After the ties were severed, the vest boss went crazy

Shen Shuyao couldn't help herself any longer and said, "Nanxun, our Zhenzhen's painting is also an authentic one."

If this painting is a fake, then her daughter Zhenzhen's reputation will be completely ruined.

What do the upper circles in the imperial capital think of her?

Ye Zhenzhen felt a little scared. It was impossible. She had spent so much time and money on it, how could it be a fake?

Could it be my uncle's doing?

"Brother Nanxun, do you mean that this painting of mine is a fake?"

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were blurred with tears as she stared straight at Chi Nanxun.

"I don't have a sister. If you keep calling me that, don't blame me for being rude."

Chi Nanxun didn't give any face at all.

"Second brother, what is true and what is false cannot be determined by your words. Everyone present here is an elder who loves to collect famous paintings, and the director of the Huaguo National Painting Museum is also here."

"Shaoxun is right."

Old Mrs. Ye felt that she had lost all face tonight.

This Ye Xingyan, when she wasn't showing up, everyone was praising her for having a sensible granddaughter. Now, everyone is saying that she is blind.

"Okay, I like both of these paintings."

Mr. Chi was speechless. Couldn't he just celebrate his birthday properly, let the guests eat and drink well, and make them feel at home?

"Grandpa, this picture of my Yanyan is real."

Mr. Chi was speechless.

This troublemaker, who usually doesn't talk much, is going to get into trouble tonight.

Ye Xingyan felt a little embarrassed after hearing these words of my Yanyan.

But she was indeed somewhat touched.

Some people argued for her.

Although the painting was prepared by Chi Nanxun, it was given in her name, so everyone naturally blamed her for it.

Even if it couldn't be determined whether it was real or fake tonight, she believed that someone would discuss tomorrow whether the painting she gave was a fake.

"Let's not talk about this painting first, let's talk about Canghai's calligraphy, it's fake."

At least 90% of the people believed Chi Nanxun's firm tone.

"What evidence do you have to prove it's false?"

The more Chi Shaoxun thought about it, the angrier he became.

He just relied on the fact that he was the heir of the Chi family to trample them under his feet.

"Isn't the president of the calligraphy association here?"

"Oh yeah! Where's President Cai?"

Chairman Cai, who was drinking nearby, looked depressed.

He knew at a glance that it was not Canghai's handwriting. After all, this was the Chi family's banquet. Not wanting to cause trouble, he sat aside quietly and drank.

Why are you still calling him?

These people are so boring.

Wouldn’t it be better to care about which food is delicious and which wine is tasty?

"President Cai, please take a look."

President Cai looked at Chi Nanxun, speechless, what a brat.

"Don't look at it, it's a fake."

As soon as the words fell, the whole place was in an uproar.

"This Ye Zhenzhen is such a joke."

"Yeah! Giving a fake item in an occasion like this, isn't that putting your face on the line and asking everyone to slap you in the face?"

"Do you think she likes to be the star of the show?"

"This is a scandal. Don't you think you have enough scandals?"

“Black and red are also red!”

"........"

Ye Zhenzhen looked pale and could barely stand, so Chi Shaoxun supported her.

How can it be?

How could it be a fake?

Shen Shuyao forced herself to remain calm and said, "President Cai, you can't side with Nanxun just because he is your student."

Regardless of whether this painting of Zhenzhen is real or fake, it must not be acknowledged.

Otherwise Zhenzhen's reputation would really be ruined.

"Since you know that Nanxun is my student, then everyone also knows that Canghai is also my favorite student."

Hearing this, Shen Shuyao's heart sank.

Ye Zhenzhen just felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"Oh, that's right! Canghai is Mr. Cai's favorite student. How could we forget?"

"My apprentice is even better than me. It's a pity that he has to go home to inherit the family business. He hasn't produced any new works for many years."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Ye Zhenzhen.

Although they were discussing it in low voices, everyone knew what was going on and the atmosphere was awkward.

"Even so, it doesn't prove that this isn't Canghai's handwriting."

Old Madam Ye felt that she had lost all face. For the time being, no matter whether it was true or not, she must not admit it.

"Cang Hai, I'm asking you. Did you write this?"

After these words were spoken, everyone looked at Chi Nanxun in shock.

Ye Xingyan was surprised and delighted.

He is Canghai.

If they collaborated and painted together, they would make a lot of money.

Chi Nanxun enjoyed Ye Xingyan's admiring gaze.

"Would I not know if it was my handwriting?"

The whole audience was shocked.

Chi Nanxun admitted it directly.

Who would have thought that the famous calligrapher Canghai was actually the cold-blooded and decisive Nan Shao?

"Even if the words were not written by Canghai, it cannot prove that Ye Xingyan's painting is Mingzhu's authentic work."

Chi Shaoxun could feel the cold hands and feet of the girl next to him, and he knew she must have been deceived.

Liu Xinyu was speechless and really wanted to stuff him back into her stomach and start over.

"I believe everyone has seen Mingzhu's paintings. You can compare the two paintings carefully. In fact, the difference is quite obvious."

Ye Xingyan didn't say anything, but her confident words attracted everyone's attention.

"You have been in Xishan Village all the time. People there are busy preparing for their daily meals. They don't have the leisure time to learn painting. Don't pretend to know something you don't know."

"Mrs. Ye, you want everyone to know that you are feudal and superstitious, and you threw your own granddaughter into Xishan Village to fend for herself.

You dare to be so sarcastic in front of everyone. I don't know how you bullied my Yanyan in the past. Fortunately, we have severed our relationship.

I hope you will respect my people from now on, and don’t act like an elder. You are not my Yanyan’s elder, so you have no right to teach her a lesson.”

Tonight, Chi Nanxun was definitely the most talkative young master they had ever seen.

This mouth is simply amazing.

He totally disregards anyone but his little girlfriend.

Chi Nanxun lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one dares to bully you."

Ye Xingyan stared at the man in front of her with her blurry peach blossom eyes without blinking.

They were so close she could even see his pores.

He was obviously so cold, but every time she looked at him, he was always so gentle.

"Yan Yan, take action to deal with them! I can't keep my knife anymore."

Lu Shiqi tugged at her skirt and whispered.

Ye Xingyan’s thoughts were pulled back.

She smiled slightly, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, this painting is real."

"Ye Xingyan, you said your painting is the original, but it's not convincing at all."

Shen Shuyao is still fighting.

Ye Haobo felt that he had lost all face.

Both of them are his daughters. No matter whose is the authentic one, in the eyes of others, the Ye family has made a joke.

In the future, he can just attend such banquets by himself.

Ye Xingyan looked at the director of the Chinese Painting Museum who was carefully identifying the problem, and said in a clear voice, "Director Li, have you figured it out?"

"As far as I know, this one is more like Mingzhu's painting."

What Director Li was talking about was the painting sent by Ye Xingyan.

"You can't prove it, can you?"

Old Mrs. Ye was panicked. She really couldn't afford to lose face.

"Old and decrepit"

"Director Li, if you can't tell, just look at your phone!"

Director Li was confused.

"bell......"

Director Li stared at the WeChat video in amazement. "Ming, Teacher Mingzhu." His hands were shaking. "Please press the button for me. I, I'm afraid I might hang up by accident."

Shen Xiuchen next to him connected the call for him, and Ye Xingyan's delicate little face appeared on the mobile phone video.