At the expensive-looking living room downstairs, Biyu and Feng Chen were forced to sit on the same couch by their parents. Feng Chen's parents were also here, and Biyu greeted them respectfully in fluent and beautiful mandarin. Each sentence she said sounded like a verse from a poem and enhanced her beauty by tenfold. With everything she did was with elegance, she even poured a cup of tea for Feng Chen's parents skillfully.