Song Lili looked towards Song Xiangqiao,
"Similarly, Xiangqiao was only seventeen but had already mastered English and German, while I, despite understanding seven or eight national languages, am not proficient in any."
"Understanding seven or eight national languages?"
Song Xiangqiao snorted coldly in her heart, but her voice merely expressed simple doubt.
"After the college entrance exam, I traveled to seven countries. Is it strange that I understand seven or eight national languages?"
Song Xiangqiao pursed her lips and said no more.
"Elder Wen, you asked me where I surpass Song Xiangqiao, and I think I can’t give an answer. If there must be a competition, why not have Elder Wen pose a question and test both me and Song Xiangqiao? A straightforward conclusion would also, in a way, answer Elder Wen’s question."
Song Lili said to Wen Liangyu, her tone neutral.
In Wen Liangyu’s deep and inscrutable eyes, he stared intently at Song Lili...
People who have been through life have sharp intuition about what they see, especially when making eye contact with someone...
If two people are equally matched, and their eyes meet, one can usually guess what the other is thinking.
And at that moment, Wen Liangyu had seen through Song Lili.
At the same time as he saw through her, he was also startled...
The Song Lili he knew was an ignorant and utterly ordinary girl, nothing like the one standing before him now... Articulate, eloquent, and with a devious mind.
Her eyes even held a hint of provocation as she looked at him.
Was she... tired of living!
Song Lili’s proposal actually pleased Song Xiangqiao quite a bit. She couldn’t wait for Wen Liangyu to accept Song Lili’s suggestion and give them a problem to solve.
With so many people at the birthday celebration, it was the perfect opportunity to prove herself.
Wen Liangyu waved his hand,
"I was just speaking off the cuff. Are you taking it so seriously, Lili? Hahaha!"
How cunning the old man was... Song Lili had learned that from experience and was not surprised by his reaction.
"Alright, alright, I think everyone can see that Mayor Song Jiayu’s daughters are both talented and incredible girls! This old man wants to see what gifts you’ve brought..."
The moment had finally come.
Song Xiangqiao stood aside, this time not eager to go first.
She knew that Wang Yun had switched Song Lili’s gift, and the excellent Nanshan White Jade was probably replaced now with dirt and dead wood.
Even if Song Lili had a way with words, Xiangqiao didn’t believe she could bring a pile of dirt and dead wood to life.
A piece of dead wood would still be felt as tremendous disrespect to the nearly eighty-year-old Old President.
Song Lili, what use is it to dress well or speak cleverly?
The only daughter of Song Jiayu who will be remembered will be me.
As Song Xiangqiao thought this, Song Lili had already opened the box, revealing a mountain made of white and emerald jade, so impeccable that it instantly captured everyone’s gaze upon opening.
"Nanshan White Jade, a wish for Elder Wen to have happiness as vast as the Eastern Sea and a lifespan as enduring as the Southern Mountain."
It was still the same blessing as before, which served as a theme.
When Song Lili opened the box and the contents were still the Nanshan White Jade, Song Xiangqiao was stunned for a moment, and subsequently, Wang Yun was dumbfounded.
"Xiangqiao, your turn."
Song Lili looked toward Song Xiangqiao and smiled faintly; suddenly, a chill ran down Xiangqiao’s back.
She looked at her own gift box... and hesitated.