The fake daughter was not exposed today

Jiang Fu silently memorized the appearance of the person in that direction and continued to visit the exhibition area with Mr. Jiang.

The entire bidding process for this auction was handled by the assistant who was brought with her. All she had to do was accompany the elderly to appreciate the paintings on display and ready for auction.

"As a medieval master of oil painting, Madame Bellaud was very good at using casual brushstrokes to depict the texture of jewelry, such as the pearl necklace in this painting..."

Old Master Jiang explained to her patiently, and Jiang Fu listened patiently, occasionally expressing some simple insights.

As they were strolling, they came to the painting of Pine and Crane.

"Wang Yushan was the most outstanding meticulous painter of his time. Perhaps because the world was in turmoil at that time, he chose to live in seclusion in the mountains. His painting style was more casual and unrestrained than that of the literati of the same period, with its pastoral and wild charm." Mr. Jiang really liked the crane with spread wings in the painting.

Jiang Fu seemed to have thought of something, lowered his eyes and whispered, "This painting seems to be a fake."

"Fake? Tell me about it." Old Master Jiang suddenly became interested.

Jiang Fu suddenly wanted to sew his mouth shut.

In that instant, the memory of the painter popped up in her mind, and she couldn't stop talking and said it out loud.

She didn't mean to attract the old man's attention!

Feeling a little uneasy under the old man's gaze, she took a deep breath and said, "It's just... the paper doesn't seem very old."

"Heh." A sneer broke the silence between the grandmother and granddaughter. Shen Qinglin looked at her with a playful expression, "Jiang Yilan, are you really the lady of the Jiang family who has been taught for ten years? Your ability to appraise calligraphy and painting is so poor?"

Old Master Jiang looked unhappy, but Jiang Fu tugged at his sleeve and said, "Grandpa, let's go. We won't argue with fools."

She could sense that Shen Qinglin was looking for trouble. Furthermore, if she argued with her here, she might let something slip.

To be on the safe side, she'd better avoid it.

"Who are you calling a fool?"

"Whoever you think it is, it's him, Grandpa, let's go." Jiang Fu took the old man's arm and left.

Shen Qinglin only felt a sense of depression in his chest, which caused a dull pain.

It feels uncomfortable to try to provoke trouble but be easily defeated.

"Qinglin, why do you look so unhappy?" Liang Wei walked over.

Shen Qinglin's tone was neither gloomy nor positive, but his voice was a little louder, "Your ex-daughter-in-law has a much better eye than us. She took a glance and said that this "Pine and Crane Painting" is a fake. It's really..."

Liang Wei calmly arranged her clothes and jewelry, "She probably saw that our Shen family disliked her character, so she deliberately made you angry so that you would lose your composure. Don't bother with a mean person like her."

"That's right." Shen Qinglin quickly let it go.

The little conflict just now attracted a lot of attention. People who were not familiar with the matter also understood the situation after hearing what the mother and daughter said.

How could Mr. Shan casually put a fake painting up for auction? Most likely, that little girl named Jiang Yilan was just exaggerating and she started to make a fuss after being exposed.

No responsibility.

On the other side, Jiang Fu could clearly feel that the malice of the people around him had increased a bit, and his head was stimulated to the point of feeling a little swollen and painful.

Perhaps because he saw that she looked unhappy, Old Man Jiang patted her head and said, "Okay, don't be unhappy. No matter what others say, Grandpa will believe you."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Jiang Fu felt warm in his heart.

The old man fixed her hair and said, "Go to the lounge and have something sweet to relax. I'll contact Secretary Liu."

"it is good."

There were many small snacks prepared in the rest area. Jiang Fu picked a berry white chocolate sliced ​​cake and found a corner to sit down.

She didn't know when she started to like this taste, but anyway, the sweet and sour taste made her relax.

Holding the cream in his mouth and humming a song softly, Jiang Fu felt that his brain, which had been stimulated by malice just now, was relieved a lot.

"Sister Yilan, you are here." Shen Zelin appeared in front of her with a smile on his face.

Jiang Fu's heart suddenly became alarmed.

It's finally here, childhood sweethearts' alone time! She might really be exposed!

But she calmed down in an instant. At worst, she would confess if the truth was revealed, and then she would work together with her childhood friend to help Jiang Yilan clear her grievances.

"Don't take my mom and sister's words to heart." He took a piece of the same cut cake and sat next to her.

"Auntie is angry because the gift I gave her caused the old lady to suffer. That's why she is so angry." Jiang Fu said frankly.

Liang Wei's thoughts were easy to guess, but Shen Qinglin was a little puzzling, and he didn't look like someone who would cause trouble.

Speaking of the unexpected incident at the birthday party, Shen Zelin was also a little sad. "Grandma's condition has stabilized now, but I don't know when she will wake up."

"That's it." Jiang Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the person is still breathing, she can save him.

Perhaps feeling the topic was a bit heavy, Shen Zelin simply changed the subject, "Speaking of which, Sister Yilan, you keep humming the song while eating. I can't even find it online. Who wrote it?"

As he spoke, he hummed a little.

Jiang Fu was stunned when he heard the familiar melody.

This little tune happened to be the melody she often hummed, and she herself didn't even know where she had heard it.

Jiang Yilan and she are familiar with the same melody.

If she didn't know that she was the only origin cell fusion in the world, she would almost suspect that she was Jiang Yilan's twin sister.

Shen Zelin looked at the girl in front of him, who was looking down in thought, and said nothing. He had talked about this topic before, but every time he brought it up, Sister Yilan always looked pensive, as if she was recalling something.

He also wanted to know what the story was, but he could never open the door to her heart.

"Miss Jiang, someone is looking for you. He said he is waiting for you in the second room on the third floor." A young waiter came over.

"Okay, I'll be there soon." Jiang Fu nodded.

Shen Zelin didn't know why, but he had a bad feeling. He remembered that Jiang Yilan had been called away by a stranger on the birthday party, and then the gift she gave to her grandmother was spiced up.

"Nothing will happen this time, believe me." Jiang Fu noticed the sudden panic in his heart and comforted him with a smile.

As she passed the dessert table, she touched a small fork and put it in her palm.

She remembered that the stairs from the lounge to the third floor were on the left, so she simply identified the direction and walked straight there.

Judging from Shen Zelin's reaction, the person who invited her to the third floor must be that "prophet" who had been making such outrageous remarks. It was just unclear what tricks he was planning this time...

She felt in her pocket.

Soon, she realized she was going the wrong way.

"I should have asked if I could lead the way," Jiang Fu looked around and noticed the small mechanism connecting the corner to the wall. "It looks like there's a secret door here."

She gently opened it and found that there seemed to be a staircase leading to nowhere, which was surprisingly clean.

Bored, she closed the secret door and returned.