The Fake Heiress's Thoughts Are Leaking—So She's Giving Up and Grabbing Popcorn
Chapter 168

Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep, but not as deep as my top donor's pockets

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It was a weekday, and there weren't many visitors at the museum.

The young male guide did his utmost as he explained:

"Everyone, look at the wine cup on my left. According to archaeologists' research, this was used by the great Tang dynasty poet Li Bai when he drank with Wang Lun. After their drinks, as they parted, Li Bai composed the timeless poem 'To Wang Lun.'"

Since the tour would be presented on camera, the Dafa Museum had specially selected a young guide from Country Z.

His delivery was rich with expression and feeling. Even just listening to his voice, one couldn't help imagining how reluctant the two poets had been to part.

As he spoke, the young man occasionally observed the guests' expressions. He was on camera, after all; he had to perform well.

Then he noticed Ye Lan's intent gaze on the wine cup. His expression looked as though he wanted to stare it to pieces.

The young guide was delighted.

See that? Staying up all night practicing yesterday wasn't in vain. Best Actor Ye must have been captivated by my expressive, heartfelt commentary!

Whether the wine cup had actually captivated Ye Lan was unclear, but his little sister certainly had.

Ye Xunzhi was also staring at the wine cup. She was physically present, but her mind had already flown off to another world.

"To Wang Lun," huh? I don't know about the official history, but that's not how the unofficial version goes.

According to unofficial accounts, Wang Lun was filthy rich, and he absolutely idolized Li Bai. The great poet had loads of fanboys and fangirls all over the country back then.

*So, to fulfill his dream of meeting his idol, Wang Lun coaxed and conned him, writing letters all day and hyping up his hometown

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