Jiang Wanru was sitting on pins and needles when she saw the crowd making noises. Although she didn't know what gift Chen Ping had prepared, Chen Ping revealed one word: paintings.

Chen Ping is not stupid, so he specially brought over Feng Ruixiang's paintings.

But Jiang Wan doesn't know.

She instinctively thought that Chen Ping just bought a decorative painting.

Moreover, Gao Yang's painting of Tang Bohu's "Spring Mountain Companion" is quite popular and has been praised by a group of people!

Such a treasure, compared with the paintings in Chen Ping's hand, is simply as high as heaven and earth.

Taking it out at this time is simply embarrassing yourself.

"It's just a gift, nothing fancy." Jiang Wan helped Chen Ping speak while giving him a sharp look.

If she makes a fool of herself in front of so many people today, she will definitely hate Chen Ping to death!

In that case, she would not be able to hold her head up in front of Gao Yang.

"Cousin, this is your fault. We can't break my cousin's husband's heart."

Jiang Ling said with a smile, then walked over and snatched Chen Ping's long gift box from under the table.

"Oh, it's also a gift box, it's also a painting, right?" Jiang Ling said in a deliberately long tone, his words full of sarcasm.

Chen Ping didn't know what to say, he just remained silent.

"You didn't buy this gift from some two-yuan supermarket, did you?" Jiangling raised the gift box in his hand and asked sarcastically.

"I got it from the antique market," Chen Ping said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the box looked at Chen Ping strangely.

Antique market?

But this was too shabby, and everyone looked at Chen Ping jokingly.

Jiang Guomin felt slightly relieved, and finally had a slight change in his view of Chen Ping.

This son-in-law knows his own hobbies and is quite good.

But it's only good. Compared with the "Spring Mountain Companion" by Tang Bohu that Gao Yang gave him just now, it's nothing worth mentioning as something found in the antique market.

"Hahaha, you made me laugh so hard. Cousin-in-law, you went to the antique market to buy it? You don't take my uncle seriously, do you?"

Jiang Ling said sarcastically, "I have heard that the things bought in the antique market are all fakes, and many of them are dirty."

Dirty, these two words are heartbreaking.

Jiang Guomin's face fell instantly. He still understood the insider's words.

There are indeed a lot of dirty things in the antique market. If you accidentally find them, it is unlucky.

In this way, Jiang Guomin snorted coldly, and the goodwill he had just aroused disappeared.

Jiang Wan stood up hurriedly and was about to take the gift box back from Jiang Ling and said, "Then don't look at it."

"That won't work. You have to see it. I'm curious about what my cousin-in-law bought."

Jiangling turned sideways, quickly opened the gift box and took out the scroll inside.

painting?

Everyone naturally saw it, and their eyes kept switching between Gao Yang and Chen Ping.

No wonder Chen Ping refused to show it. What other painting could be more precious than "Spring Mountain Companions"?

Jiang Ling looked at the joking expressions on the guys' faces, and then looked at Jiang Wan's gloomy eyes, and felt it was funny, and then unfolded the painting.

Wow!

The scroll scroll rolled down, and a painting appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone stretched their heads to look over, first attracted by the beauty of the painting.

The characters are richly drawn, the colors are full, and the lines are soft. It’s an excellent work!

However, the more I looked at the crowd, the more strange I felt.

"This...isn't this exactly the same as Gao Yang's painting!" A junior in the crowd looked surprised and his eyes widened.

For a moment, everyone realized that the two paintings were exactly the same, and they were also "Spring Mountain Companions"!

With a flick of the brush, everyone's eyes focused on Chen Ping again.

Just kidding.

Can he find "Spring Mountain Companion"?

This looks like a fake!

The moment Gao Yang unfolded the painting, he recognized that the painting was exactly the same as his own. He was stunned at first, but then he smiled coldly.

This is really God helping me, hahahaha!

Chen Ping, Chen Ping, you are finished!

You can't think of giving a fake to my father-in-law as a birthday gift.

Jiang Ling deliberately screamed loudly: "Cousin-in-law, how come your painting is exactly the same as Brother Gao Yang's? It can't be fake."

This is also the first reaction in everyone's mind.

The painting sent by Chen Ping was bought from an antique market, so it must be completely fake!

"How do you know it's fake?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping's calm words sounded in the box.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Ping in disbelief.

Isn't this guy crazy?

Two paintings, one bought by Gao Yang for millions of dollars, and the other bought from an antique market, you can tell at a glance which one is real and which one is fake.

Jiang Wan was also very anxious and kicked Chen Ping under the table to signal him to stop talking nonsense.

I told him when he came here to endure it, but why didn't this guy listen?

It’s really embarrassing!

Jiang Ling immediately laughed and said: "Cousin-in-law, what do you mean, is this painting of yours real? Is the one of brother Gao Yang fake?"

Ridiculous!

"Maybe." Chen Ping continued, not caring at all that Jiang Wan was pinching his flesh under the table.

Ha ha ha ha!

A group of people were laughing and shaking their heads helplessly, belittling Chen Ping even more.

Sitting in the main seat, Jiang Guomin also snorted coldly. He really saw through his son-in-law.

"In that case, why not ask Uncle Jiang and all the uncles and uncles here to give you a hand?" Gao Yang said with great pride in his eyes.

He is very confident.

He bought this painting from a friend for more than two million yuan.

You, Chen Ping, still want to compete with me because of the fake paintings you bought from the antique market for tens of dollars?

dream!

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ling over there couldn't wait to take the painting and walked up to Jiang Guomin and several uncles and uncles who loved collecting, and said, "Uncle, take a look."

Jiang Guomin took it with disgust, glanced at it a few times, and his eyes were shocked!

Several other old friends also took a few glances, then anxiously picked up the magnifying glass and looked at it carefully.

The more they looked, the more surprised they became.

This... this style of painting is definitely Tang Bohu's!

This painting seems to be real.

This is strange. The two paintings are so similar, as if they were copied by a photocopier.

Jiang Guomin and several old friends looked at each other for a few times, then bent down at the desk again and looked carefully, not missing every detail.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw this scene. Could it be that the painting Chen Ping gave away as a waste was real?

Gao Yang was also a little flustered. Looking at Uncle Jiang's appearance, it was as if he had seen the real thing.

It's impossible. I spent two million on it, so there's no way it's fake.

Jiang Wan's heart was in her throat. She glanced at Chen Ping and found that he was sitting silently and calmly, seemingly not worried at all.

"Chen Ping, where did you get this painting? It's a good imitation. It can be mistaken for the real thing." Jiang Guomin narrowed his eyes and said.

"This is a really good imitation. If we hadn't been here, it would have been fake." Several of Jiang Guomin's old friends also followed suit.

To be honest, they were still unsure, but they automatically gravitated towards Gao Yang's painting. Why should someone give it an expensive gift?

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time looked at Chen Ping with even more contempt.
To be continued...