Chapter 437
At this time, Lin Yayan, who was dazzled by anger, hadn't realized that she had offended the eldest son of the Han family.

"Oh? Isn't it Mr. Han's friend?" Lin Yayan felt contemptuous in her heart when she heard it, "Then this young master is very capable and has a thorough understanding of poetry. It sounds like a good poem."

Yu Sihao smiled, but Han Jinrong's face darkened.

"If Mr. Yu doesn't have this ability, I don't think anyone in the whole gang has this ability." Han Jinrong's cold words slammed out, finally calming Lin Yayan, who was stunned by jealousy, and then realized that, She seems to have offended the young master of the Han family.

"Mr. Han, I just said it casually..." Lin Yayan wanted to explain, but was interrupted mercilessly by Han Jinrong, "Ms. Lin is really capable, and her knowledge is higher than that of Mr. Yu."

"If I have time, I really want to ask Ms. Lin for advice. How did you surpass Mr. Yu, a great Confucian!" Han Jinrong's anger made Lin Yayan panic, and after he finished speaking, Lin Yayan didn't panic, but was stupid.

what?
Confucianism?

Who else can be called a great Confucian by Han Jinrong?

Isn't it the only one who is sought after by various families?

Among the thousands of young ladies who were gasping for breath, only Hua Qinlan was relatively calm. Sure enough, she guessed right.

This is the great Confucian who is famous all over the world.

It's just that it's unexpected that he is so young, which is really surprising.

"Mr. Yu, I'm sorry to offend you." Han Jinrong turned around in shame and saluted Yu Sihao.

He invited several times, and finally got Mr. Yu's consent. He talked freely outside the city, and the atmosphere of the day was very good.

The interest came, the two were walking on the moon, and suddenly heard the voice from here, originally he wanted to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, when Mr. Yu heard that someone was going to write a poem, he became interested, so he stopped to listen.

He didn't pay attention to the poems of these daughters of gold. The poems of these boudoir girls are just things to play and relieve boredom. Where can there be any good poems?
Only seeing that Mr. Yu was interested, he reluctantly listened to it.

How could he have thought that he could not help applauding when he heard such a masterpiece.

I came here to meet the owner of the poem, but I couldn't think of it, so Mr. Yu was ridiculed by the blind guy.

Mr. Yu came here with him, how much does Lin Yayan look down on him, to humiliate him in public?
Does Lin Yayan really think her status is so great?
"It has nothing to do with you." Yu Sihao waved his hand generously.

Han Jinrong understood that Yu Sihao remembered Lin Yayan who offended him.

I let out a sigh of relief in my heart, as long as I don't hold grudges against him.

As for Lin Yayan...it was her own bad luck.

Those Qianjin ladies are not stupid, who can't understand the meaning of this great scholar.

There was something wrong with the way they looked at Lin Yayan at this moment.

Is Lin Yayan stupid or crazy?
They went so far as to offend this well-known Confucian, not knowing that the Patriarch in charge of their family would never have the chance to meet him.

Now that I see it, it's fine if I don't flatter him, but I'm still rushing to offend him...

After all, he has been wandering outside for seven years, without even the basic sense of propriety.

How could Lin Yayan not notice the emotional changes of the people around her, her heart was extremely chaotic, and she wanted to save herself from embarrassment: "Young Master Yu..."

(End of this chapter)

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