The substitute wife is an all-powerful boss

"Since you know so much about painting and medicine, you really can't tell that this painting was made by Xianren when he first became famous more than ten years ago? Moreover, this is most likely just a draft by Xianren."

"Besides, it's still a half-finished draft."

Wen Xu's expression did not become angry or embarrassed because of Fu Xingyu's sarcastic ridicule. On the contrary, she was always calm and composed, and every word she spoke was powerful and convincing.

Everyone at the table was attracted by her.

Some people have doubts, while others are looking forward to the show.

There is indeed no comparison between Wen Xu and Fu Xingyu.

One was a little country girl from the countryside, completely ignorant.

One is a distinguished young master who grew up in a wealthy family.

The most important thing is that Fu Xingyue is still an artist.

Is this artist even worse than a little village girl?

Do you need Wenxu to give you advice?

Isn't this funny?

Fu Xingyue couldn't help but walk to Wen Xu and lowered his voice, "Sister-in-law, you'd better say less! It's not easy to end it. Brother Xingyu knows more about painting than you do."

You know, Fu Xingyu is a super fan of Xianren.

The super super kind.

He knew more about idlers than he knew himself.

Wen Xu only knows a little bit about it. Isn't this the same as showing off her sword in front of Guan Gong?

At the entire table, only Mr. Fu believed Wen Xu's words without a doubt. He looked at Wen Xu and said, "Xu Xu, go on. How did you know that this painting was just a half-finished fake?"

Hearing this, Li Mei's eyes were full of sarcasm.

The old man is really confused.

She wanted to see what Wen Xu could say!

Under everyone's gaze, Wen Xu slowly stood up from his chair, walked over to the butler, and pointed to a section of the painting. "Grandpa, look here," he said. "Idle Man initially used a soluble organic pigment called Tianshan Snow, which is rich in various minerals. If you smell it carefully, you can smell a faint fragrance similar to that of green lotus."

"As far as I know, Tianshan Snow is Xianren's favorite pigment. She also blends this pigment herself, and it's hard to find a similar pigment on the market."

Hearing this, Fu Xingyue immediately lowered his head to smell it, and then said in surprise: "Sister-in-law is right, there is indeed a fragrance here! And it is the fragrance of green lotus."

"What can fragrance represent?" Fu Xingyu snorted coldly. "With the internet so advanced nowadays, everyone knows that the paint Xianren used is Tianshan Snow."

Old Master Fu nodded. "Xing Yu's words make sense. Besides, being able to smell the fragrance of Tianshan snow doesn't that mean this painting is an authentic work of Xianren? This completely contradicts what you said about it being a semi-finished product."

Wen Xu's expression remained unchanged. She pointed with her white finger and spoke slowly.

"Grandpa, look here again. The lines have clearly become stiffer. In fact, if you look closely, you'll find that Xianren's early and later paintings are very different. But the imitator here, in order to imitate Xianren's style, used a little more force, imitating Xianren's later, more mature style."

Wen Xu specifically pointed out the difference between the early and late stages in simple words. Even Fu Xingyue, who didn't understand painting, could see the difference between the two.

"Wow! Grandpa, my sister-in-law is right. The painting here is indeed different from the previous one."

Seeing Fu Xingyue's startled look, Fu Xingyu frowned slightly.

Is Fu Xingyue crazy?

He actually spoke up for a little village girl!

I'm really getting worse as I grow older.

He actually associates with someone like Wen Xu.

Fu Xingyu snorted coldly: "Xingyue, when did you learn to paint?"

"Really, Brother Xingyu, if you don't believe me, just look for yourself!"

Fu Xingyu didn't take Fu Xingyue's words to heart.

Mr. Fu reached out to the servant beside him and said, "Give me my glasses."

"Okay, old man."

Soon, the servant came over with the glasses.

Mr. Fu put on his glasses and walked up to the butler, carefully examining the scroll.

As he watched, he also discovered the problem Wen Xu mentioned, and said in shock, "Okay, it seems that it is really different."

Fu Xingyu was stunned when he heard Mr. Fu's voice.

Because he knew that Mr. Fu would not lie.

He has always been the most fair and just.

Fu Xingyu immediately lowered his head to look.

Wen Xu's voice continued, "Actually, it's not just a matter of style and handwriting; the imitator also missed the biggest problem."

"What's the problem?" asked Mr. Fu.

Now, everyone at the table became curious.

No one expected that Wen Xu had this ability.

Wen Xu smiled faintly, "The imitator used fake Tianshan snow. Although fake Tianshan snow has a fragrance, this fragrance cannot last long. The fragrance will disappear after a long time."

Fu Xingyu immediately lowered his head and smelled the difference between the two places.

It’s exactly as Wen Xu said.

The fragrance of green lotus is no longer there in the back.

"Do you think that Xianren would use fake Tianshan snow?" Wen Xu turned the question back to Fu Xingyu in the last sentence.

Fu Xingyu was stunned, with a complicated expression on his face.

He claims to be the person in the world who understands the style of idle painting best.

But now.

He actually lost to a little village girl!

How did Wenxu know this?

"Well, well said!" Old Master Fu nodded repeatedly. "Xingyu, you should thank your sister-in-law for teaching you this lesson."

Fu Xingyu felt mixed emotions.

Although he didn't want to bow down to Wen Xu, he could only speak stiffly for the sake of Mr. Wen's face, "Thank you, sister-in-law. It was all my ignorance just now."

"It's okay, no one is perfect." Wen Xu was generous.

And she is very open about it.

Although she was smiling, there was no trace of smugness on her face.

Gu Yixun turned back to look at Fu Xinghao, squinting his eyes, "Your sister-in-law seems very different from what you described."

Fu Xinghao snorted, "What's the big deal about knowing a little bit about painting?"

Even Fu Xingyun looked at Wen Xu again.

It seems.

This bride who came for good fortune did a lot of homework in order to marry into the Fu family and to secure her position.

pity.

If you want to secure your position as the mistress of the Fu family, you can't just learn about a few paintings and please Mr. Fu.

She is like this.

In the end there is only one outcome.

Become a useless victim.

Fu Xingyun curled the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up the spoon and drank a mouthful of soup.

After dinner.

Fu Xingyue found Fu Xingyu.

"Brother Xingyu, how is it? Have you seen how powerful my sister-in-law is?"

Fu Xingyu glanced at Fu Xingyue and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"I want to tell you to stop targeting my sister-in-law. She's really different from what you think. She's not the kind of girl who worships money! She's actually quite capable."

Fu Xingyu snorted coldly, "If she didn't worship money, would she marry a vegetable? Besides, a truly powerful person doesn't need to be advertised everywhere, and she doesn't need to use backdoors to even go to school."

Who in their right mind would marry a vegetative person just to bring good luck?

It's easy to figure out that Wen Xu must be attracted by the Fu family's wealth.

"Don't think I'll accept her just because she specifically studied Xianren's handwriting and painting style! Tell her, stop dreaming, I will never acknowledge her as my sister-in-law!"

Fu Xingyu can't stand people like Wen Xu the most.

Do whatever it takes to achieve your goals.

Do whatever it takes!

Seeing Fu Xingyu like this, Fu Xingyue sighed, "Brother Xingyu, don't be so absolute. What if one day you discover the advantages of your sister-in-law and accept her?"

"Absolutely impossible!" Fu Xingyu said word by word, "If I acknowledge Wen Xu's sister-in-law, I'd be a dog!"

To demonstrate his resolve, Fu Xingyu added, "And it's a sterilized dog!"

Through Fu Xingyu, Fu Xingyue seemed to see his former self. He immediately took out his cell phone from his pocket and said, "Brother Xingyu, I'm recording now. Do you dare to repeat what you just said?"

"What's wrong with this?"

Fu Xingyu boldly repeated what he had just said.

The tone is sonorous and powerful.

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the other side.

Xu Jing handed the medicine that Wen Xu had given her the day before yesterday to Old Lady Xu, who was sitting in a wheelchair. "Grandma, this is the soothing pill my classmate gave me. She said it can regulate qi and blood and relieve joint pain. You should try it."

Old Mrs. Xu took the small porcelain bottle and asked, "Shouldn't I apply a plaster to my leg pain? Will this help?"

Xu Jing's mother, Wang Xinhui, came over and said, "Mom, let me see."

Old Mrs. Xu handed the small porcelain bottle to Wang Xinhui.

Wang Xinhui looked at it for a long time, then frowned and said, "There's not even a label or a production date. How can you eat it? Jingjing, how old is your classmate this year?"

"Why can't I eat what my deskmate gave me? Mom, let me tell you, her family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine! The kind that inherits it, it's really amazing! She gave me this pill because she thinks highly of me, don't take her kindness for granted."

Wang Xinhui frowned slightly. "Your grandmother is already old, and her immunity isn't as strong as that of young people! If this medicine worsens her condition, no one in our family can take the responsibility."

Hearing this, Old Lady Xu felt that her daughter-in-law's words made sense and nodded. "Your mother is right. This kind of thing must not be eaten carelessly! My old bones can't withstand such a torment! I'm only 70 years old this year. If I can live to 100, I can still live for another 30 years! I can't die now!"

Although she now has leg pain and can only sit in a wheelchair.

But sitting in a wheelchair is better than being dead!

Xu Jing became very anxious when she heard that her mother and grandmother didn't believe her. After all, this was Wen Xu's good intention.

Besides, based on Xu Jing's understanding of Wen Xu, she knew very well that Wen Xu was not the kind of person who would talk casually.

If this medicine had no effect, she wouldn't have given it to herself.

Xu Jing began to coax her, "Mom, can you just trust me this time? My deskmate will definitely not harm me! Besides, my deskmate is so pretty!"

After hearing the last sentence, Mrs. Xu immediately asked, "How beautiful is it?"

"She's so beautiful! She looks just like a fairy! By the way, grandma, I still have a photo!" Xu Jing took out her cell phone and found a photo of her and Wen Xu.

The moment she saw the photo, Mrs. Xu's eyes lit up. "Oh my god! What a beautiful girl! Everyone dies in this world. It doesn't matter if you die early or late!"

"I'll be the guinea pig!"

Wang Xinhui: “???”

Wang Xinhui wanted to say something else, but she saw that Old Lady Xu had already opened the lid of the small porcelain bottle, poured out two pills and swallowed them. "Jingjing, when my leg pain is gone, you must take me to thank your deskmate in person."

Wang Xinhui was speechless!

I'm afraid the last sentence is the mother-in-law's real purpose?

"Mom, aren't you afraid of eating dead people?"

"What are you afraid of? Such a beautiful lady would never lie!"