A Fierce Slap In The Face

Qin Yue bowed slightly to Old Master Tang. "Thank you, Old Master, for your appreciation of my two works."

"What?" Old Master Tang looked at him." You mean the calligraphy piece Su Bei gave me is also your work?"

Qin Yue nodded his head. "That's right. The calligraphy that Su Bei chose was a clumsy work of mine from a few years ago. Back then, my brush wasn't sharp and I was a little regretful about it, so I stopped writing after pondering it. Therefore, my signature and stamp aren't on that piece. However, it's indeed my work. I didn't want to leave any regrets, so I helped Su Bei finish the remaining half to fulfill her filial piety."

His words could not be clearer. He really came for Su Bei!

Despite Tang Yue's sincere invitation, the fact that he personally came to write Old Master Tang birthday wishes was only because he wanted to help Su Bei complete the work. It was not because of anything else.

Tang Yue's expression darkened.