At this moment, Wu Ziyu was very angry. Su Juan was just a merchant's daughter, covered in the stench of money, how could she deserve to come to Jing Garden?
Seeing Wu Ziyu's face turn red with anger, Su Juan remained silent. Look how upset the little girl was; could it be that she had spoken too harshly?
That would truly be her fault; how could she speak such harsh words to a young girl?
Su Juan suddenly exclaimed, "Miss Wu's poetry has been praised by Mr. Liu?"
Then she looked envious, her eyes filled with something unattainable about Wu Ziyu. "Miss Wu is really impressive; I imagine Mr. Liu must greatly admire you, right?"
"Unlike me, who cannot write poetry or paint, I truly envy Miss Wu."
Wu Ziyu snorted, put her hands on her hips, and raised her proud head. At least this Su Juan had a bit of self-awareness, she thought smugly, "Of course Mr. Liu admires me..."
[Liu Xuan probably never expected his reputation to be unjustly tarnished like this in his life.]
