expression.

How did they know that my uncle was looking for "Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion"?

Xiao Yunzhen glanced at Mrs. Fu's handwriting, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The calligraphy is good, but it is far from the one that my uncle has always treasured.

My handwriting isn't even as good as my uncle's, yet I'm showing off my skills in front of an expert?!

It's just...nonsense!

Xiao Yunzhen didn't say anything, but just watched Mrs. Fu write quietly.

Qu Ling wrote seriously.

She thought her handwriting was excellent. Even though she knew that Mrs. Fu was using her handwriting as a prelude, her self-esteem and vanity still made her want to perform well and win the audience's praise with her handwriting.

I also want to get praise from the big boss of the Xiao family.

So, she put in all her effort.

While she was still writing, she heard praise from the people around her.

"Mrs. Fu's handwriting is so beautiful! She is indeed worthy of being Mr. Yang's student."

"Yes, Mrs. Fu's handwriting is very elegant."

"The Fu family is truly a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. I wonder if you could sell this calligraphy to me? I'll pay a high price for it and keep it for my collection."

Some people are eager to try.

After Qu Ling took the position of Mrs. Fu, because of this identity, she was praised and admired in various ways in daily life.

Even so, she was still somewhat happy at the moment.

She thought, maybe it was because of Su Ran.

Because of this birthday party, she finally became the focus and she stole everyone's attention from Su Ran.

Doesn't this mean that she is the winner?