Adjutant Mu smiled bitterly: "I ......"

I can see it, but people don't believe it.

Jun Ruyi stepped forward nervously and hurriedly said, "Master Muyun, tell us the truth, which one is true?" ”

Master Mu Yun did not pursue the daughter of the presidential palace like others, but pointed to Qin Xin's painting and said unceremoniously: "Nonsense, of course it's this." ”

Jun Ruyi's heart beat out of rhythm, and he asked unrelentingly: "You mean, this picture is fake?" ”

The master rolled his eyes: "It's true!" ”

Jun Ruyi can't breathe.

The calligraphy and paintings she photographed for 5 million yuan are now identified as fake by the original author???

And Qin Xin didn't know where to get the tattered words, but it was true?

She was unwilling: "Master, look at how broken that picture is, the sides of the scroll are almost rotten......"

Qin Xin was speechless: "......"

Nonsense, this is the real thing, the original work that she asked the director of the publishing house to rip off from the frame hanging on the wall, of course it is worn.

The counterfeit is glamorous, but no matter how bright it is, it is fake.

Before Qin Xin could say anything, Master Mu Yun snorted first: "Yes, the broken bowls left by the ancestors are all antiques, and the newly bought porcelain bowls of your family are not worth much no matter how complete they are." Don't you understand? ”

Jun Ruyi suffocated.

Isn't this a disguised scolding of her for being a tattered, and Qin Xin for being an ancestor.

It's too much.

This Master Mu Yun is really an unreasonable and pedantic old man.

Although Jun Ruyi was half angry with Master Mu Yun, on the contrary, Mrs. Nalan was so happy that she flew.

She took Qin Xin's hand: "Xinxin, why are you so caring, so good, so generous, the gift you gave me is simply the best in the world!" ”

That happiness was about to escape her translucent skin.

Qin Xin was also very happy, she didn't expect Mrs. Nalan to like Xinghe to such an iron fan, uh, shouldn't she send a few more signed books to Mrs. to express her heart.

On the side, Jun Ruyi saw that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, and Qin Xin's gift had become a hot master's real handiwork, and hers was an impostor.

She could already feel the gaze of the guests around her, mocking and smiling at her.

She can't afford to lose......

You can't afford to lose......

With a dark face and a spin in his head, Jun Ruyi regained his strength: "Mrs. Nalan, I'm sorry, I may have been deceived by someone at the auction." However, giving you the Xinghe book envelope was the first thing I came up with, it was my intention, and Miss Qin was just following the trend. Can the Qin family have the connoisseurship to appreciate this noble calligraphy? Does she know what Gulishu is? ”

She also listened to Nalan Yejue comment on the words of Xinghe, and remembered one of the words he said, Gu Lishu. It's just a matter of learning and selling.

But she was sure that Qin Xin didn't understand.

The Qin family is a small family, at most teaching children to make money and do business, or cultivating a useless parasite like Qin Wenwen, what kind of calligraphy cultivation can they have?

Today, she has to expose Qin Xin's hypocritical mask of vassal elegance.

Mrs. Nalan was not stupid, and immediately tasted the meaning of the words: "You sarcastically mock us for being vassal-minded? ”

Jun Ruyi: "Madam, I'm just telling the truth. ”

Mrs. Nalan pursed her lips and made it clear that she would defend Qin Xin: "I only need Xinxin's filial piety, I don't need her to be perfect and understand everything." ”

Everyone: "......"

This is a short-term protector!

Seeing that Jun Ruyi's little abacus is about to fail.

Nalan Yejue said lightly again: "Do you have the ability to appreciate, do you understand the ancient book, and it is clear at a glance if you write a few words on the spot?" Housekeeper, go to my study to get pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. ”

(End of chapter)