"Miss Liu has a keen eye. I've come here today not only to attend the poetry gathering, but also to advertise my jewelry shop."
Liu Nana hadn't expected Li Youran to so bluntly admit the purpose of her visit. This left Liu Nana, who had originally planned to mock her, with nothing to say.
"Miss Li, are all the jewelry you're wearing from Wutong Pavilion?"
"These earrings are so beautiful; they make my skin look even whiter."
Immediately afterwards, two girls surrounded her, praising Li Youran's gestures incessantly.
Li Youran responded with a smile, and then began to introduce the jewelry in her family's jewelry shop.
Liu Nana snorted and left, thinking that the poetry recital was about to begin, and she would mock Li Youran properly and let her show off for a while.
Since ancient times, talented men have loved beautiful women. Li Youran is a sight to behold wherever she goes, attracting the attention of many men. Some even form groups of two or three to recite poems describing Youran's beauty.
"It's just a pretty face, nothing special. When the poetry recital starts, if someone has real talent, that's one thing, but if they can't even recite a single poem, then they're truly all show and no substance."
Young Master Wu is a notorious radical in poetry circles, always criticizing and attacking others. Seeing Li Youran showing off today, he began to satirize her.
Young Master Wu spoke quite loudly, and since Li Youran was not far away, every word he said clearly reached her ears.
Li Youran turned around, smiled slightly at Young Master Wu, and nodded.
Young Master Wu's face instantly turned red; he didn't know if he was embarrassed or shy.
Young Master Wu thought to himself, "This woman is really strange. He scolded them, yet she smiled at him. All the other women before him were enraged and embarrassed; some left in shame, while others jumped up and down in unison, continuing their tirade..."
Unbeknownst to him, he had already developed a curiosity about Li Youran, and his gaze would involuntarily follow her.
A stream was specially diverted to flow in front of everyone, with lanterns placed on it. Inside each lantern were the requirements for composing a poem; whoever received a particular lantern had to compose a poem accordingly.
Li Youran casually took out a lantern, opened the note inside, and after reading the requirements, a smile appeared on her lips.
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