The ancient war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in a wealthy family

In the art exhibition hall of the Zhan family's old house, the air is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. It should have been a refreshing atmosphere, but at this moment it made me feel suffocated.

I looked at the torn "Landscape Scroll" and my heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

This painting is a treasure passed down from the ancestors of the Zhan family. It was intended to be the finale of this exhibition, but now...

"Master Ding, what is going on?" My voice trembled unconsciously.

Master Ding, the transporter who had worked with the Zhan family for many years, had a flickering look in his eyes and stammered, "This... this... might be caused by the bumpy road..."

"Bump?" I pointed at the scratch that ran almost the entire length of the painting. "Such damage could be caused by a simple bump? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Master Ding's expression grew even uglier. He rubbed his hands together, his eyes wandering, not daring to look me in the face. I knew in my heart that there must be something else going on.

I suppressed my anger and immediately began contacting other possible sources of the exhibits.

However, several collectors who usually have a good relationship with me rejected me this time for various reasons.

Even Mr. Wang, who had previously agreed to lend the exhibits, suddenly changed his mind, saying that something happened at home and the exhibits could not be shipped out.

An invisible pressure descended upon me, and I felt isolated and helpless. Could someone really be behind this, deliberately trying to sabotage the Zhan family's exhibition?

When I returned to the Zhan family, I told Zhan Yu about the situation.

His brows were furrowed, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that this matter is not that simple." He patted my shoulder gently and comforted me, "Don't worry, I will find a way."

I leaned weakly in his arms, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.

This exhibition of the Zhan family is not only related to the family's reputation, but also the key to my foothold in the Zhan family.

If the exhibition fails, my situation will be even more difficult.

Just when I was about to despair, Zhan Yu brought good news.

He used his connections to contact the famous artist Mr. Su, who expressed his willingness to provide some of his works to make up for the loss of the exhibits.

"Mr. Su is willing to help?" I couldn't believe my ears.

Mr. Su is notoriously aloof and rarely participates in such exhibitions. The fact that Zhan Yu was able to convince him gave me hope.

"Well, he has agreed and will deliver the work personally tomorrow." There was a hint of fatigue in Zhan Yu's tone. I knew that he must have put a lot of thought into this matter.

I shook his hand, my heart filled with gratitude. However, at this moment, the housekeeper hurried in...

The housekeeper looked panicked and said hurriedly, "Young Madam, this is bad! Mr. Su's painting...had an accident on the way!"

My heart sank, and a chill shot from my feet to my head. How could this happen? Was this really God's will to kill me?

Zhan Yu held me up, his face livid: "What's going on? Explain clearly!"

The housekeeper stammered, "Mr. Su's car... was hit by a truck... the paintings... the paintings were damaged..."

My eyes went dark and I almost fainted. Zhan Yu supported me, his eyes full of heartache and anger.

"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! I want to know who is behind this!" He said almost gritting his teeth.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.

The series of accidents made me suspect that there must be someone behind this who is deliberately targeting me and the Zhan family.

who is it?

Who could have such great power that he could cover the sky with one hand?

Just then, my cell phone rang. It was Mr. Cai, the gallery owner who had previously refused to lend the exhibition and took advantage of the situation to raise the price.

"Ms. Bai, I heard there were some problems with your exhibition?" He said with a hint of gloating in his tone, "Now you know how to beg me, right? But the price is different now..."

I suppressed my anger and said coldly, "Boss Cai, are you taking advantage of someone else's misfortune?"

"Miss Bai, you can't say that. I'm just a businessman, and naturally I want to maximize my profits." His tone was frivolous, not hiding his greed. "Now that you're desperate, who else can help you except me?"

I took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in my heart.

I know that I can't break up with him now. I need to calm him down and find the person behind him.

"Boss Cai, we can discuss the price, but you have to let me see the goods, right?"

"No problem, come to my gallery tomorrow and I'll open your eyes." There was a hint of pride in his tone, as if he was already sure of victory.

I hung up the phone, a cold glint in my eyes.

Boss Cai, you are too happy too early.

I want to see what tricks you can come up with.

I turned to look at Zhan Yu with a firm look in my eyes: "Tomorrow, we will go meet this Boss Cai."

I hung up the phone with my palms slightly sweating. Boss Cai's tone made me feel nauseous.

Zhan Yu held my hand and gave me a reassuring look.

"Don't worry, we can definitely handle it." His voice was low and firm, which gave me strength.

The next day, we arrived at Boss Cai's gallery on time.

He was dressed in a suit, had slicked-back hair and a fake smile on his face.

"Miss Bai, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." He made a "please" gesture and led us into his collection room.

"How about it? These paintings are carefully selected by me and will definitely meet your needs." He pointed to several paintings hanging on the wall, his tone full of pride.

I walked up to the painting and looked at it carefully.

These paintings do look good at first glance, but upon closer inspection, some minor flaws can be found.

I sneered in my heart, Boss Cai, do you think this little trick can fool me?

"Boss Cai, the quality of these paintings is uneven, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet the requirements of the exhibition." I said in a calm tone, but with a hint of unquestionable firmness.

His expression changed slightly, and he forced a smile and said, "Miss Bai, you are a connoisseur. These paintings are all from famous artists. How could it be..."

I interrupted him and pointed to one of the paintings. "Although the brushstrokes are incredibly lifelike, the use of paint is a bit naive. It's clearly a fake."

Boss Cai's face suddenly turned ugly. He didn't expect that I would point out his flaws so directly.

I continued, "And this one, although the composition is exquisite, the artist's signature is slightly different from the original, so it's also a fake."

Every time I pointed out a flaw, Boss Cai's face became uglier.

Sweat began to form on his forehead, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look me in the eye.

I was secretly happy in my heart, Boss Cai, your greed finally exposed you.

"Boss Cai, aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation by doing this?" I said in a cold and merciless tone.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. I turned and left, Zhan Yu following closely behind. I knew that Boss Cai's credibility in the art world had been completely shattered.

After leaving the gallery, I started contacting some young artists and purchasing their works at lower prices.

Although these works are not as famous as those of famous masters, their quality is by no means inferior.

I have received some good works one after another, which solved the problem of shortage of some exhibits.

However, I found that some key exhibits were still missing... Time was running out, and I looked at the list of remaining exhibits in my hand with a frown.

Zhan Yu came over and patted my shoulder gently, "What's wrong?"

I pointed to a few names on the list and said, "These..."