Qu Ling glanced at Su Ran inconspicuously, with the triumph of a winner.

She looked away in just a moment, and that hint of pride didn't last long, but Su Ran still noticed it.

“???” Su Ran’s mind was full of questions.

The way Mrs. Fu looked at her was really strange.

Just as Su Ran was about to delve into the meaning of her look, Mrs. Fu sat up.

She finished writing!

Faced with a completed work, the people present were even more generous in their praise.

Everyone spoke one by one, and the praises piled up, as if this calligraphy was the work of a great master.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you all for your kindness to my daughter-in-law. Sorry for the embarrassing performance, she has done an ugly job." Old Mrs. Fu was all smiles.

Although she can appreciate calligraphy and painting, she doesn't understand the deeper aspects.

She had seen the original copy of "Lanting Xu" and when comparing Qu Ling's writing with the original, there was not much difference.

With so much praise, Mrs. Fu also felt relieved.

But what she wanted was not the praise of these people, but Xiao Jue's recognition. As long as he nodded, she could use this opportunity to give away the gift she had already prepared.

"Mrs. Fu, please give me a price. How much is this calligraphy? I really want to collect it!" At the same time, he also really wanted to please the Fu family.

"I can offer a higher price..."

"I can too……"

There are more than one people who want to please the Fu family.

Qu Ling smiled gracefully, especially with the dress she was wearing today, which made her look even more elegant.

She cast a gentle look at Old Lady Fu, who smiled heartily. "Everyone, I'm sorry, this calligraphy is for your entertainment. Besides, talking about money in an occasion like today is too vulgar. Ah Ling, how about we give this calligraphy to someone?"

Send someone?

Everyone present was stunned.

They are all smart people. They figured out the key point in just a few seconds.

Old Madam Fu spent most of the time today around the Xiao family father and daughter. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was trying to please them. It was too strong!

It turns out that this is also a way for her to please the big boss of the Xiao family.

For a moment, everyone lost interest.

Watching Mrs. Fu walk towards Xiao Jue and his daughter, with a kind look on her face, she said, "Mr. Xiao, what do you think of this calligraphy?"

The question was so straightforward.

Mrs. Fu was obviously very confident.

Qu Ling was also confident, but she didn't show it, but her eyes still looked over here.

With so many people present, it was natural that he would receive praise, or at least a "good" word. After all, this was the Fu family, so he had to give them some face.

But for some people, they don’t care about those empty things.

Xiao Jue glanced at the calligraphy. Old Madam Fu was afraid that he couldn't see it clearly, so she asked someone to pick up the calligraphy and face it towards Xiao Jue so that he could appreciate it more easily.

Xiao Jue "tasted" the food very seriously and didn't speak for a long time.

The entire audience fell silent, watching as his eyes scanned the words one by one. His face didn't show any sign of interest at all.

Finally, Xiao Jue's lips curled up slightly.

Here it comes, here it comes, praise is coming!

Not only the other people present, but Qu Ling and Mrs. Fu also felt so. Mrs. Fu was even prepared to be "modest".

Xiao Jue's voice was mellow and powerful: "The content of this calligraphy is indeed good, but..."

Old Mrs. Fu: "No, no, her writing is not good, Mr. Xiao is wrong..." Thank you for your compliment.

Before she could finish her words, Mrs. Fu realized something.

but?

If it’s good, it’s good. How can it be bad?

Old Mrs. Fu tried her best to hold on to the smile on her face. When she looked up, she saw that Xiao Jue's brows, which had been smiling just now, were furrowed.

Old Mrs. Fu tried harder to maintain her smile.

Then Xiao Jue's voice was heard, "Mrs. Fu knows calligraphy, but her writing is really not good. What a pity, what a pity for the magnificent content of the "Preface to the Lanting Poems"!"

After saying that, Xiao Jue never looked at the calligraphy again, as if he was full of disgust.

People present: “!!!”

No, then what does their praise just now mean?

Everyone glanced at the Xiao family boss, then looked carefully at the calligraphy, and suddenly felt that their praise just now was just praise for the Fu family's status and position.

It's all about human relationships and worldly wisdom. They are indeed too powerful and too vulgar.

Only the boss of the Xiao family dared to say it.

Xiao Yunzhen even chimed in at the right moment, "This calligraphy is really not that good. I'm so sorry for all the praise you just gave me!"

Everyone who had just praised: "..."

Their faces were burning with shame, and some even stepped back imperceptibly to reduce their presence.

The smile that Mrs. Fu tried so hard to maintain finally froze on her face.

That state of being on the verge of collapse is uglier than crying.

"Mr. Xiao...Mr. Xiao..." Mrs. Fu never imagined that her carefully planned gift-giving "ladder" would receive such an evaluation.

Even though she was well-versed in the world, her mind went blank for a moment.

After all, she was a smart person. She quickly calmed down and came up with an idea of ​​how to deal with the situation.

"Excuse me for showing off. Her calligraphy is just superficial, and it's definitely lacking in quality. However, I have a painting here..."

Since climbing Qu Ling’s “ladder” doesn’t work, then step on it.

She got the news that Xiao Yunzhen had been looking for the calligraphy work of "Lanting Xu" for Xiao Jue for a long time. If she took out the real "Lanting Xu", he would definitely be surprised.

Old Mrs. Fu was confident.

But as luck would have it, before she could finish her words, a voice rang out:

"It seems Mr. Xiao's calligraphy skills are extremely high. I wonder how high they are?!"

The one who spoke was Fu Zhou.

Provocative, dissatisfied, and protective of his wife.

"Fu Zhou!" Old Mrs. Fu was stunned and glared at Fu Zhou fiercely.

Why is he here to mess things up?

Glancing at Qu Ling beside him, she saw her trying to force a smile, her face full of embarrassment, but it looked like she was biting it off. Old Madam Fu cursed inwardly, "Fox Charmer."

After all these years, how could she not know how Qu Ling controlled Fu Zhou?

But she always sees through things but never speaks out.

But today she's going to be ruined!

Old Mrs. Fu was furious, but there was no sign of giving in in Fu Zhou's eyes.

In his opinion, Xiao Jue and Xiao Yunzhen were deliberately targeting A Ling.

Today is A Ling's birthday. As her husband, how could he watch them bully her like this?

Fu Zhou made up his mind to protect A Ling today, no matter whether the person he was facing was the Xiao family, who could compete with the Fu family and help the Fu family expand its overseas market.

But before he could speak, another voice sounded:

"How about, Mr. Xiao write a few words?"

The voice was half-smiley and full of anticipation.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Mr. Fu San, Fu Jinhan, who had always been in the crowd and rarely spoke!

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