Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang scratched his head, revealing a distressed look, "Mengyao, your calligraphy and that of Sister Yiren have their own merits, it's really hard to tell who's better!"

Zhou Mengyao was obviously not satisfied with this answer. She widened her eyes and said, "So perfunctory? Can't you be more specific?"

Lin Lang sighed helplessly, and could only point at the two works and said: "You forced me to tell the truth. Let me tell you! Your handwriting is not very good, so I'll show you my skills!"

"Prepare some paper for me." Lin Lang picked up his pen and dipped it in ink.

Zhou Mengyao unfolded a piece of rice paper for Lin Lang and said with great anticipation: "Come on, show it!"

Chu Yiren looked at Lin Lang and chuckled, "Hey, Alang, in order not to offend either side, do you want to compete in calligraphy as well?"

Lin Lang shook his hair exaggeratedly and replied proudly: "I will show you how powerful a five-year-old boy's calligraphy is!"

Chu Yiren replied with a bit of disdain: "I started practicing calligraphy when I was two years old. I don't believe that your calligraphy can be better than mine."

"Uh... Sister Yiren, you were born into a wealthy family, while I was born into a poor family. Naturally, my educational resources cannot be compared with yours, but my achievements in calligraphy are based on my understanding and talent."

"Alang, do you mean that your understanding of calligraphy is higher than mine and Miss Mengyao's?"

Lin Lang replied cleverly: "There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers. I'm going to start showing off!"

After saying that, Lin Lang picked up his brush and splashed ink, and wrote in cursive style on the rice paper, "I worried that my excessive love would damage my Buddhist practice, and I was afraid of leaving the city when I went into the mountains. How can I have both in this world, without disappointing the Tathagata and you?"

Regardless of how well Lin Lang's calligraphy is written, just looking at this poem by Tsangyang Gyatso made Zhou Mengyao and Chu Yi speechless.

As the saying goes, men should not read Nalan Rongruo, and women should not read Tsangyang Gyatso.

Lin Lang borrowed the poem of Cangyang Gyatso, which is a metaphor for "I don't have a way to have it both ways. I can live up to both of you women at the same time. If I'm pushed to the limit, I can just go up to the mountains and become a monk and dump both of you women."

Although the poem is very beautiful, Lin Lang's metaphorical meaning is "If you can't get the love you want, it may be difficult to have the best of both worlds", which is clearly seen by Zhou Mengyao and Chu Yiren.

After Lin Lang put down his pen, the three of them looked at each other in silence.

Chu Yiren glanced at Lin Lang, who was struggling to survive in the cracks and was in a dilemma, then glanced at her love rival Zhou Mengyao, and a disdainful smile appeared on her face.

Zhou Mengyao shrugged, as if she didn't want to make things too difficult for Lin Lang.

Zhou Zhongdang, who was standing nearby, had no idea that this was a love triangle game of words. He commented: "Alang's cursive writing is wild and unrestrained. The words have both the momentum of galloping thousands of miles and the indulgence of a raging wind. It is really unrestrained and smooth, and the writing is amazing!"

"Master, you are too kind! Hehe..."

Chu Yiren praised reluctantly: "Alang's handwriting really reflects his personality. His unrestrained and free cursive calligraphy gives people a refreshing and hearty beauty. It's really crazy!"

Chu Yiren's words sounded like praise on the surface, but in fact they were a ruthless mockery of Lin Lang's playboy character.

Lin Lang laughed awkwardly: "Uh... Sister Yiren, you are too kind!"

Chu Yiren secretly rolled her eyes at Lin Lang, thinking, "I'm saving face for you, hum~"

Zhou Mengyao sarcastically said, "Cursive calligraphy emphasizes creating and resolving contradictions. Judging a person by his words, Lin Lang, you are not also a contradictory man? There seems to be a kind of sultry in your cursive calligraphy."

"Cough cough..."

Chu Yiren almost laughed out loud after hearing this, and hurriedly coughed to hold back her laughter.

"Uh……"

Lin Lang scratched his head and laughed awkwardly: "Mengyao, your comments on calligraphy are really sharp! Who would use the word "sultry" to describe other people's calligraphy?!"

"Ha ha……"

Zhou Zhongdang laughed loudly and said, "You young people are really outspoken. You dare to say anything shameless. My daughter, your way of praising people is really special!"

"Hehe..." Zhou Mengyao squinted her eyes and gave a fake smile.

Lin Lang secretly winked at Chu Yiren, meaning "My aunt, it's almost time for you to leave!"

Masters compete with each other, until the point is reached.

Chu Yiren raised her wrist, glanced at the custom-made Patek Philippe diamond watch, and said on the pretext, "Uncle Zhou, I won't bother you any more. I'll take my leave now!"

Zhou Zhongdang politely tried to persuade her to stay, "It's not easy for my dear niece to come here, how can you leave without staying for dinner?"

"We in the Zhou family cannot fail to entertain guests. Today happens to be our little daughter Mengyao's birthday. We will have a family dinner at the Zhou residence tonight. My niece must stay for a simple meal."

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao felt a bit bitter and couldn't express it.

Lin Lang broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this, thinking, "It's easier to invite a god than to send him away! Master, please stop making trouble and don't let Chu Yiren stay at Zhou's house for dinner. I'm already overwhelmed!"

After hearing this, Chu Yiren replied, "Okay! It just so happens that I also want to try the skills of the chef in Zhou's house. My father told me when he was alive that the chef of Zhou's house, Haicai, is an expert in cooking!"

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao rolled her eyes in anger, but she had no way to deal with Chu Yiren.

Lin Lang's head was buzzing. He looked at Chu Yiren with a melancholy look on his face. His eyes were full of helplessness. He also had no idea what to do with Chu Yiren.

When Chu Yiren saw Zhou Mengyao's frustrated look, she couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

Zhou Zhongdang, who didn't know the truth, was very happy after hearing it and said, "It's great that my niece is willing to stay for dinner!"

"When your father was alive, his favorite dishes were herring lungs, braised catfish, drunken crabs, and scallion oil jellyfish prepared by our chef at Zhou's house. Each of them is the soul of Shanghai cuisine!"

It can be seen that Zhou Zhongdang really wants to invite Chu Yiren to have dinner.

However, Chu Yiren just wanted to anger Zhou Mengyao on purpose and had no intention of staying and ruining the atmosphere of Zhou Mengyao's birthday party.

So Chu Yiren pretended to be in a daze and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle Zhou!"

"I suddenly remembered that I have to host the foreign investment promotion conference organized by the Municipal Party Committee tonight. I will do my best to help attract investment to Longhai City."

Zhou Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then she realized that Chu Yiren was just trying to scare her.

Feeling that she had been fooled, Zhou Mengyao cursed in her heart, "Damn it! Chu Yiren is such a hateful woman!"

After hearing this, Lin Lang felt relieved and the sad expression on his face immediately disappeared.

After hearing this, Zhou Zhongdang said, "My dear niece, helping the economic development of Hai is a serious matter. Then come to Zhou's house when you are free some other day, and then your uncle will host a banquet for you."

Chu Yiren replied politely: "Okay, Uncle Zhou, I will come to visit you and aunt again when I have time. I'll take my leave today!"

Zhou Zhongdang said politely: "My dear niece, let me see you off!"

"Uncle Zhou, please stay. I will ask your disciple to take me away for you!"

After hearing this, Lin Lang hurriedly said with a smile: "Sister Yiren, I'll take you there!"

Zhou Zhongdang ordered: "Mengyao, you and Alang send Miss Chu off!"

"it is good!"

Zhou Mengyao narrowed her eyes and smiled falsely: "Miss Chu, let's go! I'll take you there!"

"Goodbye, Uncle Zhou! Say hello to Aunt Zhuang for me!" Chu Yiren said politely before leaving.

Zhou Zhongdang smiled and replied, "Okay! Goodbye, my dear niece!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Mengyao and Lin Lang surrounded Chu Yiren, slowly walked out of the study, and went downstairs along the luxurious spiral staircase.

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

The sound that Chu Yiren's high heels made when she stepped on the floor of Zhou's house seemed to be stepping on Zhou Mengyao's nerves, making Zhou Mengyao so angry that she was like a little puffer fish, all fussing over it, but she couldn't do anything about Chu Yiren.

Lin Lang was sandwiched between two women, feeling so embarrassed that he could squeeze out a two-bedroom apartment. He didn't know what to say, so he simply said nothing.

Chu Yiren took an elegant and proud step and broke the silence first, saying in a sarcastic tone, "I almost forgot, today is Miss Mengyao's birthday, right?"

"Happy birthday to Miss Mengyao~"

Zhou Mengyao was so angry after hearing this that her liver hurt. She squinted her eyes and smiled falsely, "Thanks to Miss Chu, I really had an unforgettable birthday!"

"Hehe..." Chu Yiren chuckled disdainfully.

After going downstairs.

Lin Lang said: "Mengyao, please stay! I will just take Sister Yiren out!"

Zhou Mengyao just didn't want to send Chu Yiren off, so she readily replied, "Okay!"

Chu Yiren stopped when she heard the voice, looked at Zhou Mengyao with an arrogant look, and sneered, "Goodbye, Miss Mengyao!"

Zhou Mengyao suppressed her inner dissatisfaction, squinted her eyes and smiled falsely: "See you later, Miss Chu!"

Two women with eight hundred minds were jealous of each other in front of Lin Lang, but they both maintained their decency. It was really difficult for them.

Lin Lang saw Chu Yiren off from the gate of Zhou's villa.

Chu Yiren said with a sly smile: "How is it, Alang? Are you surprised or not?"

Lin Lang said sadly: "Sister Yiren, this is not a surprise, it's obviously a shock, okay?!"

"Ha ha……"

"Why? Are you unhappy to see me?"

Lin Lang replied sweetly: "Happy! Of course I'm happy to see Sister Yiren! Wasn't my happiness obvious enough just now?"

Chu Yiren laughed wickedly and said sarcastically, "Why are you so happy? How can I not see your happy expression after seeing me?"

"Uh……"

Lin Lang chuckled and said, "I am very happy to see Sister Yiren, but the occasion is not right, and I am not mentally prepared, so my happiness is not obvious enough."

"Being happy but not obviously happy is two different things~"

Chu Yiren snorted after hearing this: "Don't play word games with me. Give me a kiss, and I'll leave after the kiss. I won't hinder you from celebrating Xiao San's birthday."

Lin Lang laughed awkwardly: "Uh... no way, Sister Yiren?"

"Mengyao is still standing at the French window at the door, watching! I'm kissing you goodbye outside the Zhou's villa. It's not good for Mengyao to see us, right?"

"What's wrong?"

"I deliberately wanted Zhou Mengyao to see you and I kissing goodbye! If you don't kiss me, I will stay at the Zhou residence for dinner and celebrate Xiao San's birthday with you and won't leave." Chu Yiren had a sly smile on her face.

"Uh……"

Lin Lang felt overwhelmed after hearing this, and said weakly: "Sister Yiren, please stop making trouble. If my master sees me kissing you goodbye, I will be dead, right?!"

Chu Yiren said coquettishly: "Humph~ Anyway, I don't care. If you don't kiss me, I won't leave!"

"Uh..." Lin Lang was stumped.