C27 Mass-targeted (1/2)

”May I know which young miss is the owner of this painting? The calligraphy word for 'it' is indeed a good one.”

Although Prince Jin didn't know who he was, his eyes still glanced at Su Zixuan. Su Zixuan was slightly annoyed and knew that things weren't that simple. She simply looked at her and didn't get discovered.

When the ladies saw that Su Zixuan was still full of mockery and ridicule, yet she was praised as such, they didn't know if it was because she was really ugly and couldn't find any benefits, which was why they were able to force it out.

The men by the side were all attracted by Prince Jin's words. As they approached, they let out exclamations of admiration one after another. Only then did the girls feel that something was amiss.

One by one, they approached the painting and looked at it before finding it hard to believe. The painting was indeed ordinary, but the words were good.

Although they had never studied these words before, they knew that the words written by Wang Yif from the previous dynasty were men's favorite words. However, from the few words written in front of them, they could tell that Su Zixuan's handwriting was truly extraordinary.

The strength of his writing and the strength of his body of wind in an instant could tell that he had put in a lot of effort in writing this character.

The continuous boasting had almost infuriated the girl beside him, but what was even more annoying was the fact that it had yet to come.

Prince Jin seemed to still not know who the owner of the painting was. He turned to the ladies and said, ”This King really likes this painting. I wonder if the owner of the painting can pass it on to me?”

Su Zixuan's scalp went numb as he watched Prince Jin walk over to his own painting. Sure enough, his words caused Su Zixuan to become the focus of everyone present.

She had written a few letters before, so she didn't believe that Prince Jin couldn't read her handwriting.

Su Zixuan let out a helpless sigh and walked out, bowing towards Prince Jin. ”This kind of clumsy work is truly unworthy of the Prince Jin's liking.”

”Miss Su, you're too modest. The so called words are suitable for people. Miss Su is also like this handwriting, it's a bit special.” A smile appeared in the corners of Prince Jin's eyes as he looked tenderly at Su Zixuan.

When the ladies at the side saw this scene, their hearts started to ache. Ever since Prince Jin had appeared, Jia He had changed from lazy to looking at him from time to time.

When he saw that Prince Jin had noticed Su Zixuan's painting, a hint of suspicion involuntarily arose within his heart, and he also became vigilant.

At this moment, Prince Jin was smiling as he looked tenderly at Su Zixuan. Jia He couldn't help but tightly clench the small teacup in his hands as his gaze remained unmoving. If he hadn't seen wrongly, there was appreciation in his eyes.

”Miss Su has yet to answer me. I wonder if I have the honor of getting Miss's love and this painting.” Although the words that came out of Prince Jin's mouth were an inquiry, it carried an unyielding calmness, as if he was certain that he would be able to obtain it.

Su Zixuan couldn't refuse Prince Jin's face in front of so many people, but to be honest, she still wanted to keep this painting as a souvenir.