Tong Lu pursed her lips. She was a little disgusted by Xu Jing's excessive hospitality when she asked her to show off her talents. She could vaguely sense a hint of hostility.
Leng Yejin walked over and picked his daughter up. "Shanshan, sing a song for everyone. Did mom teach you all of her talents?"
no, I don't know how to write it ~~"daddy, don't mess around!
This daughter! Leng Yejin looked down at Tong Lu and communicated through his eyes. Look at how well you've taught your daughter!
"I wonder if there's xuan paper and a writing brush on the plane?" Tong Lu felt gloomy under Leng Yejin's gaze. She smiled and said humbly,""I know a little calligraphy, but I don't dare to embarrass myself in front of everyone."
"You know calligraphy?" Madam President was a little surprised. your second uncle likes to study calligraphy, so he always has his favorite things on the plane. Wait, I'll go get your second uncle's special brush and ink.