Su Shen approached Gu Zi, his arm naturally wrapping around his wife. He addressed his mother-in-law, "How could it be embarrassing? Seeing how much father cherishes it, it must be well-written."
Lin Lao'er retrieved the calligraphy from the box. The paper had yellowed with age, but the ink was still clear and vivid.
The calligraphy sheets were spread out in the box, without a single crease or tear, preserved perfectly. Lin Lao'er said, "It's not just because the writing is good, but also because this was your mother's most cherished hobby. I wanted to preserve it well."
The impact of Lin Lao'er's words was no less than a young man's passionate confession. Gu Zi couldn't help but feel envious.
Lin Cheng and Li Hua couldn't help but laugh. Everyone's attention naturally focused on Mother Lin, the recipient of the confession. Gu Zi couldn't help but tease, "Wow, mom, I didn't know dad could be so romantic. You two really know how to keep secrets..."