My Inner Thought is Exposed! The Villain Family Defy Their Fate!-Chapter 181 - 80: Is Miss Yun Looking at Me?_2

All the men widened their eyes, looking incredulously at the rice paper in Lord Sacrificial Officer’s hands. Even the brothers, Mo Yuanlin and Mo Yuanhao, had a flash of shock in their eyes.

How could that useless person write such an extraordinary poem?

There must be something wrong.

Yun Wanyao’s tightly held heart relaxed slightly. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened. This poem didn’t differ by a single word from her younger sister’s heartfelt voice.

There should be no further unexpected incidents.

Ah Tang’s title of the first talented woman is likely preserved.

"Ah Yao, is this really a poem by Su Qianxue? I can hardly believe it."

Mo Zhaozhao, like a marionette, looked at Yun Wanyao dazedly and mechanically, feeling sweat for Jiang Zitang in her heart.

Although she didn’t understand poetry, she vaguely felt that Su Qianxue’s two poems were much more outstanding than Jiang Zitang’s.

Yun Wanyao looked at her, frowned, and said, "I can hardly believe it as well."

On the other side, several noblewomen’s voices arose.

"It’s just mediocre, nothing special, so why are you all making such a fuss?"

"Exactly, a bunch of people who’ve never seen the world."

"..."

The noblewomen were jealous of the effect caused by Su Qianxue’s poem and couldn’t help but sulk. However, as soon as they spoke, they faced attacks from many talented scholars.

"Vulgar and superficial, what do you know? Do you understand the dominance of ’still equal with the heavens’ and ’after my flowers die, all flowers die’?"

"Exactly, you know nothing. I think you’re the ones who’ve never seen the world."

"Mediocre? Well, if it’s so mediocre, why don’t you make a mediocre one for everyone too, you noblewomen, you really have no brains, incompetent in everything, with no redeeming qualities except for being jealous."

"..."

The noblewomen were ashamed, their faces turning red, wishing they could crawl into a hole.

"Damn, Su Qianxue really knows how to write poetry. Luckily, I didn’t say something like if she can compose a poem, I’d eat shit; otherwise, I’d really be in deep trouble."

"Although I didn’t say that, it’s still really embarrassing. I feel my face burning hot, and it’s quite swollen."

"Exactly, who would have thought Su Qianxue, playing the zither so horribly, could write such good poetry? It seems she isn’t a useless person; I misunderstood her—she’s just not good at playing the zither, that’s all."

"Wow, Su Qianxue is so beautiful and talented. Speaking of which, should Da Wu Country’s first talented woman be replaced?"

"I think it’s feasible. Setting aside everything else, Su Qianxue’s two poems today indeed overshadowed Miss Jiang and all the present talented scholars."

"..."

The men’s eyes on Su Qianxue became even more fervent after their initial embarrassment.

Everyone was dazzled.

In different corners and places, Gu Heng, Lu Huaixin, and Lin Xingxuan also watched the beautiful, immensely talented woman on stage with fervor.

Even Mo Yuanhao had a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Yun Wanyao inadvertently glanced at him, only to see him staring intently at Su Qianxue, and her heart sank once more.

Her younger sister’s heart could accurately capture every word in the poem, so there’s no way she’d misunderstand a living person like Mo Yuanhao.

He and the heroine are indeed destined; perhaps, no matter how hard she tries to disrupt the storyline, she can’t overcome their destiny.

Yun Wanyao tightly clenched her fists, not even realizing her nails were digging into her flesh.

"Is Miss Yun looking at me?"

Suddenly, Mo Yuanlin turned his head and looked at her, chuckling lightly, rendering Yun Wanyao stunned. Her dark and beautiful eyes stared blankly at him, not understanding why he would have such a misunderstanding.

It was really just a misunderstanding.

"No, I wouldn’t dare, this humble girl wouldn’t dare."

After speaking, she quickly glanced at Mo Yuanhao before looking away and sitting upright.

Their voices were not low, but Mo Yuanhao didn’t notice at all, so absorbed in his gaze.

"Second brother has been looking at Miss Su for quite a while today. What, are you really interested in Miss Su? Should I grant a marriage for you?"

At the moment she looked away, the smile at the corner of Mo Yuanlin’s mouth faded. He turned to look at Mo Yuanhao beside him, hinting with intention.

Mo Yuanhao, somewhat distracted, was slightly startled when he suddenly heard his voice. Realizing something, he quickly looked away at Mo Yuanlin.

"Elder brother knows I already have a fiancée, so please don’t make such jokes. Being misunderstood by Yao’er would be bad."