Zhan Hanjue and Liu Laohan also met in the collection industry and explained in a low voice: "Then you are lucky today. This painting was bought by my wife's cousin to admire the old lady. It is said to be worth tens of millions."

"Ten millions of paintings?" Liu Lao nodded excitedly: "The authentic works of Morisian's famous paintings are indeed worth this price, and it is worth my personal trip."

While waiting for Mr. Liu just now, Mu Wanwan was trying to wipe off the red wine from the oil painting.

But she tried all kinds of ways and couldn't completely suck it dry, so she had to hand it to Mr. Liu.

Liu Laozai carefully held the painting, carefully spread it on a clean table, touching the surface of the painting almost greedily, then lowered his head to smell the fragrance of the painting, wore reading glasses, and magnifying glasses, and studied it carefully inch by inch.

But the more he looked, the heavier his face became.

Liang Siyun kept asking: "I just said it was genuine, right? Alas, thank you Mr. Liu, please give a conclusion later, so that everyone knows that we Wanwan disdain to buy those fakes!"

A woman is equivalent to a thousand ducks. Mr. Liu was impatient and threw the magnifying glass in his hand onto the oil painting.

"What disdain? Didn't you buy it very happily? This "Happiness" with tens of millions is a fake at all! It's just a matter of grass in your mind. It's better to use this tens of millions to donate to poor children."

It also wastes his old man's feelings.

"What? Is it really a fake?"

"It's impossible. How could Mu Wanwan buy a fake and show her ugly appearance in public? It's not that Mr. Liu and Ning Xi colluded. Just now, Mr. Jue asked his people to pick up Mr. Liu, and maybe he bribed Mr. Liu in the middle of the journey..."

"Liu Laode is highly respected and has been struggling in oil paintings for fifty or sixty years. You can slander others, but you can't damage Liu Lao's reputation for the rest of his life!"

Mu Wanwan's figure shook slightly, and the expression on Liang Siyun's face was completely cracked.

Liang Siyun came over in disbelief; "How could it be a fake? Mr. Liu, have you read it wrong?"

Mu Wanwan also followed: "Mr. Liu, please check again. Is it because red wine affecting the smell? This painting originally had a faint rosin..."

"No need to read it anymore. I have been studying Morisian's works for many years and have not been so easy to fool. This is a fake!" Mr. Liu no longer wanted to mention this painting, and waved his hand in disgust. He didn't even want to look at Mu Wanwan in a direct look. Instead, he looked at Ning Xi seriously: "Miss, how did you know that this painting is a fake?"

On the way Ache picked him up, he had already told him the whole story.

Someone has doubts about the authenticity of this painting and asks him to judge it.

I thought tens of millions of things were real, but I didn’t expect... I couldn’t be fake anymore!

Ning Xi was stared at by the masters of the oil painting industry, so she had to repeat what she had just said and added several common views on distinguishing the authenticity of oil paintings.

While talking, I felt a little embarrassed.

She was reluctant to fool the layman with these words, but in front of the insider, she was showing off her skills.

"The little girl has a meticulous observation and good eyesight. It's really rare. If I hadn't studied the master's works carefully, I might not have given the identification results so quickly."

Ning Xi replied with a deserving smile: "It was also my luck. I heard from other art masters talk about it at that time."

Mr. Liu's arrival has already given the final conclusion—

Mu Wanwan spent tens of millions to buy a fake product and presented it to the old lady as a birthday gift.

The birthday was originally a good luck, which made Mu Wanwan's face turn pale in an instant.

"Ms. Liang, it seems that I am too arrogant to you. When it comes to educating my daughter, you are far behind Ning Kai." Old Mrs. Mu sighed to Liang Siyun with regret, without hiding her disappointment.

Ning Kai also came to attend Mrs. Mu's birthday party today.

He is now the son-in-law of the Mu family. He is so glorious that he is. Every day, countless people want to curry favor with him. Even the suspected murder case four years ago was exposed by Zhan Hanjue.

Although it was just a few words of regret that were not painful, for Mu Wanwan, it made her feel more uncomfortable than slapping her a few times, and he explained: "Grandma, this is...I was careless, and I didn't expect that it was a liar..."

Ning Kai, named by Mrs. Mu, walked out and suggested warmly: "Didn't Wanwan's niece still pack the invoice? You can contact a lawyer to hold the auction house accountable and recover some of the losses."

Mu Wanwan's face turned paler: "I..."

"Wanwan, don't be afraid. Find the receipt and make sure to let the auction house compensate for the losses!" Liang Siyun was extremely angry and squeezed out this sentence from her crown.

Mu Wanwan felt miserable. If the painting was fake, the receipt would probably be fake. She was also blamed for being too anxious to return to China at that time, so she just casually found an "expert" to test.

"Why are you talking? Take it out quickly." Liang Sijun became even more anxious when he saw Mu Wanwan not saying anything.

Because the qi and blood attacked the heart, the old face turned red, and he looked like he would never give up until he asked for a result.

Mu Wanwan was repeatedly questioned by her mother and was speechless for a while. Of course, she couldn't say that she had encountered a professional liar and could not be held accountable at all. She would lose her reputation after she said it.

Anxious, she suddenly had an idea, covered her chest with one hand, her eyes turned black, her eyelids drooped heavily, and suddenly fell into Liang Siyun's arms and fainted...

"Wanwan? Wanwan?" Liang Siyun was frightened and hugged Mu Wanwan and exclaimed in surprise.

The little bit of affection for Mu Wanwan and her daughter immediately disappeared, but the birthday party was so good.

She immediately gave Zhang Liu a wink.

Zhang Liu immediately arranged for the bodyguard to carry Mu Wanwan to the second floor to rest.

As soon as Mu Wanwan disappeared, those negative comments burst out like mountain torrents, one after another, all of which were sarcastic.

"I just said good things for Mu Wanwan, but I didn't expect to buy a fake one!"

"And her mother, she kept silent and said that Miss Xi was using power to suppress others. We were induced by her! In fact, Ning Xi didn't seem to have deliberately poured red wine on oil paintings just now..."

"Yes, I seem to have some impression. A famous lady accidentally fell and hit Ning Xi's elbow..."

"Tsk, it's really a disaster!"

Mu Wanwan was carried to the corner of the stairs on the second floor by the bodyguard and could still hear these sarcastic voices that mocked her. Her body kept trembling, desperately suppressing the surging anger in her heart.

Downstairs, Old Mrs. Mu smiled and pretended that nothing had happened, and continued to introduce Ning Xi to everyone.

The guests praised Mrs. Mu for having a good granddaughter.

Compared to the previous family celebration banquet, it seems that everyone has truly met this daughter of the Mu family tonight. No wonder Mrs. Mu is so partial to her, because she is worth it.

At the same time, everyone was also very curious about what gift would this old lady Mu give her the pearl of her hand?
Chapter completed!