This painting is the practice of Bai Li, a famous painting master of the Sui Dynasty, and there are three of them that have been handed down to this day, but this one on the stage is obviously a fake.

"The next thing to bid for is our last collection today, is this Yuebao Cangshan map, Yuebao Cangshan is the Sui Dynasty famous painting master Bai Li's masterpiece, a total of three, this painting is Bai Li's practice, although it is the same kind of scenery, the characteristics of the three paintings are different, because of the long dynasty, and the degree of preservation of the painting, the value is very high. ”

"The starting price is 5 million!"

With the introduction of the host, the scene of the auction also reached a climax.

The big screen is divided into two sections, one is a detailed video of the painting, and the other is the perspective of the bidders holding up the signs.

Lin Qingshuang's gaze has been moving with the details plate, she has a detailed understanding of the three authentic paintings, and after judgment, she can be 100% sure.

It's a fake.

There were not only Sheng Yixing, but also Su Linyun who were bidding together, thinking of the phone call that day, Lin Qingshuang smiled bitterly, and still didn't know how to face him.

This fake is not worth collecting, not to mention the price of 200 million now, even the initial starting price of 5 million is considered a loss.

But most of the owners of the auction this time are business owners, and few people can understand it, and it is still so far away.

She thought about it for a moment and sent a text message to Su Linyun, asking him not to take this painting.

After the text message was sent, she kept staring at the live broadcast page, and finally, Su Linyun glanced down at her phone, and sure enough, she didn't bid anymore.

Now there are also Sheng Yixing and another young master Qian, who are chasing the price, and she is thinking about whether to remind Sheng Yixing.

But will he believe what she says?

was entangled, and the host on the screen knocked on the board: "300 million 1 time, 300 million 2 times, 300 million 3 times!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Sheng for winning the picture of Yuebao Cangshan!"

Lin Qingshuang almost laughed, sure enough, he was still a layman!

She stared at the phone screen again, and this man actually took a picture of this sky-high fake under the watchful eyes of everyone!

Sheng Yixing is a fool!

The auction is over, and there is no follow-up to the live broadcast, so I'll tell him when he comes back, and I don't know if I can return it.

A few hours later, Lin Qingshuang saw Sheng Yixing's car slowly driving into the villa area in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She put on her shoes and went downstairs, and a man and a woman who were particularly well matched in the live broadcast also happened to walk in.

At this moment, she really wanted to tell them - this painting is a fake, you go and return it!

But they won't believe it!

Bai Yueru's face was full of happiness with a smile, she held the painting in her hand, and looked at Sheng Yixing with gratitude, "Brother Yixing, I really didn't expect you to give me such a valuable gift." ”

"Hmm. Sheng Yixing's face was expressionless, and the 300 million seemed to be an insignificant number.

After changing his shoes, he saw Lin Qingshuang, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "What about the soul?"

Lin Qingshuang remembered the fake that the man had just taken, couldn't help but laugh out loud, pursed her lips and pretended to go to the pantry to pour water, "She's learning music theory with the teacher." ”

Sheng Yixing, who was behind him, glanced at her thoughtfully, walked to the sofa and sat down to work, while Bai Yueru sat quietly next to him, unfolding the picture of Cangshan to admire.

"I heard that ......" Lin Qingshuang walked over with water, stood beside Bai Yueru and glanced at the painting.

"Bai Li's practice painting is the picture of Yuebao Cangshan, and there are three that have been handed down. ”

Bai Yueru looked up at her unexpectedly and snorted lightly, "What the people of the whole country know, Miss Lin will say it again, it seems so boring." ”

Lin Qingshuang hummed softly, and stopped talking.

Seeing that Bai Yueru likes it so much, she still doesn't want to tell her, there is no need to spoil their interest.

Let her go happily with the fake!

She was about to leave when Sheng Yixing looked up from the document and glanced in her direction.

"If you have something to say, you don't have to go around here. ”

Lin Qingshuang was stunned, and the hand holding the cup trembled obviously, holding the cup tightly and speaking easily, "No, I'm just thirsty, just pour a glass of water and drink." ”

"Miss Lin, do you want to see this painting?"

Bai Yueru opened her mouth appropriately, she patted the position beside her as if showing off, and warmly beckoned Lin Qingshuang to sit down, "Come, sit here and watch carefully." ”

The sofa was big enough, Bai Yueru sat close to Sheng Yixing, and most of the place next to it was enough for them to see, Lin Qingshuang walked over with a calm expression and watched it for a while.

Although this painting is finely imitated, it has a fatal flaw.

Bai Li's paintings are the most particular about going with the flow, every grass and tree is painted in the direction of plant growth, this painting is too neat and sleek, and there is no personality at all.

If she hadn't seen the real thing with her own eyes, she wouldn't have seen it.

Bai Yueru was not very interested in the painting, and after looking at it for a while, she lost her patience, she got up and stood still, wanting to put the painting away, but seeing that Lin Qingshuang looked at it carefully, it was difficult to speak.

As soon as the conversation changed, she pointed to the small study room that held the soul, "I'll go and see how the mind is learning." ”

Sheng Yixing replied in a low voice.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Lin Qingshuang realized that she had been watching for too long, and she got up and left, and before she took two steps, the man's cold voice sounded next to her.

"Problematic with the drawing?"

The corners of Lin Qingshuang's mouth hooked up a smile, fleeting, and then organized the wording, walked to the side of the painting, and pointed out the problem to Sheng Yixing.

"Bai Li's works are very individual, and the use of ink is casual, these corners are too detailed, and the style of the poem and his own font are ......"

"That's it!"

Sheng Yixing didn't wait for her to finish, and directly interrupted, "Lin Qingshuang, I know that you used to be a treasure connoisseur, but can you understand Bai Li's paintings?"

Holding back the anger in her heart, she carefully put away the painting, and met the man's gaze, her eyes sincere, "I'm also kind, if you don't believe it, forget it." ”

Sheng Yixing put the document in his hand on the table, leaned back on the sofa, his slender legs folded together, and then the corners of his mouth were hooked with a joke.

"What kind of kindness can a murderer have?"

Lin Qingshuang's heart ached, she glared at Sheng Yixing fiercely, trying her best to lower her voice, "You are a murderer, but how do I think, you are very obsessed with my body!"

"If Mr. Sheng hates me so much, I really hope you can take care of your lower body!"

As soon as the words fell, Sheng Yixing got up directly, grabbed Lin Qingshuang's arm, and exerted his strength with his hands, and his tone was fierce, "What's the matter?"

Of course she wants.

Otherwise, how could he endure his bullying again and again.

Lin Qingshuang looked away, and his wrist broke free from his grip, as if venting his resentment and dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Don't speak?"

Sheng Yixing sneered and shook off her arm, reached out and lifted her chin to take a closer look, "You are still a little useful for this body and this face." ”

"Talk to me tomorrow night about business, serve my people well, and give you a week of freedom. ”

His words were extremely humiliating, and Lin Qingshuang was used to it.

It's not that she hasn't talked about business, and she has no reason to refuse.

A standard professional smile appeared on Lin Qingshuang's face, but in Sheng Yixing's opinion, it was particularly ironic.

"Whoever Mr. Sheng asks me to accompany, I will accompany whomever I want. ”

Bai Yueru saw this scene as soon as she came out of the small study, and subconsciously clenched her fists, Lin Qingshuang, a slut, was seducing Sheng Yixing again.

"Brother Yixing!" she shouted deliberately.

When Bai Yueru walked over, Sheng Yixing had already returned to the sofa and sat down, and she was relieved to see that Lin Qingshuang's face was not good-looking.

"The mind is getting more and more powerful now, and she has answered all the questions asked by the music teacher!"

Bai Yueru said and took one of the man's arms, and her deliberately delicate tone was a little sweet.

Hearing this, Sheng Yixing frowned slightly, picked up the file again, and didn't answer.

He wanted to work, Bai Yueru reluctantly let go of him, and seeing that Lin Qingshuang was still in place, he evoked a gentle smile again, "Miss Lin, can you pour me a glass of water?"

Lin Qingshuang paused, almost unable to believe his ears.

Let her pour water?

Lin Qingshuang turned her head slowly, her eyes fixed on Bai Yueru's face who was smiling gently, and Sheng Yixing, who was always indifferent.

But why should you let the women around you torture me?

Just as she was about to speak, Lin Qingshuang heard Aunt Li's kind voice coming from behind her, "Miss Bai, I have already poured you a cup of hot tea." ”

Aunt Li's hand imperceptibly put on Lin Qingshuang's arm and patted it comfortingly.

Bai Yueru turned around and saw Aunt Li looking at her with a kind smile on her face, holding a cup of steaming green tea in her hand.

"Thank you. ”

She took the cup, thinking that she didn't succeed, so she got angry, and when she was a little careless, the hot tea in the cup spilled on Lin Qingshuang's hand.

The back of Lin Qingshuang's left hand suddenly became red and swollen, and a blister the size of a pigeon's egg scalded.

The intense pain spread quickly, Lin Qingshuang bit her lower lip tightly, she didn't make a sound, and tears rolled in her eyes.

Compared to everything she endured in a mental hospital, this small injury was nothing to her.

When Bai Yue saw this scene, she immediately panicked, although she didn't have a good impression of Lin Qingshuang, she didn't think about deliberately hurting the other party, and her hands trembled in fright.

"Bang dang. ”

The cup slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, shattering her bones.

Sheng Yixing heard the sound, walked over and saw glass slags scattered on the ground, frowned, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were vague, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Yixing, I didn't serve the cup well and accidentally gave it to ......"

Without waiting for Bai Yueru to finish speaking, Sheng Yixing glanced at her coldly.

"Miss Bai, it's not early, you should go back to your room to rest. ”

Lin Qingshuang went to the kitchen to get a broom by herself, and Aunt Li couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the blister on her left hand, "Miss Lin, how did you get this, I'll clean it for you." ”

"Aunt Li, it's okay, it's just a small injury. ”

She smiled, stretched out her uninjured right hand, and picked up the broom that had been placed against the wall.

Aunt Li was very worried when she saw that her injuries were a little serious, but she couldn't help much, and her heart was full of worry.

Then, Lin Qingshuang limped out, she leaned down and carefully swept the glass crumbs on the ground into the dustpan.

Not far away, Sheng Yixing sat on the sofa and watched indifferently as Lin Qingshuang finished everything silently.

He noticed that Lin Qingshuang was holding his left hand behind his back, and something didn't look right.

"What did you hold in your left hand, and what did you do that was unseemly?"

Lin Qingshuang stopped her movements, heh, she dared to treat her as a thief.

In the eyes of the ruthless overlord, how can a murderer who has been locked up in a mental hospital for five years have a little trust and mercy!

She pretended she hadn't heard anything and continued to clean up the remaining glass shards.

Sheng Yixing saw that she didn't pay attention, and a nameless anger instantly ignited from his chest.

He got up from the sofa suddenly, straightened his body, walked quickly in front of Lin Qingshuang with proud long legs, and quickly grabbed her left hand with a big hand, and suddenly pulled it out.

"Ahh

Lin Qingshuang screamed in pain at this time, and the blister on his left hand burst open, dripping out yellow and white mucus, exuding a slightly pungent smell.

Sheng Yixing also saw the injury on her hand, and was instantly stunned, he didn't expect it to be so badly burned.

"What, do you think I'm a thief who came to steal your Sheng family's valuable things?"

Lin Qingshuang withdrew her hand and smiled at him, the mucus dripping down her left hand and falling to the floor, the eye-catching wound made people feel disgusted and want to vomit when they looked at it more.

Sheng Yixing squeezed her chin tightly, and a chill passed under her eyes.

"That's right, otherwise what do you think I should think of you?"

Lin Qingshuang sneered, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes stared directly at his charming handsome face, without the slightest fear, "Yes, I have been with you for five years, how have you ever believed in me!"

Sheng Yixing was a little stunned by the other party's eyes, as if she could see through it at a glance.

He finally let go of his hand, and his demonic and handsome facial features became more three-dimensional under the light, coated with a layer of pale yellow brilliance, and the face that made countless women rush to it back then was still brilliant after five years.

"What, are you out of the picture?"

Lin Qingshuang's eyes sank, she remembered that her five-year marriage with him was just a joke, and now she doesn't love him, and her heart is full of constant hatred.

Falling in love with him was the biggest mistake in her life, and this broken body reminded her all the time that she was wrong back then.

But it doesn't matter, five years have passed, waiting for Sheng Xinxin to donate bone marrow, she will leave here with her brother and go to a place where no one knows them, with her exquisite treasure appreciation skills, there is no problem in supporting herself and her brother.

But what about the soul?

Lin Qingshuang was stunned, and a great sorrow surged into her heart, like something suddenly stuffed in her heart, so stuffy that people couldn't speak, the child born in October was a piece of meat that fell from her.

For five years, when she was in the most desperate time, when she was out of breath in the abyss, Lin Qingshuang still firmly believed that her child was still alive in this world, and she could feel the breath of her child's life every day.

One day, she wants to escape from this oppressive and painful cage with her daughter and brother.

Sheng Yixing was angry in his heart, he looked at the woman opposite, and saw that her eyes had lost their dazzling brilliance in the past, and they looked a little empty.

The daughter of the Lin family, who was once high, was beautiful and proud, and her sweetheart who killed him was imprisoned in a mental hospital, and she couldn't imagine what she had experienced in the past few years, making her scarred and lame.

He raised his hand, Lin Qingshuang thought that the other party was going to slap her again, so she instinctively closed her eyes, and her breath was calm and not flustered.

After a few minutes, she opened her eyes, but Sheng Yixing was nowhere to be seen, and she was the only one left in the huge living room.

Back in the room, Lin Qingshuang checked the wound on her left hand, but fortunately it was not very serious, and the mucus was no longer flowing.

Suddenly, she looked at a bottle of ointment on the table, and a note.

"Take care of the wounds, I don't want the people I bring with me to have wounds. ”