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

The smile on Fu Jinhan's face made everyone unable to figure out his intention.

But after thinking about it for a while, I understood.

The Fu family, of course, will help the Fu family.

For a moment, everyone present held their breath, but their blood was boiling in their hearts.

What is the situation now?

The Fu family and the Xiao family, two of the most powerful families, are they going to... confront each other?!

They thought they were just attending a birthday party today, but they didn't expect to witness the intensification of the conflict between the two families.

When Mr. Fu San opened his mouth, even Mrs. Fu's "flattery" to the Xiao family just now was instantly forgotten.

Mr. Fu San represents the attitude of the Fu family!

But that smile made Fu Zhou and Qu Ling's heart skip a beat.

Fu Jinhan is a member of the Fu family, but he has never taken Qu Ling seriously and never regarded Qu Ling as his own. How could he protect her?

"Jin Han..." Fu Zhou said.

But after just calling out one name, Xiao Jue's deep voice overwhelmed him: "It's not impossible to write a few."

"Pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

Xiao Yunzhen went up to take care of it personally.

When he heard Xiao Jue say to write a few, his eyes lit up.

How could he not be excited knowing that there was a good show to watch?

So, under everyone's astonished gaze, Xiao Jue walked forward.

Qu Ling and Fu Zhou had already tactfully given up their seats. Xiao Jue picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and moved the tip of the brush across the paper. The momentum of his strokes alone was beyond Qu Ling's reach.

The air was very quiet.

What jumped out on the paper was still the same "Preface to the Lanting Poems" as before, but just the first few words were enough to instantly stun Qu Ling.

Even though Mrs. Fu didn't understand calligraphy, she could still tell the pros and cons.

The people present had no idea that the legendary boss of the Xiao family was rumored to have grown and become powerful at the risk of licking blood on the tip of a knife.

He must be a person who doesn't know anything about the ways of the world, but his handwriting is amazing!

Different from the flattery of Qu Ling just now, at this moment, everyone marveled at his amazing attainments in calligraphy, but they all quietly appreciated the grace of his writing.

Old Mrs. Fu was still embarrassed.

He looked towards Qu Ling.

Qu Ling was also surprised, and then felt a little ashamed of himself.

Finally, when Xiao Jue finished writing "Preface to the Lanting Collection", the whole audience was still silent.

"Hehe, Mrs. Fu, how about what my uncle wrote compared to yours?" Xiao Yunzhen laughed loudly, and the sound was like a stone dropped into a calm lake.

The hall, which seemed to be under a silence spell, suddenly came alive.

Qu Ling, whose name was called, felt a burning sensation on his face. "Mr. Xiao's calligraphy skills are so high that Qu Ling is willing to admit he is superior."

"Are you giving up already?" Xiao Yunzhen said with an undisguised smile, then looked at Fu Zhou, who had just tried his best to protect Qu Ling, "Mr. Fu, are you convinced too?"

Convinced? The contrast is so obvious, how can you not be convinced!

Fu Zhou looked grim.

He looked at Fu Jinhan. As expected, Fu Jinhan had probably known that Xiao Jue had beautiful handwriting and deliberately made A Ling look bad.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhou's face became even uglier.

However, he also became a little more determined. Chu Yi was back tonight, so he took advantage of A Ling's birthday to clear up all the misunderstandings.

He couldn't let Fu Jinhan continue to harbor hostility towards A Ling.

After Fu Zhou was "convinced", the other people present expressed their praise at the same time. For a while, the hall was bustling with activity.

Su Ran was also very surprised by Xiao Jue's handwriting.

Her eyes lit up when she looked at him, and Xiao Jue caught sight of that dazzling look, and a sense of pride arose in his heart.

"You actually..."

As soon as Su Ran opened her mouth, Xiao Jue couldn't hold back, "When I miss your mother, I practice calligraphy, imagining how she writes..."

When he said this, the smile on his face was both proud and warm.

Su Ran felt a warmth in his heart.

She imagined a young couple, the woman writing quietly while the man looked at her lovingly from the side, and couldn't help but blurt out, "If only my mother were still here."

If she were still alive, the lovers would be very happy to reunite.

Xiao Jue's eyes were slightly stunned, with a hint of loss in them.

The low conversation between the father and daughter was drowned out by the praises, and Mrs. Fu's forced smile had long since failed.

Xiao Jue's handwriting was so beautiful that she didn't even know how to deliver the original calligraphy she had prepared.

But how can I not give the gift that has been prepared?

Mrs. Fu took a deep breath, still licking her face, "Mr. Xiao, I didn't expect that you have such high attainments in calligraphy. I have a humble request, I wonder if Mr. Xiao can agree to it."

Xiao Jue was very polite, "Old Madam, please speak."

"I wonder if Mr. Xiao could give me this calligraphy?" Mrs. Fu asked sincerely.

It was just a piece of clothing, Xiao Jue didn't take it seriously, "Madam, please do as you please."

What he meant was that he wrote it casually and the words were in the Fu family. Old Mrs. Fu could do whatever she wanted with them. If he gave it to her, then he would give it to her.

But who would have thought that Mrs. Fu would take the opportunity to say, "Thank you so much, how can I thank you enough..."

Xiao Jue wanted to say, no need to thank me.

But Mrs. Fu was already anxiously making arrangements, "Jin Han, go get the long box from my study. It's a gift to thank Mr. Xiao for writing this calligraphy."

Old Mrs. Fu is a shrewd person.

Among the people in the Fu family, Jin Han was the one he was most familiar with.

That gift was given to Xiao Jue through Jin Han, so Xiao Jue would definitely not refuse it.

She also planned that when Jin Han gave the gift to Xiao Jue, she would mention the matter of her grandson and Su Ran. If Xiao Jue agreed, then things would be easy.

Fu Jinhan glanced at Old Madam Fu, then retracted his gaze and replied obediently, "Okay."

Fu Jinhan went straight upstairs.

As he got on the elevator, his dark eyes, as deep as a dark pool, revealed a hint of sharpness.

"Is he taking action?"

Qin Fang followed behind Fu Jinhan and reported in a deep voice, "We've already taken action, Master. Do you want to arrest him on the spot? The evidence is solid..."

"No, let him continue and see what he will do and what she will do."

Fu Jinhan's brows were cold.

The first "he" refers to Lu Sen.

The second "she" naturally refers to Qu Ling.

The elevator stopped and Fu Jinhan reached the third floor. He looked over the railing on the third floor and looked down, taking in every corner of the hall.

In the crowd, Su Ran smiled like a flower.

With just a slight glance, he could see exactly where she was.

She was beside Xiao Jue, smiling happily.

Fu Jinhan paused. Qin Fang followed his gaze and saw Madam. He couldn't help but sigh, "Madam, you have become brighter since you found your biological father."

It is indeed brighter.

A hint of satisfaction appeared on Fu Jinhan's lips.

He knew that she had always longed for fatherly love and family affection, so during this period of time, he endured his longing for her, but it seemed that he could not bear it for much longer.