Qi Chen has never met Fang Zuyang, but he knows that this person is Fang Zuyang.

"He is worthy of being the leader of the younger generation in Licheng City."

Looking at Fang Zuyang leaving, Qi Chen admired him, but he did not feel inferior.

…

Mo Yunhao and his party had already greeted Fang Zuyang, complimenting him with happy faces.

Mo Chuanchuan's eyes were almost glued to the other person's body.

The behavior of this family was completely different from when Qi Chen was here.

"Zu Yang, do you like this painting?" Mo Yunhao was overjoyed when he saw that the other party had been looking at Qi Baishi's painting, and he was ready to give in to his liking.

"Brother Zuyang, I bought this painting because of my fancy... If you like it, I will give it to you." Mo Chuanchuan saw Mo Yunhao's eyes and hurriedly showed his attentiveness.

Fang Zuyang smiled and said: "Chuanchuan, you don't have enough experience. The reason why I saw this painting is because it is a fake."

Fake?

Mo Chuanchuan stayed where he was, feeling embarrassed and his face kept twitching.

Then everyone in the Mo family remembered that Qi Chen also said this just now.

Qi Chen said it was a lie, so naturally they didn't believe it, but when Fang Zuyang said it...

"Does that boy really know how to draw?"

"It's blinding!"

Mo Chuanchuan didn’t want to believe it.

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