Master Huang's words were like dropping a landmine into the room, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
If Shao Yunheng's painting is true, then the one in Mr. Qin's study, wouldn't it be——
This idea was so terrifying that for a moment, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
They may be a little bold to find fault with Shao Yunheng. After all, although the Shao family is powerful, its main power is abroad and there is little interaction.
But the Qin family is in Kyoto, so if you don't look down, you won't see you when you look up.
Second Master Qin didn't react for a long time. He never expected that it would turn into such a direction.
The painting in Shao Yunheng’s hand is actually real!
only--
Second Master Qin frowned, feeling something was wrong.
No, no, shouldn't be.
This painting is obviously a fake. He hired someone to create it and put it into Shao Yunheng's hands with great effort. How could it become real?
Are there two authentic paintings in this world?
Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!
Mr. Qin shook his head and stared at Master Huang, "Mr. Huang, take a closer look. Is this picture really real?"
"What do you mean by this?" Master Huang is also a scholar and a noble person. He is famous in the field of appraisal and is second to none. It is very embarrassing to be questioned like this.
"No, no." Mr. Qin shook his head, "Mr. Huang misunderstood. I don't doubt your level, but -"
Before he could speak, Mr. Qin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke: "This painting is indeed real."
As he said this, he walked up to the painting in person and pointed at a very small ink dot on it that could not be seen without looking carefully.
"I just discovered that this painting is the one I had before. When I was copying it, I accidentally got an ink dot on it." Mr. Qin sighed. He never expected that the painting he sent out would come back again.
At first, Lu Xixin, the girl, fell in love with this painting as soon as she entered the house and asked him for it.
Although Mr. Qin liked Lu Xixin very much, this painting was also his favorite, so he didn't want to give it away, so he thought of a way to embarrass Lu Xixin.
I want this little girl to quit when she is in trouble.
Who knew that this little girl was so powerful? She solved it in three strokes, five divisions and two. Not only did she solve it, she also personally upgraded the network security system of Qin's company.
Now, he owed such a huge favor, and no matter how reluctant he was to part with it, he had to bear the pain of parting with it.
Mr. Qin just figured out that given the relationship between Lin Chaoyang and Lu Xixin, he should have asked for this painting from Lu Xixin, and then Yun Heng gave it to him.
Alas, it's all his fault, he was so stupid that he didn't think of it earlier.
Mr. Qin's explanation made everyone's eyes widen. They didn't expect that it was the same picture.
Mr. Qin's explanation convinced everyone, but Mr. Qin kept frowning.
Something is wrong. The painting in Shao Yunheng's hand was obviously a fake painting sent by him. How could it become the real painting of the old man?
What's going on here?
Second Master Qin couldn't hold back and asked Mr. Qin: "Dad, who did you give this painting to?"
Mr. Qin didn't want to say more, so he just said vaguely: "A little friend."
Mr. Qin nodded and looked at Shao Yunheng again: "Yunheng, where did you get this painting?"
Shao Yunheng turned his chair, crossed his slender legs, and seemed to be in a trance. When he heard Master Qin's question, he suddenly raised his eyes, looked at him with a half-smile in his dark eyes, and asked: "Uncle, you shouldn't ask me,
I should ask you, didn’t you find a way to get this painting into my hands?”