Chapter 462 The Face of the Person in the Painting
After calming down, Mr. Zhang clearly thought the same thing as his wife. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed, but he couldn't back down because he was acting like an elder.
He awkwardly sat down beside his wife, waiting for the person who was to remove the painting.
Fortunately, the person they were waiting for arrived soon.
The person Zhang Fujia called was an antique conservator who had a good relationship with their family. His surname was Chen, and he looked to be about forty or fifty years old. He had slightly gray hair, a kind face, and seemed to be a very amiable person.
Upon learning the purpose of Zhang Fujia's summons, this kind-hearted middle-aged man unusually revealed a look of suspicion and shock.
"Are you sure you want to try to disassemble this painting?"
"Hmm." Zhang Fujia nodded and then cautiously asked, "Uncle Chen, can you tell if there are other paintings hidden inside this painting?"
Master Chen frowned, increasingly convinced that the younger generation of the Zhang family had been deceived: "Forgive my poor eyesight, I really can't tell."
Zhang Fujia's heart began to waver. He knew very well that this matter was caused by him. If there really were no other paintings hidden inside, his father might not be able to do anything to Ye Wanxi and the others, but that didn't mean he couldn't do anything to him.
At that time, I, the source of all evil, will be the first to suffer! QAQ!
Despite his wavering, Zhang Fujia ultimately chose to trust his younger sister and gritted his teeth, saying, "Tear it down!"
Since the owner had spoken, Master Chen couldn't say anything more. He explained to Zhang Fujia and the others beforehand the potential impact of dismantling the painting, and only after confirming the owner's firm stance did he begin.
There aren't many people who would make such an unusual request as the Zhang family. Master Chen was extremely careful with this painting, spending half an hour polishing only a small corner open.
Zhang Fujia was completely absorbed in this painting, which concerned his life and safety, and dared not leave it for even a moment.
On the contrary, Mr. Zhang was heartbroken and decided to avoid seeing it altogether. He went with Mrs. Zhang and Ye Wanxi and the others to the nearby hall to eat, drink, and chat in order to distract themselves.
During that half hour, Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't waste any time. She dutifully explained Ye Wanxi's past achievements to them, leaving Zhang's parents completely dumbfounded.
"Is everything you're saying true?" Zhang's mother was naturally emotional, and upon learning that Ye Wanxi had helped parents who had lost their children find their abducted children, she looked on with admiration.
"Of course it's true. You can still find related reports online. The local police station even posted a message to thank my sister-in-law for her help, and you can still find it online."
Hearing Du Yihuan say this, Zhang's mother was already mostly convinced. While cursing those human traffickers for being heartless and causing people to be ruined and killed for money, she couldn't help but carefully examine Ye Wanxi.
The more I look at her, the more I like her. Not only is she beautiful, but most importantly, she has a good character and such great skills...
"Does Miss Ye have a boyfriend?"
"!!!"
As soon as Zhang's mother said this, alarm bells went off for everyone present. Du Yihuan was the first to want to speak up for Ye Wanxi, but she was stopped by her.
"Yes, I have a boyfriend I'm dating with marriage in mind."
Mrs. Zhang paused for a moment, sighed softly, and muttered, "What a pity."
Zhang Xiaoxiao: "..."
Mom, please stop talking. If Brother Feng finds out about this, he might lose his life again, which he barely managed to save!
Du Yihuan's expression was also somewhat subtle. Although it was gratifying that her sister-in-law was willing to publicly acknowledge her brother's status, what was with this feeling of being unexpectedly fed a mouthful of dog food?
Fortunately, they soon lost interest in discussing these relationship matters.
Not far away, Master Chen continued working, then suddenly seemed to notice something and exclaimed, "Huh?"
Zhang Fujia was standing to the side and was startled when he saw this: "What happened?"
His words immediately drew the attention of Ye Wanxi and the others.
"What happened?"
Master Chen wiped the sweat from his brow and said cautiously, "There does seem to be another painting in here."
Upon hearing this, everyone was in an uproar; what Miss Ye said was actually true.
"only……"
"Only what?"
"However, the person who hid the painting was quite careful. The top layer of paper is the same material as the bottom layer, but the material of the second painting is different from both the top and bottom layers, yet it is hidden in the center. Therefore, this painting actually consists of three layers of paper, but these three layers are stacked together without leaving any trace, and it is not heavy to the touch. If you hadn't asked me to try to separate it, I would never have been able to discover the secret. It is truly a masterpiece."
Zhang Fujia felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to Master Chen's praise; there really was a second painting hidden inside!
Does this mean that what Miss Ye said is likely true, and that his recent nightly erotic fantasies are indeed...?
Zhang Fujia's face turned green, and his parents' expressions were also quite unpleasant. Their previous skepticism had turned into caution, and their gaze towards the painting had changed.
"Old Chen, remove the paintings inside as soon as possible, regardless of the consequences."
Master Chen was unaware of the intricacies involved, but since they had made that request, he simply complied.
Of course, he himself was also quite curious about what kind of amazing painting was hidden in the ancient painting that was so treasured and so carefully hidden.
However, when the second painting was revealed, he was greatly disappointed.
The second painting hidden behind the ancient painting depicts a person, a slender ancient man wearing a blue robe, holding a paper fan, and exuding a free and elegant charm.
The man stood in the bamboo forest, his long fan half-open, with bamboo leaves fluttering down around him, creating a beautiful scene.
Unfortunately, this beautiful painting has a fatal flaw.
The man's face was heavily smeared with bright red cinnabar, making his features completely unrecognizable.
After staring at the crimson spot for a while, everyone felt a wave of malice wash over them, and a chilling coldness shot from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads, pinning them to the spot, unable to move.
"act recklessly."
Ye Wanxi narrowed her eyes slightly and slapped the painting directly in the direction of it.
A shrill scream suddenly rang out from within the painting, and the cinnabar seemed to come alive in an instant, oozing blood.
The people present had finally regained consciousness and were able to move when they saw this scene, which must have been quite a psychological shock.
Fortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Zhang were in good health, and Mr. Chen had a strong mental fortitude; otherwise, they probably would have needed to call an ambulance by now.
“Miss Ye… this… this painting…” Zhang Fujia stared at Ye Wanxi with a pale face, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.
(End of this chapter)
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