After being forced into a marriage of convenience, a master of metaphysics manipulates a cold and al

"Qin Wanqing, this is your last chance. Aren't you going to cherish it?"

"If you admit defeat in front of everyone, that you're not as good as me, I can be generous and not embarrass you!"

Zhu Daji laughed so hard her body trembled, her breasts heaving.

That naturally alluring aura made all the men around her swallow hard, their eyes starting to glaze over.

This Miss Zhu is charming and alluring, a classic woman who appeals to men of all ages.

Even wealthy men who are used to seeing beautiful women still can't resist.

The so-called "not including thirty" is probably like this.

"Zhu Daji, Zhu Daji, do you know how serious a crime it is to try to fool the Admiral with a fake painting?"

"And the most idiotic thing is that you're still shouting and yelling here, as if you're afraid people won't know that you delivered a fake!"

"Do you have a grudge against the Zhu family? It's one thing to be courting death, but you also want to drag the entire Zhu family down with you?"

Qin Wanqing smiled faintly, no longer bothering to hide it.

The time has come, and it's time to finally uncover the truth.

Instead of wasting time on people like Zhu Daji and Ye Xuanyuan, it's better to go out and eat some good food with Ye Bai and Shen Lu.

Wait... when did I become a foodie?

bah bah bah!

This damned saying goes, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black

"Qin Wanqing, are you crazy? How dare you say that my painting 'Downhill Stream' is a fake?"

As soon as Qin Wanqing said these words, the entire audience erupted in uproar, and Zhu Daji was so surprised that her mouth formed an "O" shape.

"Wanqing, do you think people will believe such childish smears and slanders?"

"Don't forget, we're not those ignorant commoners who know nothing, but scions of wealthy and influential families!"

“Can’t we tell the difference between a genuine and a fake? Besides, this painting comes from the Feng family’s antique shop!”

"Who is Mr. Feng Tianji? Would he really try to fool us with fakes?"

"Wanqing, I understand your reluctance to admit defeat, but using such methods is going too far..."

Ye Xuanyuan sighed softly and began to earnestly persuade him.

"Young Master Ye is indeed as rumored, elegant and refined, and also loyal, generous and magnanimous..."

Seeing this, some people began to admire it.

Some wealthy ladies and socialites, in particular, looked at Ye Xuanyuan with shining eyes, wishing he would drag them into the changing room and then ravage them.

It must be said that although Ye Bai and Qin Wanqing both knew very well what kind of person this young master of the Ye family was, Ye Xuanyuan had a very good reputation in the upper-class circles of Jingzhou.

Even though using a substitute marriage this time is somewhat dishonorable, it can still be understood by everyone.

After all, it's not difficult for a true scion of a wealthy family to choose between a son of an adopted child and a son of a powerful family.

If it were them, they would have chosen to do the same.

So although this was done very unethically, Ye Xuanyuan's reputation was not affected, and he remained the dream lover of countless lonely young women.

"Ye Xuanyuan, among all the people I've met, if you're second in terms of shamelessness and disgust, no one is qualified to be number one."

Qin Wanqing looked disgusted and spoke without any mercy.

To be honest, she used to have a pretty good impression of Ye Xuanyuan, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed to the marriage alliance with the Ye family.

It wasn't until this substitution marriage incident happened that she truly saw through this guy's true colors.

"Qin Wanqing, don't be ungrateful!"

In front of so many people, being so belittled by Qin Wanqing, Ye Xuanyuan couldn't save face no matter how hard he tried to pretend.

"Miss Qin, why are you so certain that Miss Zhu's painting 'Downhill Stream' is a fake?"

At this moment, Nangong Kangcheng on the stage suddenly spoke up, interrupting the argument between the group.

"That's right, that's the key point! Even if it's the Qin family, they can't just slander someone out of thin air, can they?"

"As expected, Mr. Nangong is truly remarkable; he can see through the essence of the problem at a glance!"

The crowd started discussing it again, some saying it was to flatter Nangong Kangcheng, and others saying it was to continue targeting the Qin family.

"It's very simple, because the original of 'Downhill Stream Landscape' is in my hands."

Qin Wanqing smiled faintly and looked at Nangong Kangcheng, saying, "Mr. Nangong, please open the birthday gift sent by my Qin family."

"Could it be... that the gift from the Qin family was also a painting titled 'Downhill Stream'?"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, already vaguely guessing the truth!

"Impossible! There is only one genuine copy of 'Downhill Stream Landscape' in the world, mine cannot be a fake!"

"Ye Xuanyuan, don't you think so?"

Zhu Daji's previous smugness vanished, her pretty face turned pale, and a hint of fear welled up in her beautiful eyes.

He looked at Ye Xuanyuan and asked sternly.

She wasn't stupid; she began to realize something was wrong.

The fact that Qin Wanqing dared to do this in front of so many people already speaks volumes.

"Don't worry, I've already inquired thoroughly. Feng's Antique Shop only has one 'Downhill Stream Landscape'! No matter how capable the Qin family is, they can't possibly get Feng Tianji to get a second one!"

"As for forgeries, that's even more impossible. How could an ordinary person possibly copy a masterpiece of this caliber? Unless it was Mr. Feng Tianji himself who did it, but do you think Qin Wanqing has the ability to get such a big shot to do it?"

Ye Xuanyuan lowered his voice and comforted Zhu Daji.

Of course, it wasn't so easy to snatch something Qin Wanqing wanted; Ye Xuanyuan had done his homework.

Therefore, this judgment was reasonable and well-founded, which eased Zhu Daji's worries somewhat.

But before she could even relax, a slap in the face came instantly.

Nangong Kangcheng had already had someone open the congratulatory gift Qin Wanqing had sent, and it turned out to be another painting, "Downhill Stream Landscape"!

To make it easier for everyone to see clearly, Nangong Kangcheng simply had both paintings held up and presented in their entirety.

The one on the left is the one given by Zhu Daji, and the one on the right is the one Qin Wanqing just opened.

"What... what's going on? How can there really be two 'Downhill Stream Landscapes'?"

"It's impossible for them all to be genuine; there must be one fake among them!"

"Could it be... that Miss Qin is telling the truth?"

Everyone was completely dumbfounded, including Zhu Daji and Ye Xuanyuan.

Ye Xuanyuan, in particular, felt incredibly embarrassed.

He had just earnestly advised Zhu Daji when reality slapped him hard in the face.

But that's not important. The most important thing is, what exactly is going on?

Both Zhu Daji and Ye Xuanyuan were in a daze and couldn't react for a moment.

"Mr. Nangong, you have profound attainments in calligraphy and painting. Could you tell us what exactly happened?"

Someone looked at Nangong Kangcheng and asked him a question.

Rumor has it that this head steward of the governor's mansion, like the governor himself, is most skilled at appreciating calligraphy and paintings.

Nangong Kangcheng didn't keep him in suspense, and said with a wry smile, "Of these two paintings, one is indeed an original, and the other is a forgery..."