Chapter 869 The painting was bought

Yan Laiyi quickly pressed the forward button of the electric wheelchair and rushed in one direction.

The nurse called out to her, "What are you doing here? What are you doing here?!"

She didn't even turn her head: "It's okay, I'm a good driver! I won't get hurt!!"

The nurse said anxiously: "No, you are running in the wrong direction!"

Yan Laiyi: "..."

Yan Laiyi turned around awkwardly, and suddenly saw a dark shadow rushing past him!

Gu Huai rushed out like a cheetah!

He still had the phone in his hand: "There's an old lady who collects scrap. She should have a pile of cardboard. Go find her!"

The bodyguards stationed outside the hospital were looking for someone anxiously.

Yan Laiyi looked at Gu Huai's figure disappearing in front of her, feeling a little amused and helpless.

The nurse walked up behind her and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

She hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe joining an event to find an old lady who collects scrap?"

Nurse:"?"

The old lady took the waste materials she had just picked up today, and pushed her cart diligently to sort out the waste materials. Among them was a drawing board filled with cardboard.

She took it out and found a painting inside.

Just as the old lady was about to step on it, a man suddenly came over and said, "What a beautiful painting."

The old lady looked over in confusion.

The man, with long, combed hair and a handsome appearance, held the painting up in the air and examined it carefully. "The artistry and composition make it look like it was created by a master. It would be a shame to throw it away."

He looked at the old lady with a smile: "Old lady, where did you get this? Doesn't the other party want it anymore?"

The old lady looked at him with resistance and said sullenly, "I picked it up from someone's ward."

The man was startled when he heard this: "Picked it up?"

He suddenly became suspicious: "Could it be that you stole it?"

The old lady snatched the painting away and said, "Who said I stole it? How could I, at my age, steal someone's things?! Do you have any evidence? This is mine. No matter what, it's mine. I took it from someone's hospital ward!"

The man looked at her suspiciously. Seeing that she was about to put the papers and paper shells together again, he quickly stopped her: "Wait a minute, since this painting has no owner, how about this? I'll buy it and give you fifty!"

The old lady looked at him suspiciously.

The man directly took out a fifty-dollar bill and handed it to her: "Is this all right?"

When the old lady heard this, she held the fifty yuan up to the sun to check its authenticity without saying a word, and nodded to signal the man to take it.

The man happily got into the car holding the painting.

Not long after, Gu Huai found the old man and asked in a gentle voice, "Old man, a painting is missing from our ward. The surveillance footage shows that you took our painting without our permission. Could you please return our painting?"

He thought he had a very good temper.

But unexpectedly, the old lady's eyes widened, she slapped her thighs and sat on the ground and started to howl: "Oh, this pretty young woman is wronging an old man like me! You are so unreasonable!"

Gu Huai: “?”

The old lady continued to howl: "Who said I stole your things? I am so old, how could I still steal your things?!"

Gu Huai's expression gradually faded, and he said coldly, "Age has nothing to do with a person's character. Let me say one more thing. You stole my painting. Where is my painting?"

As she was speaking, several burly men slowly surrounded the old woman and looked down at her.

Gu Huai had no patience. He looked down at the old lady from a high position, and crushed her with his imposing manner: "Give me my painting."

The old lady's crying stopped abruptly, and she looked at him fearfully from left to right: "The painting, the painting, let me sell it."

Her lower lip trembled a little, and she stammered, "A young man bought my painting for fifty dollars and just left."

Gu Huai frowned: "Old dog, go check the surveillance."

He then asked the old lady, "What does that man look like?"

The old lady shook her head, looking quite pitiful: "I am too old to remember, I just remember that he had long hair."

Gu Huai signaled his men to record a video: "Tell me again, who did you give the painting to? Where did you get it from?"

The old lady stammered, "I took it from the ward. I saw it was just a cardboard shell. No one was looking after it, so I thought it was waste, so I took it away."

Gu Huai's face darkened, and he suddenly raised his voice: "Why didn't I throw away the waste and put it in my own ward? Taking it without asking is stealing! Don't you understand?!"

The old lady was so frightened that she almost cried, complaining: "Who told you not to close the door yourself? I really thought you didn't need to."

Gu Huai clenched his back teeth tightly.

He really relies on his age and dares to do anything.

He turned around and asked his men to find the man with long hair.

There is an open-air parking lot nearby.

Maybe the man has already driven away.

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Yan Laiyi waited bored in the ward for a full hour before Gu Huai walked in with a sullen face.

However, Gu Huai came back empty-handed with a guilty look on his face.

She understood instantly: "I didn't find it."

Gu Huai frowned. "That old man sold your painting without leaving any contact information. He paid in cash. The surveillance camera at that place was just for show. It didn't record that man."

Guilt covered his handsome brows. "Sorry, Yan Laiyi, I've asked someone to continue looking."

Yiyi was a little disappointed.

What a pity, she draws so well.

She touched the back of his hand soothingly: "It's no big deal, you've worked hard, and my painting isn't worth much anyway, I'll just paint another one for you."

Gu Huai still felt guilty, with a trace of worry between his brows, and did not answer her.

Yan Laiyi said frankly: "The other party bought the painting, probably just to hang it in his home. It's okay, don't feel guilty, it's just a small matter. I can just paint another one. My paintings are not worth much."

She smiled and held up the lisianthus to show him: "Look! Isn't this your favorite lisianthus?! You won't dislike it, will you?"

When Gu Huai heard this, the gloom on his face dissipated a little, and he snatched the flowers from her: "Who said I don't like it?"

He couldn't put it down: "I like it very much."

Yan Laiyi looked at him with a smile, and when he thought that his paintings would never be returned, he sighed softly.

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On the other side, the man handed the painting drawn by Yan Laiyi to his teacher.

The teacher's eyes lit up when he saw it: "The composition, brushwork, and light and shadow are all amazing! But it's completely different from your previous style. Did you draw this?!"

The man smiled cunningly: "Of course I didn't draw it. I found it on the roadside. An old lady thought it was scrap and was going to sell it. What a waste of talent."

He said slyly, "I couldn't find anything similar on Baidu Image Recognition, so I even asked an expert to authenticate it. This painting was only completed a few days ago, and before it could be seen by anyone, it came into my hands!"