Ding Qian was stunned, almost scared to death by Yang Yuxi's words. What kind of place is this? This is the top private club in Donghai City. How could the calligraphy and paintings here be fake, especially in a place like the living room where people come and go?
, it is even more impossible to hang up a fake. Ding Qian's anxious hands were full of sweat, she secretly tugged on Yang Yuxi's sleeve, lowered her voice and said: "Yuxi, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." After speaking, she squeezed out a smile.
Smiling, she said to everyone, "Yu Xi is joking with everyone."
"Miss Yang is really humorous." Everyone also followed Ding Qian's words and prepared to give Yang Yuxi a step down. "I'm not kidding, this painting is really a fake." Yang Yuxi raised her eyebrows and said. Now Ding Qian was ready to hit the wall.
Why did she still say that when everyone else had already stepped down? There must be something wrong with her head. Thinking of this, she secretly pinched Yang Yuxi, trying to wake her up.
"Why does Miss Yang think this painting is a fake?" Everyone was also curious. "I have seen the real thing." Yang Yuxi said thoughtfully. If she was asked to explain why the painting was a fake, she couldn't tell at all.
, but she firmly believed that the one at Ye Ming's house was genuine, and that was enough.
"Ms. Yang has seen a painting similar to this one?" someone asked. "Yes." Yang Yuxi nodded.
"How is this possible? This painting cannot be fake. It's impossible."
"That's right, this is the top club in Donghai City. How can the calligraphy and paintings here be fakes? This is absolutely impossible."
"Yes, even if we take a step back, even if this calligraphy and painting is really a fake, this painting has been hanging here for several years. How could no one discover it for such a long time? It's impossible."
Everyone was talking a lot, obviously not believing what Yang Yuxi said.
"Ms. Yang, is it possible that the one you saw is a fake?" someone asked. "Maybe!" Yang Yuxi was about to say that what she saw must be true, but when she saw Ding Qian, she teased her again.
She winked again, and then she reacted and changed her words, but even though she said this, the look on her face was very determined.
"Is this strange?" someone muttered. "I wonder where Miss Yang saw similar paintings?" Although Yang Yuxi had changed her mind, no one raised the topic. "At a friend's house." Yang Yuxi hesitated for a moment.
"What do you call Miss Yang's friend?" someone asked, wanting to judge from this. "He is not famous, and no one knows him if I tell him." Yang Yuxi did not say Ye Ming's name, and now she regretted it.
, I regret what I said before. It’s not that I think I said it wrong, but that I shouldn’t have said it.
"You're trying to be mysterious, you said this painting is a fake, and you said you've seen the real thing. Now when I ask you to say where you've seen the real thing, and you're so arrogant, I think someone is just trying to please others."
"Even so, I don't even think about where this place is and how the things here could be fakes."
Some women said sourly. Yang Yuxi's previous theory about red wine had already attracted many people's attention. Now that the rich landscape painting is a fake, it has become the focus of everyone's attention, attracting the attention of most men present, and many women's hearts.
Out of jealousy, seeing that Yang Yuxi refused to say Ye Ming's name, he took the opportunity to make a sarcastic comment.
Everyone started talking in twos and threes. Some said she was trying to please others, while others thought she didn't seem to be doing it without purpose. However, no one thought that the rich landscape painting was a fake.
Yang Yuxi looked indifferent and didn't care. Suddenly her eyes narrowed and she saw a familiar figure disappearing in a flash, and she hurriedly chased after him.
