"Liking someone, even if it starts with their appearance, should be based on their talent, compatible in personality, enduring because of their kindness, and ultimately on their character. If you don't even know what kind of person she is, how can you have the confidence to say that you can give her a lifetime of happiness?"

He was inexplicably reprimanded by Song Nanzhou.

Song Beiye was not angry at all; on the contrary, he felt that what Song Nanzhou said made a lot of sense.

Especially at this moment, he saw Tang Li confidently take the brush from Song Bocheng's hand and say to everyone with poise and grace:

"In this occasion, I shouldn't be the one to steal the spotlight, but since Uncle Song invited me, I'll make a fool of myself once again."

He finished speaking.

Tang Li turned around and wrote a sentence with powerful, bold strokes on the laid-out paper:

The Kunpeng spreads its wings for ninety thousand miles, soaring freely in the boundless sky.

His brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes, and the ending was even more masterful, with ink saturated with richness.

Below the stage, the elders who understood calligraphy were the first to exclaim in surprise, slapping the table in admiration.

Song Beiye was stunned.

"She actually writes calligraphy so well, it's like flowing clouds and water. This little girl is such a pleasant surprise."

Song Nanzhou was actually a little worried, but at this moment he patted Song Beiye with great relief:

"She's a treasure trove of a girl; there's a lot you don't know about her."

Although Song Nanzhou couldn't see it, he could tell from the applause that she had truly stolen the show this time.

Putting aside calligraphy, Tang Li's line "Kunpeng spreads its wings for ninety thousand miles" is enough to surpass the eight characters of Xiling.

At this moment, Song Bocheng's face was very ugly.

Xi Leng also lost face.

Especially someone in the audience said:

"Miss Xiling is a student of the great calligrapher and painter Xi Haitang, but her brushwork and strength are not even one-tenth as good as Miss Tang's. I wonder if Teacher Xi Haitang should be sad or happy in the afterlife."

Someone spoke up, and Lin Qing seized the opportunity:

"She probably feels the same way as that old woman with two sons, one selling umbrellas and the other selling cloth. She's worried whether it's raining or sunny. After all, Miss Song is Teacher Xi Haitang's student, and Miss Tang was once Teacher Xi Haitang's daughter-in-law."

Look at how she can't speak properly.

In an instant, everyone's attention shifted to Tang Li's identity.

Tang Li was about to retort when she heard someone reply sweetly:

"Miss Lin, perhaps you haven't grasped the true meaning of this story?"

Tang Li looked up and immediately saw Ye Fei standing next to Lu Zhixing. She was indeed a beautiful, kind-hearted, and eloquent person.

Based on that one sentence alone, Tang Li accepted her as his sister-in-law.

"I am not very knowledgeable and did not understand it, but I know that with Miss Tang's figure and face, she has nothing to worry about, whether it is sunny or rainy. After all, she is very charming and people will hand over a lot of money and business to her while she is at home."

Lin Qinghao, however, was not satisfied and wanted to help Xi Leng regain some face.

Ye Fei snorted coldly:

"Knowing that you are not very knowledgeable, you still dare to come out and embarrass yourself. Miss Lin, do you really think that just because you can read a few words, someone will be willing to entrust you with their business and money?"

That was a satisfying rebuttal!

Tang Li and Ye Fei locked eyes, and an unspoken emotion quietly blossomed between them.

Lin Qing's face turned green with anger, but before she could speak again, Song Bocheng interrupted her:

"Alright, let's get back to the main topic, Miss Tang, please."

Seeing how intelligent and eloquent the people around Tang Li were, and then looking at how stupid and ignorant Lin Qinghao and the others standing behind Xi Leng were, Song Bocheng had no choice but to swallow his anger. After all, the situation was now clearly one of superiority and inferiority.

Tang Li nodded politely and followed the procedure, putting the written note into the small ball and then putting the small ball into the bamboo tube.

As the bamboo tube rolled, all three small balls were put into the drawer.

Then Tang Li, holding a bamboo tube containing three numbers, came to the three of them:

"The three of you, who wants to go first?"

Song Beiye and Song Nanzhou said almost simultaneously:

"Ladies first."

Xi Leng didn't stand on ceremony and took one cigarette, while the two brothers split the remaining two.

In the end, Xiling drew the first number and got to choose first.

She smiled gently:

“My two older brothers have already let their younger sister have her way once, so this time I’ll be last and choose number three.”

To avoid people saying that she, as an adopted daughter, is always trying to be the best.

Song Beiye drew second place.

He nodded: "Then I'll be in the middle."

Song Nanzhou was left with the number one ball.

Following the principle of ladies first, the small ball selected by Xi Leng was opened first, and Tang Li took it out and opened it.

Everyone held their breath, watching intently as Tang Li unfolded the crumpled paper in his hand...