Chapter 34: The ex-girlfriend who hates the poor and loves the rich

Li Changxu's buttocks seemed to have been stung by a wasp, and he stood up suddenly.

Three times and twice, Lin Hao said that he bought a fake painting, how could he not be angry.

"Okay, Lin Hao, if you can't say that you are ugly today, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. Li Changxu laughed angrily.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you today?"

At this moment, Cai Guangjun was extremely embarrassed.

Lin Hao was brought by him, and he had a good impression of Lin Hao, and Li Changxu had been his friend for many years.

Now, Lin Hao insists that the landscape painting that Li Changxu bought for 30 million yuan is a fake painting.

Cai Guangjun really didn't know who to help speak.

"Uncle Cai, don't worry, let's identify this painting together. ā€

Lin Hao walked unhurriedly to the landscape painting.

"You see, although this painting is extremely similar, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, but the paper of this painting obviously has traces of aging, Zhang Daqian is a person in the Republic of China, not long from now, and the paper of this painting is old like paper more than a hundred years ago. Lin Hao pointed to the painting and said slowly.

Actually, there is no need for Lin Hao to continue, Cai Guangjun's reaction has already explained everything.

At this moment, Cai Guangjun was excitedly sticking to the wall, looking at the painting inch by inch.

"Impossible, impossible......"

Cai Guangjun shook his head again and again, and said excitedly: "This, this is not the previous painting, absolutely not!"

"What, Brother Cai, do you mean that this painting is real or fake?" Li Changxu said in surprise.

"That's right, this painting is fake, and besides, this painting is definitely not the one I identified before!" Cai Guangjun said with great certainty.

"Impossible, this painting has always hung here, and it has never been touched!"

Li Changxu was still a little unconvinced, "Brother Cai, take a good look at it, are you wrong?"

"Don't look at it, this painting is definitely fake, although this painting is very similar to copying, but the person who made the fake did not copy Zhang Daqian's charm at all, and as Brother Lin said, the paper of this painting obviously has traces of aging, so this painting must be fake. ā€

The reason why Cai Guangjun didn't see that the painting was fake at first was because a few days ago, he personally appraised Zhang Daqian's painting that Li Changxu bought, and he also watched Li Changxu hang the painting on the central hall.

Therefore, he thought that this painting was still the painting he had originally appraised, and did not look at the painting closely.

On closer inspection, he realized that the painting was not the original.

"What the hell is going on? How can Zhang Daqian's real handiwork suddenly become a fake painting?"

Li Changxu trusted Cai Guangjun very much, and even Cai Guangjun said that if the painting was fake, it must be fake.

However, how did a good real painting become a fake painting?

"Do you still need to ask about this, someone must have stolen the dragon and turned the phoenix!"

Lin Hao sat leisurely at the low table, slowly tasting the good dragon well before the rain, and said lightly.

This tea is so fragrant!

"Stealing dragons and turning phoenixes?"

Li Changxu hurriedly sat down next to Lin Hao and hurriedly asked, "Are you saying that someone stole my painting?"

"Yes, if I'm right, the person who stole the painting is still in this villa. Lin Hao said with a smile.

"How do you know?" Cai Guangjun asked curiously.

And Li Changxu shook his head again and again, "Impossible, impossible, if someone steals the painting, it will be too late to run, how can it be possible to stay in the villa." ā€

"What if someone next to Mr. Li stole the painting?" Lin Hao said lightly.

"Impossible!"

Li Changxu was taken aback, he never thought that someone around him had stolen his paintings.

The villa was the only one where he and his daughter lived, and he had a very good relationship with her, and he believed that his daughter would never steal his paintings.

"You mean I stole my dad's painting!"

A cold voice came from the stairs on the second floor.

Lin Hao turned his head to look, and saw a graceful woman full of temperament, slowly walking down from the upstairs.

She was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and a light blue long skirt on her upper body, looking extremely dignified and generous.

Even the way she walks is extremely elegant and dignified.

"She is the daughter of Mr. Li, Li Xuehe. Cai Guangjun stood up and introduced to Lin Hao.

Lin Hao also stood up and looked at Li Xuehe, who was going downstairs.

"I heard what you just said!"

Li Xuehe had already gone downstairs, walked over, looked at Lin Hao slightly, and asked lightly:

"Why do you say that my dad's painting was stolen by me?"

"Did I say that?" Lin Hao smiled slightly.

"Yes, it wasn't you who said it just now, it was someone next to my dad who stole the painting, my brother and my mother are out of town, there are only me and my dad here, my dad will definitely not steal his own paintings, so according to your meaning, the person who stole the painting must be me. ā€

Li Xuehe said unhurriedly.

Whether she speaks or stands, she maintains a dignified and generous posture, which is pleasing to the eye.

And her body also exudes a faint fragrance, others may not be able to smell it, but Lin Hao, whose sense of smell is different from ordinary people, can smell it.

"Miss Li, I'm afraid you misunderstood what I meant, I said that it was the people around Mr. Li who stole the painting, but he didn't name and say that you stole the painting!" Lin Hao smiled.

"What do you mean......"

Li Xuehe Bingxue was smart, her eyes rolled, and she immediately understood what Lin Hao meant.

"Miss Li is really smart, it's her!" Lin Hao nodded and smiled.

However, Li Xuehe shook her head again and again: "Impossible, it can't be her!"

"Xuehe, what kind of dumb riddle are you guys playing?" asked Li Changxu with a blank expression.

"If it's her, you'll know if it's her!"

Lin Hao smiled quite confidently, and then his body moved.

Before the other three could react, Lin Hao's figure had already disappeared into the hall.

Just when everyone was looking at each other, Lin Hao's figure appeared again.

At the same time, there was an aunt about forty years old in the hall.

"Aunt Liu?"

Li Changxu exclaimed.

"Aunt Liu, why are you hiding outside and eavesdropping?" Lin Hao asked lightly.

"I—I just happened to pass through here, and, I didn't eavesdrop!" Aunt Liu lowered her head and said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"You mean that Aunt Liu stole the painting? No way, it can't be her, we have always been very good to her, and she has always been kind, it can't be that she stole the painting. Li Changxu still didn't believe it.

Aunt Liu is a live-in nanny, who has been a nanny in his family for more than ten years, and he trusts Aunt Liu very much.

"Yes, Aunt Liu, tell me yourself, did you steal the painting? Lin Hao stared at Aunt Liu and said.

"I, I didn't!" Aunt Liu didn't dare to raise her head, the small movements in her hands continued, obviously she was very nervous.

"You don't have to deny it, not only do I know that you stole the painting, but I also know that the painting is still in the villa. ā€

Lin Hao is not shocking.

"Huh?"

Aunt Liu raised her head in shock, her face full of shock.