Bo Lin remembered.

Before Hua Jian went to Country F, she bought a painting for him, which was also Yishuang's.

What is so special about this deceased Yi Shuang?

As for Hua Jian, he stared closely at "Regret" which was surrounded by the crowd, and for a moment he felt that he had stepped into Yi Shuang's spiritual world.

Whether it was the "Cool" he bought or the "Regret", both made Hua Jian touch Yishuang's heart lightly.

Yishuang must be a person with a soft heart, infinite creative passion, and a great love for life.

But when he created these two paintings, he was probably in a period of inner confusion and loneliness.

There is hope, but more of despair.

Janard listened to the noisy sounds in his ears and his head was buzzing.

He shrieked, "Impossible! This painting was burned clean in Country Y."

As soon as these words came out, the looks of people around him changed instantly.

It's over, what is he talking about?

Jiang Ruiming sneered, "I actually stole this painting by accident in Country Y. It's an authentic work by the Chinese artist Yi Shuang. You think no one knows Yi Shuang abroad, so stealing Yi Shuang's creativity doesn't count. You even hired a few thugs to burn it!"

"Is this true?"

"But the two paintings are exactly the same."

"Tsk, Jana won an award, he's so arrogant, I never thought it was a plagiarized idea."

"Look at this whole room of paintings—all of them are figures, except for this one, 'Happiness,' which is a landscape. It's really strange."

...

"There are many similar paintings. Isn't it too severe to accuse Janardi of plagiarism based on just two paintings?"

A slightly feminine male voice spoke calmly amid the noisy discussions, attracting everyone's attention.

Jiang Ruiming frowned. He was from the Shen family's branch.

Chen Ling had delicate features and a tall, thin figure. He walked out of the crowd politely.

"I've known Janard for many years. When he was creating 'Happiness,' I happened to be in Country Y. I've seen him pondering and searching for inspiration for this work, and I know how many drafts he threw away."

Shen Ling said very helplessly, "I heard that Director Jiang's gallery has been poorly managed in the past two years and is on the verge of bankruptcy."

Hua Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that Chen Ling was quite interesting.

Then Shen Ling continued in a gentle voice: "But you can't say anything slanderous about Janard at such an important moment in his life. All the seniors in the art world know that this is a fatal blow to an artist."

Jiang Ruiming calmed down: "What Mr. Shen said is true, so I was afraid of slandering Janard, so I found some information on purpose."

Shen Ling's eyes turned cold, and he raised the corners of his lips: "I would like to hear the details."

Jiang Ruiming pulled out his phone and said, "Nothing new here. This is the video footage of Janardé selling 'Regret' to a small gallery."

Shen Ling: "Videos can be fake..."

Jiang Ruiming interrupted him with a mocking look: "Mr. Shen, you should finish reading it first."

Shen Ling's expression completely faded.

If Shen Mo hadn't been staring at him like a madman recently, and he hadn't been anxious to launder the money.

He would not have found Janard after there was no hope of cooperating with the Xie family, that sucker.

There was a venomous look in his eyes, and he glanced at the trembling Janard out of the corner of his eye.

If this bastard lets Shen Mo catch him, he will let him die in China.

Janade's legs were shaking like sieves, how come there was a video?

He was so short of money at the time that he had no choice but to sell "Regret" to a very small, underground and informal gallery.

Suddenly, he thought of something and his eyes widened in horror.

Could it be...

Sure enough, noisy shouting came from Jiang Ruiming's cell phone.

The video is fixed behind a bookshelf, where people of different skin colors are excitedly marching while holding signs.

Just then, Janard appeared.

The corners of Shen Ling's mouth straightened instantly.

The gallery was very quiet, with only the various languages ​​​​in the video and excited cheers.

In the corner, Janardi opened the scroll with a tense expression and looked outside the store, fearing that the protesters would rush in.

When the scroll was opened, it was the painting "Regret" that was inside.

Is there anything you don’t understand after reading this?

The video was made before "Happiness" was released.

Janard flatly denied what he had just said: "This is an old draft I made before I painted 'Happiness'. It's all my creativity. I have never seen 'Regret'. Director Jiang's accusation of plagiarism is complete nonsense."

"Look!"

Janard's eyes narrowed.

In the video, he was so nervous that when he picked up the scroll, a piece of white paper next to him cut his hand.

A little blood had rubbed onto the edge of the painting.

How could...

Jiang Ruiming said coldly, "God has truly provided for me to find this video. Janade, Yishuang's 'Regret' not only has your fingerprints on it, but it also contains your blood and DNA. As the owner of 'Regret', I have already hired a lawyer to file a lawsuit against you for plagiarism and to lodge a complaint with the foundation that awarded you the prize."

Hua Jian let out a sigh of relief.

Cui Lengyun was very proud. After Jiang Ruiming finished speaking, he handed a lawyer's letter to Janard like a savior.

Shen Ling hated those who ruined his good deeds.

His money would become his legal income once Janard's art exhibition was over today.

But he didn't expect it to be ruined by a small figure like Jiang Ruiming.

His voice was filled with ice. "When did Young Master Cui take on such a small lawsuit? Is he short of money? Did the Cui family go bankrupt, or did Cui Lengfeng get caught?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen, my brother is fine. But you, Mr. Shen, have been in a lot of trouble recently, right?" Cui Lengyun said venomously, "Too much money is not good, tsk tsk."

Shen Ling's pupils constricted, "You!"

Cui Lengyun held up the lawyer's letter and looked at the people around him mockingly: "I'm still waiting for this kind of small lawsuit to make a living, but I'm leaving now. But everyone, be cautious when investing. Once this person's story gets to Country Y, no one will want these paintings even if they are given away for free."

Jiang Ruiming solved a big problem here and felt relieved.

As for those who were visiting the exhibition, they were all smart people and immediately surrounded Jiang Ruiming.

I've heard for a long time that Jiang Ruiming has many of Yi Shuang's posthumous works. Even a copy can win a big prize, let alone the original?

Jiang Ruiming must have made a fortune this time!

The stock market is the most sensitive.

When Jiang Ruiming arrived, all kinds of videos were circulated on the Internet.

The young painter who had just returned to China and won a big award failed miserably at the opening of his first exhibition.

Not only in China, but also abroad it is 9 o'clock in the morning.

In a six-star hotel in Country Y, the head of the Purton family stood on the 58th floor overlooking the entire city.

The butler came in quietly.

"Master, there's something wrong with the painting 'Happiness' that you're so fond of. The artist, Janard, has been accused in China of plagiarizing the late painter Yi Shuang's 'Regret'."

Purton's eyes twitched slightly. "Regret? That painting is more suitable than happiness. Who has the original painting?"