Surprise! Tyrant’s Little Crybaby Went on a Killing Spree After Being Reborn

  Chapter 57 Miss Yu, did you write that poem yourself?

   At this moment, Shen Yaowei noticed a strange movement in her arms.

  She lowered her head, and saw the little morning glory showing a small head from her collar at some point, poking secretly at the open space below, as if she was watching Yu Linlang's performance.

  Pressing it into her bosom with her hand outstretched, Shen Yao took a quick glance at Shen Yuyan, only to find that Shen Yuyan was also frowning at Yu Linlang.

   Obviously, the third brother might have thought of going with her.

  With the end of that poem, Yu Linlang's performance also ended, but many people seemed to have more than enough to say.

   "Miss Yu, may I ask, did you compose this poem yourself?" On the first floor, a young gifted scholar excitedly asked Yu Linlang, "I have never seen such a good poem!"

  Many talented scholars present agreed.

   They have never seen such a good poem!

  However, many people doubted who wrote this poem?

  Yu Linlang faced doubts from the crowd, and slowly walked out from behind the screen. After saluting gracefully, she said with a humble smile, "I made this poem myself."

  As soon as these words came out, all the gifted scholars present were excited!

   The eyes looking at Yu Linlang were full of fanaticism and admiration.

  Shen Yao looked at Yu Linlang's confident look, picked up the teacup, drank the tea with lowered eyes, and covered the cold light that flickered across the bottom of her eyes.

  She dared to say that, if the poem was really written by Yu Linlang, she would be willing to wash her hair upside down.

  Under the gazes of adoring crowd, Yu Linlang returned to her seat with graceful steps and sat down.

   "Yu Linlang, come and sit here." Shen Yuyan said calmly to Yu Linlang who was seated next door.

  Yu Linlang was taken aback, and then with a beautiful and peaceful smile on her face, she got up and walked.

  Sitting down beside Shen Yaowei, Yu Linlang looked at Shen Yuyan with a smile: "Do you have any orders from Third Brother?"

   "You really wrote that poem just now?" Shen Yuyan stared straight at Yu Linlang with sharp eyes like a falcon.

   "Yu Linlang, are you secretly asking for a wife behind our backs? Tell me who you are hiring! I also want to learn poetry!" Shen Yaowei looked at Yu Linlang with burning eyes, with an innocent smile on his face.

  After these words fell, the breath around Shen Yuyan became colder again.

  Yu Linlang has always lived in Shen's house, and apart from learning from the tutor and master in the house, she spends the rest of her time with Yaoyao.

   There is no time to ask for a wife at all!

  Under Shen Yuyan's gaze, Yu Linlang felt that she had nowhere to hide, but she still kept a calm smile on the surface: "Third brother, I really wrote the poem. I won't lie."

Hearing Yu Linlang's words were so firm, Shen Yuyan's thin lips slightly raised a sneering arc: "Really? Then I have to look at you with admiration. Yu Linlang, I hope you can remember that you are in our deep Having lived here for so many years, in the eyes of outsiders, you are equivalent to the eldest lady of the Shen residence. If you do something that damages the reputation of the Shen residence, I will definitely not forgive you."

  In the last sentence, the man's voice was as soft as smoke, but the clank and murderous aura in it made Yu Linlang's heart tremble slightly.

  The smile on the corner of her lips trembled, and Yu Linlang raised her misty almond eyes to look at Shen Yuyan: "Third brother, Lin Lang also regards the Shen family as her own home, and will never do anything that will harm the reputation of the Shen family."

  Seeing that Yu Linlang was speaking so seriously, Shen Yao said directly, "Then, do you dare to swear?"

  Yu Linlang: "???"

  (end of this chapter)