After rebirth, my elder sister wants to steal my husband!

Lu Zhiran's heart was slightly moved, but his face remained expressionless.

Fu Qingli was deliberately making things difficult for her and wanted to embarrass her in front of everyone.

However, real gold is not afraid of fire, so what is there to be afraid of?

Lu Zhiran smiled at Fu Qingli and Fu Baiying behind her, nodded and said, "Since my sister-in-law has proposed this, I will respectfully obey your order."

After saying that, Lu Zhiran said to Li Yanran.

"Today is the young master's first birthday party. The young master is so cute and adorable, so..."

Lu Zhiran took a deep breath and cleared his throat.

"Then let me improvise a poem for you to express my love and blessing for you."

Her voice echoed in the quiet air, like the sound of clear spring water hitting rocks, so pleasant to the ears.

Upon hearing this, everyone showed expectant expressions.

Fu Qingli's lips curled up slightly, and a barely perceptible cunning glint flashed in his eyes.

She wanted to see what kind of poem Lu Zhiran could write.

Lu Zhiran smiled slightly, her eyes fell on the young master.

The child was lying quietly in Li Yanran's arms, looking at Lu Zhiran curiously with a pair of big black eyes.

A warm feeling surged in Lu Zhiran's heart.

She closed her eyes, recited the poem silently in her heart, and then spoke slowly.

"Young master with a jade face, I am very happy to celebrate my first birthday.

Her eyes are like paintbrushes, and her smile is like nectar.

May the twin stars of fortune and longevity shine upon you, and may you be healthy and well forever.

May you always be happy and have a bright future. "

Her voice was soft but firm, and every word was filled with blessings and expectations for the young master.

As she spoke, she walked to the desk and picked up the pen.

Upon seeing this, everyone gathered around, wanting to see what kind of characters Mrs. Fu could write.

Lu Zhiran concentrated and calmed his mind, and his writing seemed to be inspired by God.

After a while, a new copy of calligraphy appeared in front of everyone.

The handwriting was exactly the same as the copybook that had been given to the Zhang family before, and it was even more elegant and free, which was breathtaking.

The poem that Lu Zhiran just wrote was presented before everyone.

When Lu Zhiran finished the last line of the poem, the entire hall fell into a brief silence.

Then, applause came like a tide.

Li Yanran was the first to applaud, and her eyes were full of admiration as she looked at Lu Zhiran.

Other guests also echoed and expressed admiration for Lu Zhiran's talent.

"Mrs. Fu's handwriting is so beautiful!"

"I didn't expect Madam Fu to be so talented. Lord Fu is really lucky!"

Li Yanran looked at Lu Zhiran with a smile, "Mrs. Fu, thank you for writing poems and calligraphy for my son today."

Lu Zhiran smiled slightly and shook his head modestly, "Madam, you are too polite. It is my honor to write a poem and send calligraphy for the young master."

"Hey! Madam Fu, why are you being so polite? Just call me Yanran. Can I call you Madam Fu Zhiran from now on?"

No matter what tricks Fu Baiying and Fu Qingli had.

But Lu Zhiran's action today obviously hit Li Yanran's heart. She was very satisfied with Lu Zhiran, and told Lu Zhiran that it was not appropriate to call her Madam, and they just called each other by their names.

It can be regarded as complete acceptance of Lu Zhiran.

When Fu Qingli saw this scene, his face suddenly turned ugly.

She never thought that Lu Zhiran could actually write such words.

What he didn't expect was that this action of his made Lu Zhiran gain Li Yanran's approval by accident.

it's okay no problem!

Fortunately, she and her sister Fu Baiying still have a backup plan to deal with Lu Zhiran.

……

After Li Yanran had the child's hair done, he asked his maid to take the child downstairs to rest. After all, the child was still young, and it would be bad if he bumped into someone in the crowd.

After everyone finished eating at the banquet, they started to hang out with Zhang Fu.

Because Lu Zhiran had just stole the show at the banquet, several ladies gathered around her.

As a result, Fu Baiying and Fu Qingli's plan to bring people to ignore Lu Zhiran failed.

"Mrs. Fu, how come you write so well? How long have you been practicing? Why don't you give me a pair too? My children like these..."

"Mrs. Fu..."

Lu Zhiran was surrounded by several ladies. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he still responded politely one by one.

She modestly said that her calligraphy was just a pastime in her spare time and she did not dare to claim that her calligraphy was very good.

As for sending the calligraphy, she tactfully said that it would depend on the time and opportunity.

She would never do anything that took advantage of her for nothing.

Just then, Zhang Wan'er came over with an unnatural expression on her face, and she looked at Lu Zhiran.

"Mrs. Fu, you are really talented."

"May I ask you for a copy of your calligraphy?"

Perhaps because it was the first time she asked someone for a calligraphy copy, she seemed very uncomfortable.

"I didn't give you this calligraphy for free. I can pay you."

Lu Zhiran was originally thinking about finding an opportunity to make friends with Zhang Wan'er! But he couldn't be too deliberate. Lu Zhiran was good at housekeeping, business, and writing, but he was much weaker in these interpersonal relationships.

She thought about it over and over again, but she didn't expect that by some strange coincidence, Zhang Wan'er would come to her on her own initiative.

Look at Zhang Wan'er, she's still so sincere.

Lu Zhiran hid the smile in his eyes and nodded in agreement, "Since Miss Zhang likes it, I am willing to give you a copy of the calligraphy."

"But I won't charge you for anything. Since we are acquainted, this can be regarded as a gift for meeting each other."

Zhang Wan'er's face immediately showed joy when she heard this, and then she remembered that Lu Zhiran had looked at her several times at the banquet just now.

Could it be that she has long wanted to make friends with me, and now that I have taken the initiative to come to her, she has just gone with the flow?

However, I thought about how my beloved was obsessed with this calligraphy.

Zhang Wan'er decided to put aside her doubts for the time being and wait until she got the calligraphy copy before making any decision.

"Thank you very much, Madam Fu! I will treasure the calligraphy."

Lu Zhiran: "Can I go to your place to write? There's nothing here?"

Zhang Wan'er nodded in agreement and said to the maid beside her, "Go to my study and prepare the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone."

The maid beside Zhang Wan'er responded and left.

"Mrs. Fu, go to my study and write!"

Zhang Wan'er said to Lu Zhiran.

Lu Zhiran nodded and agreed to Zhang Wan'er's arrangement, and then Zhang Wan'er took Lu Zhiran and walked slowly in the direction of where she lived.

The two walked on a winding path. The flowers, plants and trees on both sides swayed gently in the breeze, emitting a faint fragrance.

Zhang Wan'er chatted with Lu Zhiran along the way, talking about poetry and songs, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Mrs. Fu, do you know why I like your calligraphy so much?" Zhang Wan'er suddenly asked.

Lu Zhiran was a little surprised, and shook his head and said, "Please let Miss Zhang know."

Zhang Wan'er smiled and said, "Your calligraphy has both the strength of a man and the grace of a woman. It is truly unique in my life. Every time I look at your calligraphy, it seems as if I can see a woman with a strong heart but tender feelings. I admire her."

When Lu Zhiran heard this, she didn't expect that Zhang Wan'er would have such a high opinion of her calligraphy.

She couldn't help but feel a little moved.