Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor: Son-in-law takes over

Wang Lin said disdainfully: "Ye Chen, Ye Chen, I'm telling you, can't you keep your feet on the ground? If you give something as a gift, a small gadget or something, it will come as far as your heart goes, but if you give this thing... you Don’t you think that giving fake goods can also be used as birthday gifts?”

"Fake? Just tell me, this guy Ye Chen, who is just a loser who eats soft food, how can he have such a valuable thing to give?"

"Yeah... but this fake looks pretty good. I'm afraid a lot of effort has been put into making it fake."

No one present felt that the jade given by Ye Chen was real.

"Ye Chen! Today is my father's eightieth birthday. Do you want to wish him a birthday, or do you want to piss him off to death!" The speaker was Zhang Zhilan's father, Zhang Hechuan. He slapped the table, obviously very angry.

"Keep your voice down." Next to him was his mother Yuan Yan. She grabbed her husband and glanced at Ye Chen: "Don't be so impressive just because of an unrelated outsider."

"Hmph." Zhang Hechuan snorted lightly and stopped talking.

Yuan Yan stood up slowly at this time, looked at Ye Chen and said: "Ye Chen, we treat you well on weekdays, giving you food and shelter. In these years, you don't even have a serious job, and we don't dislike you either. What are you doing? Now that the old man is celebrating his birthday, you, please take this thing back, don’t leave it here and embarrass our family."

Ye Chen didn't say anything, but glanced at Zhang Zhilan.

Whether it is true or false, Zhang Zhilan knows clearly.

But at this time Zhang Zhilan was also struggling there.

Who was it that Ouyang Zhifei gave such an expensive thing? After all, he drove a luxury car and was well dressed, so it shouldn't be that bad. However, his brother-in-law wouldn't lie. Maybe it was a fake, but Ouyang Zhifei didn't. Just know.

She didn't say anything. These were her parents and relatives.

Wang Lin continued: "Look at your fake, and then look at mine. This is the authentic work of the Calligrapher that I spent nearly 100 million to get!"

As he spoke, a piece of writing appeared in his hand.

The moment he saw this word, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and then he shook his head and said, "This is true for me, but yours is a fake."

"My, fake?" When Wang Lin heard this, he laughed as if he had heard some huge joke: "Ye Chen, Ye Chen, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and you actually learned how to do it." Are you telling lies with your eyes open? Do you think you are a fool or am I a fool? I don’t know whether this is true or not?”

"Ye Chen! You haven't apologized yet! How can you talk nonsense!" Yuan Yan also said immediately, with a commanding tone in her voice.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Ye Chen said calmly.

As a generation of Immortal Emperor, of course he knew that this calligraphy was fake.

"Tough talk." Wang Lin curled his lips and didn't want to talk to him at all.

"Why don't you wait until the old man comes and let him take a look and you will know. Whether this calligraphy is real or fake, you can tell at a glance." Ye Chen was too lazy to say more. If he didn't think that this body subconsciously belonged to the former Ye Chen, He was too lazy to explain Chen's behavior.

This time Wang Lin's expression changed slightly.

It is true that his calligraphy has not been appraised yet. To be honest, he did not really spend 100 million on this calligraphy. To be precise, it was only tens of thousands that he bought in the antique market.