Su Yuchen watched as more and more people gathered here, and echoed, "Su Jianyue, it's fine if you embarrass yourself at home, but in an occasion like today, you made such a scene, let's see how you end it?"
Wen Jinglan shouted angrily: "Yu Chen, shut up!"
"Mom, what did I say wrong? Since she came back, how many times has she lost people in our family over the years? Have you forgotten?"
Su Yuntian glared fiercely at Su Jianyue, who was sitting aside with a calm look.
He was extremely grateful that no media was invited today. When he thought of so many guests coming today, Su Yuntian's head began to buzz.
Xiao Yuqi just found it funny.
"This lady has never even looked at the painting carefully, but she can say with one accord that it is a fake. I guess this lady's attainments in ancient paintings have reached the pinnacle, unmatched by anyone?"
Before Su Yuntian could figure out how to minimize the impact of this incident, he heard Xiao Yuqi say these words slowly.
Everyone suddenly realized!
Yes, even the most authoritative person in the industry, Mr. Ji, couldn't determine the authenticity of this painting at a glance. How could a little girl who had never even seen it be so sure?
...
...
Su Jianxing’s expression froze.
Su Jianyue chuckled, "Stupid!"
She met Su Yuchen's eyes without any fear, which clearly showed that he wanted to laugh at her.
From the beginning to the end, he was used as a gun by Su Jianxing, but he didn't realize that there was anything wrong.
He got angry when Su Jianyue scolded him.
Does he really have a brain?
"Who are you talking about?"
Su Yuchen was so angry that he wanted to slam the table.
But I held it back.
Su Jianyue shrugged nonchalantly, "I'll blame whoever breaks the defense!"
Su Yuchen was almost furious.
"This gentleman is right, Xingxing, how did you tell at a glance that the painting Yueyue gave you was fake?"
Wen Jinglan's eyes were no longer gentle.
"ah!"
There was an exclamation from the crowd.
"Yes, yes, this is Xiao Yuqi's private seal!"
Su Jianxing was questioned on the spot, and tears gradually filled his eyes.
"I……"
Her mind raced for words.
"I just remembered...before!"
Su Jianxing finally organized his words, and the panic in his eyes was gradually suppressed.
"She gave you a fake bracelet before. I'm just worried that my sister can't tell the difference between the real thing and the fake. If she gives you a fake, won't she be laughed at?"
When Su Yuntian saw Su Jianxing like this, he felt so soft-hearted.
"Jinglan, Xingxing is just thinking things over more carefully. Why do you have to lose your temper with the child?"
Wen Jinglan laughed angrily, "Isn't Yueyue your child?"
"I……"
Su Yuntian blinked innocently.
He also didn't say that Su Jianyue was not his child!
He was just stating the facts. Why did Jinglan act like she had eaten dynamite today?
Something is so wrong!
“And you!”
Wen Jinglan turned to Su Jianxing and said, "I don't care what you are thinking. You are wrong to question your sister without any basis in such an occasion!"
At this time, Wen Jinglan had her back to Su Jianyue.
Old Master Su could no longer hold back and joined the group appreciating the ancient paintings. The voices over there were louder than those here, and he had no idea what was happening over here at this moment.
Wen Jinglan is famous for her good temper.
Over the years, almost no one has seen Wen Jinglan with a dark face and angry look.
This is the first time.
Su Yuntian didn't dare to say anything, for fear that if he spoke again, he would upset his wife.
Su Jianxing was also frightened and subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab Wen Jinglan's hand.
Wen Jinglan did not give her this opportunity.
"Mom, you watched Xingxing grow up. How could she have any bad intentions? Why are you so aggressive?"
Wen Jinglan glanced at her brainless son and felt tired.
For the first time, she realized that Su Jianxing was not a blank slate.
A rotten egg.
Even the shell looks no different from a normal egg.
But, once there is even the slightest crack, there is no way to hide the fact that it is broken.
Wen Jinglan didn't know why, but it seemed like she saw through all of Su Jianxing's disguises in an instant.
Many memories of the past flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.
She suddenly realized that since the first day Yueyue returned home, Su Jianxing had been using this method to make everyone hate Yueyue.
Step by step, until later, Yueyue chose to run away from home and stay away from them completely...
Wen Jinglan covered her mouth in shock, tears dripping down like beads from a broken string.
What has she done over the years?
As a mother, she always favors her daughter who has no blood relationship with her, and helps the culprit in disguise, driving her own biological daughter away bit by bit!
"Wife, why are you crying?"
As soon as Wen Jinglan started crying, Su Yuntian panicked.
He hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and carefully wiped Wen Jinglan's tears.
"You little bastard, look how mad you made your mother, come here and apologize!"
Su Yuchen cried out that he was wronged.
Su Jianyue simply couldn’t understand what was wrong with Wen Jinglan today!
Now, she has no curiosity at all about this family farce.
On the other side, people's research on ancient paintings is in full swing.
Su Jianyue asked quietly, "Do you have any way to prove to them that the painting is real?"
Xiao Yuqi: "..."
Good question, don’t ask it next time!
"Is it true or false? None of you can tell?"
Su Jianyue looked innocent, with her cat eyes wide open.
"Didn't you say that I am the best painter in history, and my paintings are worth a million gold each if they are passed down to future generations?"
Since he is so famous, why can't people who are familiar with the matter tell the real thing from the fake?
Xiao Yuqi frowned.
"Are you deceiving me?"
Su Jianyue pulled his wide sleeves and said, "Speak softly, are you afraid that others can't hear you?"
The tyrant is wronged!
Then, he said leisurely, "Su Jianyue, you are the only one I know in this world!"
Su Jianyue: She suddenly missed the human trafficker who abducted decent women and men. Why did the burden on her shoulders suddenly become heavier?
“This painting!”
Suddenly, an excited male voice rose from the crowd: "Absolutely..."
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