"Thank you?" Fu Shiqin was furious.

"Mu Weiwei, you destroyed a famous painting that you bought for tens of millions, and you expect us to thank you? Am I out of my mind, or are you out of your mind?"

She destroyed a painting worth tens of millions of dollars, and then had the audacity to ask them to thank her?

"Of course, there's something wrong with your head." Gu Weiwei glanced at him indifferently.

"you……"

Gu Weiwei looked at the oil painting, which was one of the Rose Garden series by the famous 19th-century European painter Prien. The roses in the painting were beautiful, but unfortunately, because coffee had seeped into the canvas, the whole painting looked dark and had lost its original beauty and artistic conception.

"Spending tens of millions to buy a fake painting, what else is that but being mentally unstable?"

"A fake?!" Fu Shiqin was utterly speechless upon hearing her illogical argument.

"You don't understand painting and haven't studied art, do you know what a real painting is and what a fake painting is?"

Meng Ruya followed up, saying, "This painting was officially auctioned and has been authenticated by experts, so it can't be fake."

She found the painting, and she was the one who took the photos.

Now she's actually saying she spent tens of millions to buy a fake painting; she's even willing to tell such a lie to get away with it.

Fu Hanzheng's expression grew even colder. "If you say it's fake, you'd better have a perfect explanation."

Gu Weiwei looked at him and explained her discovery word by word.

“Prien’s paintings are mostly done with thin washes, which create a transparent or semi-transparent effect. His paintings are full of life and spirit. Although this copy looks very similar, it is not a painting by Prien at all.”

"I've studied painting for so many years, how come I don't see what you're saying?" Meng Ruya asked with a faint smile.

Gu Weiwei smiled and simply said.

"If you still don't believe me, then ask Mr. Ming Zongyuan to appraise it. He is an expert on Priyan's paintings and the president of the Chinese Fine Arts Association. With his expertise, he should be able to tell whether the painting is real or fake."

"Ha, you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

Fu Shiqin sneered; he had never seen such a shameless person.

He had no objection to her moving into the Fu family home.

She usually harasses her brother, and they just ignore it because she's young and doesn't understand. But in this case, she's clearly in the wrong, yet she's still trying to argue her way out of it.

Grandma Fu looked at Fu Hanzheng and said, "Even if we really want to convict her, we have to convince people. Please ask Elder Ming to come over."

Fu Hanzheng dialed his assistant's number and asked someone to go to the Ming family and invite Ming Zongyuan over to authenticate the painting on the spot.

Fu Shiqin snorted coldly, "Fine, then let Elder Ming do the appraisal. Once the results are out, let's see what you have to say."

"If it's true, I'll sell my blood and kidneys to pay you back." Gu Weiwei finished speaking and smiled maliciously. "But what if it's fake?"

“If it’s fake, I’ll call you dad,” Fu Shiqin scoffed.

"Okay, just don't renege on your debt later." Gu Weiwei stood up and said to Old Madam Fu.

"Grandma Fu, I'd like to pack my things first."

Grandma Fu nodded. After what had happened, regardless of whether the painting was genuine or not, Han Zheng would never let her stay here again.

Gu Weiwei went upstairs to pack Mu Weiwei's things. After packing, she sat quietly upstairs, thinking about how she should proceed after leaving this place.

After a while, Fu Shiqin ran upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Mu Weiwei, Mr. Ming has already arrived. It's too late for you to hide now."