Republic of China: My great warlord, many children, many blessings.

Shen Hao sneered inwardly, "That scoundrel tricked me?"

If there were real evidence, it would have been presented already; why are you still dragging your feet?

Despite Lü Bicheng's relentless pressure, Shen Hao remained unfazed and stubbornly refused to admit anything.

"Secretary Lü, is this what you came for?"

I'm telling you clearly, I'm not Mr. Tree, so please leave."

Lü Bicheng smiled slightly, a sly glint in her beautiful eyes, and said, "There's one more thing I need Governor Shen's help with."

Shen Hao asked in confusion, "Oh, there's something else? Tell me about it."

"It's like this, the President's fifth daughter, Yuan Jizhen, will have her birthday next month."

The fifth daughter, Yuan Jizhen, was born to President Yuan's most beloved fifth concubine.

The President has been kind to me, so I figured I should prepare a gift for him.

However, Yuan Jizhen loved calligraphy and had collections of calligraphy by masters from the Republic of China era.

I figured this gift couldn't be too ordinary.

I was having a real headache about where to find it, but I just ran into Governor Duan, who said that Governor Shen's calligraphy is absolutely superb, at the level of a master.

Upon hearing this, I couldn't resist coming over to ask for a piece of calligraphy.

"Ask for a word?"

Shen Hao initially refused, but when he thought about it being his sister-in-law's birthday, he decided it was better to agree.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "That's easy, it'll only take a few seconds."

Upon seeing Shen Hao agree, Lü Bicheng was overjoyed.

A smug smile appeared on his face, which was usually calm but now looked playful and proud.

If someone who is usually very serious suddenly smiles at you, it's definitely not a good sign.

They're either plotting against you or trying to harm you.

Shen Hao felt a chill run down his spine.

But after thinking for a long time, Shen Hao still couldn't figure it out.

Is there anything wrong with writing a piece of calligraphy?

Perhaps it's because it's autumn, so it's a bit chilly.

Yes, it should be autumn now.

I arrived at the study.

Shen Hao left no ink mark, unfolded the Xuan paper, and asked, "What words do you want to write?"

"Governor Shen can write whatever he wants; I have no objection."

Upon hearing this, Shen Hao recalled his first visit to the Yuan residence and his first meeting with Yuan Datou's fifth daughter, Yuan Jizhen.

Her features were delicate and pretty, but her face was as pale as paper.

She was thin and sickly, as if a gust of wind could blow her over, giving off a sickly Lin Daiyu vibe.

Once an idea is formed, there is no more hesitation.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Hao wrote with divine inspiration, completing the work in one go.

Her eyebrows were like wisps of smoke, neither frowning nor smiling; her eyes were like dewdrops, neither weeping nor smiling.

The sorrow of the two dicks, the disease of the whole body.

Tears shone a little, and she panted slightly.

When still, she is like a delicate flower reflected in water; when moving, she is like a willow swaying in the breeze.

Her heart possessed an extra layer of wisdom compared to Bi Gan, and her illness surpassed even that of Xi Shi.

Looking at the poem written in a graceful, flowing style, Lü Bicheng's eyes lit up.

That's the taste.

Mr. Tree is Shen Hao.

Hmph, where do you think you're going?

Just as Shen Hao finished writing, Lü Bicheng looked at him with a smug expression and teased, "Hello, Mr. Tree."

238. Turns out he's a repressed pervert.

"You can eat a lot, but you can't say whatever you want."

Shen Hao put down his brush and said expressionlessly;

Lu Bicheng smiled faintly, took a piece of paper from his briefcase, and placed it on the table.

Shen Hao was stunned after just one glance.

Damn it, isn't this the article I wrote for that guy Yuan Kewen?

How did it end up in Lü Bicheng's hands?

Seeing Shen Hao's surprised expression, Lü Bicheng suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Now that he'd been discovered, Shen Hao didn't bother pretending anymore and said casually, "This was something I doodled unintentionally, and I threw it away afterwards. I didn't expect that guy to be so bored as to actually publish it in the Ta Kung Pao. If I had known, I should have burned it."

“Governor Shen, you’ve finally admitted that you are Mr. Tree,” Lü Bicheng said, pursing his lips.

I suddenly felt very happy.

You tried to play dumb with me, but the facts are right in front of me—I have to admit it.

Shen Hao nodded and said, "So, after all this time, you're here because of this? Why bother?"

Lü Bicheng said, "It's not that I want to investigate you, it's that President Yuan was very uncomfortable after seeing this article and asked me to look into it."

"Oh really? If the President is not feeling well, he can just shut down the Ta Kung Pao. Why bother coming to me?" Shen Hao said indifferently.

“That won’t do, it would be chaos. Besides, this article is so well written, I really like it,” said Lü Bicheng.

"Since you like it, then I'll give it to you," Shen Hao said.

"It would be a pity if Governor Shen's talent were buried."

"What does Secretary Lü mean by this?"

“I think there are many people outside who want to see Mr. Shu’s new work,” Lü Bicheng said directly.

Shen Hao shook his head and said, "I'm not interested. If Secretary Lü has nothing else to say, please leave. I'm busy."

Many men usually pursue Lü Bicheng and treat her very politely. This is the first time she has encountered a man like Shen Hao who actually wants to drive her away.

For a moment, I was stunned. Instead of being angry, I felt excited.

After her father died when she was young, her mother was kicked out of the house because she gave birth to four daughters in a row.

She was able to travel by train to Tianjin alone when she was just over ten years old to make a living, so she was certainly not a weak woman.

On the contrary, he has a stubborn streak deep down.

The more you try to get her to go east, the more Lü Bicheng prefers to go west.

From a young age, she was kicked out of her home because her mother couldn't give birth to a boy, which left a deep scar on her heart.

Therefore, there is an instinctive distrust of men.

She strongly dislikes the preference for sons over daughters, and is therefore an extreme feminist who is committed to gender equality.

For this reason, many people feel that Lü Bicheng is too opinionated and not suitable to be a wife.

Marrying her would be a disaster, a misfortune for the family.

This is also why she is still single.

Therefore, she gradually lost hope in marriage.

Even if there were people who were attracted to him, he never revealed his feelings.

But at this moment, she felt a little attracted to Shen Hao.

When I heard Duan Zhigui say that Shen Hao wrote "Diary of a Madman", I was very happy.

Shen Hao's appearance not only met her aesthetic standards, but his personality, talent, and calligraphy were all impeccable; he was an exceptionally outstanding man.

How could Lü Bicheng not have feelings for a man like that?

Although she has a fear of marriage, it doesn't mean she is barren.

Emotions that are suppressed for a long time will not disappear with the passage of time; on the contrary, they will increase.

Like a spring, the harder you compress it, the stronger it bounces back.

Young masters like Yuan Kewen are proficient in poetry, lyrics, and songs, but they just can't quite grasp the essence of things.

Before meeting Shen Hao, Lü Bicheng also suppressed his feelings.

If Shen Hao pursued her or was more obedient to her, Lü Bicheng would lose that fluttering feeling.