Finally, Zhang Bin reluctantly let go of Yang Yiyi’s slender waist, which fit perfectly in his grasp.
With endless shyness, Yang Yiyi extricated herself from Zhang Bin’s embrace. It was her first ti being so intimate with a man, especially in front of such a large crowd. I’ve suffered a great loss, but since things have co to this, it’s worth it to help a friend.
She then looked at Lin Youlan with a triumphant gaze, only to see Lin Youlan staring back at her with eyes full of hatred and indignation. Such a look sent a shiver down Yang Yiyi’s spine. But inwardly, she was quite happy, because her plan had succeeded. This woman would no longer pester him.
Zhang Bin seed to understand what Lin Youlan was thinking and smiled faintly. He whispered in her ear, "If you see the people around you as demons, you live in Hell; if you see them as angels, you live in Heaven."
She knew him first; she’s already his girlfriend, and that can’t be changed. So, he’s telling not to be hostile toward his girlfriend. If I’m not, I might still find happiness. But if I am, my happiness will be gone. A wave of enlightennt washed over Lin Youlan, sparking a wondrous train of thought. She imdiately awoke from the lost illusory realm. The hatred and anger on her face vanished, replaced by a faint smile. She even apologized to Yang Yiyi, saying, "I’m sorry, I was possessed just now, like a cultivator suffering from Qi deviation. Luckily, he woke up."
"Humph..." Yang Yiyi was a bit displeased and turned her head away. She was, of course, unhappy that Zhang Bin seed interested in Lin Youlan, putting her painstaking efforts in danger of being wasted.
"Mr. Chen, please..." Lin Youlan refused to let go of Zhang Bin’s arm, pulling him toward the exit to take him to see Master Lin. As for the others, she had completely forgotten them.
And those people, in turn, dared not make a sound. What right did they have to et Master Lin now? After all, today was the day for two Masters of Calligraphy and Painting to et. They naturally had no ti to entertain them.
Yang Yiyi clung to Zhang Bin’s other arm. She had, of course, also collected the calligraphy he had written. It was a treasure worth millions, possibly even more.
Thus, under the admiring, envious, and jealous gazes of everyone, Zhang Bin was escorted out, flanked by two peerlessly beautiful won.
Chen Junheng, you and I are now irreconcilable enemies! Almost simultaneously, the three young talents roared this in their hearts. Their faces were etched with indignation, despair, and sorrow.
It wasn’t because they had been forced to grovel before Zhang Bin; debasing oneself for a Calligraphy Grandmaster wasn’t considered too shaful an affair. It was because they had lost Lin Youlan. They had co to see Master Lin nurous tis, all with the hope of winning her over.
After all, Lin Youlan was a rare beauty and a talented lady. As Master Lin’s granddaughter, she also naturally possessed imnse wealth. Thus, she was the cream of the crop among the rich and beautiful. What man wouldn’t want to pursue her? Successfully doing so would save several lifetis of struggle.
However, a top-tier woman like Lin Youlan was not soone an ordinary person was qualified to pursue. The three talents believed they were qualified and had been earnestly trying. But now, there was no point. From the looks of it, Lin Youlan had already given her heart to Chen Junheng. There was no room for any other man in her mind.
Therefore, Zhang Bin had essentially stolen the woman they considered their destined wife. How could they not be furious?
Zhang Bin had no idea about the three talents’ sordid thoughts. He was actually rather troubled at the mont. Yang Yiyi was clearly unhappy and jealous of how affectionate Lin Youlan was toward him, and of the fact that he hadn’t rejected her.
This has nothing to do with ! She’s the one who’s infatuated, so what can I do? Besides, you’re just pretending to be my girlfriend today. What are you getting so jealous about? Don’t tell that, just like Lin Youlan, you’ve fallen for ? Zhang Bin wickedly mused to himself. Still, as a man being doted on by two stunning beauties, he felt very proud and excited.
Lin Youlan led Zhang Bin and Yang Yiyi into a luxurious conference room. She had them sit on a sofa and gestured for a maidservant to prepare tea for them, while she herself stepped out.
Soon, she arrived at a courtyard where Master Lin was strolling under a large banyan tree.
"Grandfather..." Lin Youlan said excitedly, "Today, a Grandmaster of calligraphy and zither skills has co to visit you..."
Surprise appeared on Master Lin’s face. "Such a young Calligraphy Grandmaster and Zither Grandmaster? This is simply miraculous. It seems a true, peerless genius has erged."
"Grandfather, I like him, but he already has a girlfriend. What should I do?" Lin Youlan asked, her face shy.
"If it is fated, it doesn’t matter if he has a girlfriend; even if he were married, you would end up together. If it is not fated, even marrying him would be useless, as you would still separate. So, do not obsess, and do not try to force it," Master Lin said, his eyes glinting with the light of wisdom.
"I understand, Grandfather." Lin Youlan beca even more composed.
Soon, she returned to the conference room, supporting Master Lin by the arm.
Zhang Bin and Yang Yiyi both stood up, their faces filled with respect. Zhang Bin said deferentially, "This junior, Chen Junheng, pays his respects to Master Lin. This is my girlfriend, Miss Yang."
He was an 89-year-old Painting Grandmaster with a sterling reputation, held in high regard not just by them but by the nation’s leaders as well.
"Sit, sit, please don’t be so formal." A joyful expression appeared on Master Lin’s face. His eyes swept over Zhang Bin, then took a careful look at Yang Yiyi. He then sat down on the sofa and eagerly took the calligraphy Zhang Bin had just written to admire it up close.
"Good, good, good! Excellent characters! Like a roaming dragon, a soaring phoenix, a beautiful woman—each one is unique, each one exquisitely enchanting," Master Lin praised. "This is indeed a Grandmaster Level work of calligraphy, comparable to the Calligraphy Sage, Wang Xizhi."
"Master Lin, you flatter . My calligraphy has not yet reached the Grandmaster Level; at best, it is only approaching it," Zhang Bin said modestly. He had only studied calligraphy in the Virtual World for a little over three months. Although his progress had been rapid, even he wouldn’t dare claim his calligraphy had reached the pinnacle and attained the Grandmaster Realm.
"To have reached such a level... I find it hard to believe there is still room for improvent," Master Lin continued, his gaze still burning with admiration as he studied the work.
"Actually," Zhang Bin said with a grin, "what I am best at is not calligraphy, but painting."
"What? Your strongest skill is painting, not calligraphy?"
Almost simultaneously, Master Lin, Lin Youlan, and Yang Yiyi all looked up at Zhang Bin in shock, wondering if their ears had deceived them.
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