Qin Wan's newly bright eyes dimmed again.
"Your second brother-in-law is certainly talented, but…"
Lin Ziqi is indeed talented, but his talent doesn't reach the level of Young Master Nantang, who is the focus of everyone's attention.
In her previous life, Qin Wan was very familiar with the poems and songs praised by Lin Ziqi, but in this life, Lin Ziqi could not create such poems. Instead, it was Young Master Nantang's poetry…
Qin Wan couldn't suppress the urge to approach Young Master Nantang to investigate.
Qin Heng seemed not to understand her expression, cleared his throat, and said, "Whether it's a mule or a horse, it must be displayed at some point, isn't it? Si Yuan's poetry was indeed not good in the past, but now that he has opened his poetic senses, even I, who doesn't like reading, can recognize its excellence, and father praised him highly at home.
The talent of your second brother-in-law must also be displayed; even if the Qin Family is biased, can everyone be so?"
