In this world, many things can be copied exactly the same using spiritual power, but there are many details that cannot be completely the same.
Counterfeiters are able to sneak into the market by being picky and meticulous, and the quality of the fakes has reached the level of perfection.
Unfortunately, there is still a difference in the game. Everyone has different habits, and the works they create also have a strong personal touch.
Of course she knew Mu Qian's own habits.
Zhong Limo stared at the painting that was hung high. Now every stroke of color on it felt like a mockery of her.
"If the details are still unclear, I suggest you contact Ran Mu's agent and ask if the painting has been sold and to whom?" Mu Qian glanced at Song Renfu in front of him.
Song Renfu, who had been severely slapped in the face, saw her disdain, and his whole face turned gloomy.
When had he ever been so angry? A high-ranking big shot was contaminated by rubbish rotting in the mud.
"You're right. Since you are a child of the Yun family, you have some abilities even if you are not prepared." Mu Qian looked at Zhong Limo, "You are the only female student my grandfather has accepted. How many people outside here can't envy you?"
, but I didn’t expect that no matter how good the resources are on you, it will be nothing more than wasted effort.”
"To put it bluntly, it's your own talent that's not good enough."
Mu Qian's last words completely made Zhong Limo pale.
Xiaoya, who was behind Mu Qian, couldn't help but cover her lips and chuckle. After all, she had followed Yun Yuwei for so many years.
She remembered the eldest lady's evaluation of Zhong Limo, saying that he was indeed motivated by his studies, but the desire for knowledge in his heart was not as great as the desire in his heart.
And rotten wood cannot be carved.
"It's better to go back and study hard. You probably spent a lot of money buying this painting. If you don't hurry up and fill your head, I don't know if the Zhong family can tolerate you continuing to create like this." Mu Qianyu took the picture seriously.
Pat Zhong Limo on the shoulder.
Zhong Limo pulled Mu Qian's hand away, her eyes flushed, showing a pitiful expression, "Qian Qian, I'm already very sad, how can you say that?"
"What if, if I don't expose you, you will send this painting to another place for exhibition? Then it will not only be your face, but also the Yun family's."
Zhong Limo also didn't expect Mu Qian to show no mercy at all and belittle her in front of so many people.
"I think your art exhibition can't be opened any longer, so I'll leave first." Mu Qian then turned around.
Song Renfu raised his hand to block her, "Wait a minute."
Mu Qian raised her eyebrows but said nothing.
"Sir, what do you mean?" Xiaoya stood next to Mu Qian and raised her voice.
"I just want to make friends with Miss Yun Er." Song Renfu stared at Mu Qian and said.
With so many people refuting his face, it is impossible to endure this tone no matter what.
"It's not necessary. You should consider the aftermath." Mu Qian led Xiaoya directly past Song Renfu and walked out.
This attitude really meant that there was no intention of exchanging pleasantries with him at all.
"Whoever said that has never even read a book is really arrogant."
"She is really a child of the Yun family. I have met the eldest daughter of the Yun family several times. She is really arrogant from the bottom of her heart. This second Miss Yun is also doing her part."
Zhong Limo's hand holding the scroll was trembling. This painting cost 100 million to take.
She was so excited just seeing this painting appear in the store. She was so excited that she went into the back alley. More importantly, she made such a big joke in front of so many people.
What will happen to her in the future?
Director Liu stood there awkwardly. Almost as soon as Mu Qian went out, Yun Jingyu received his message and came to the art museum.
As the two passed each other, he walked straight into the hall without any intention of stopping.
Mu Qian stopped curiously and turned around, looking at Yun Jingyu who was hurried away.
The relationship between these two people is really good. Since they are within the scope of Imperial University, many people will definitely inform Yun Jingyu about what happened just now.
Xiaoya saw the way Mu Qian turned around, and she saw clearly that the person who just passed them was Yun Jingyu.
"Second Miss, you have just come back. Relationships need to be cultivated slowly and cannot be rushed."
She was referring to Yun Jingyu's turning a blind eye just now, or maybe because he was worried about her and didn't see her.
Mu Qian looked away and said without caring, "Only those who care will be sad."
She is not the real Mu Qian, so she will not care about her father's poor treatment of her.
She was just curious. She was curious about what kind of existence Mu Qian was in Yun Jingyu's heart.
"Would you like to take a walk around, I'll accompany you." Xiaoya said.
Mu Qian shook her head, "You should go back to Yun's house first. I will go shopping by myself without taking you with me."
After what happened just now, Xiaoya was completely relieved that Mu Qian went out alone.
After separating from Xiaoya, Mu Qian took a taxi to the city center.
After what happened last night, she still had some things that she needed to go to Sunda to confirm.
Xiaoya reported everything that happened in the morning to Yun Yuwei on the phone.
Yun Yuwei just replied "I know."
"Miss, the second gentleman came here just now. Will the second gentleman be angry with the second lady when he goes back?"
Mr. Second didn't even look at them just now.
"Zhong Limo's own skills are not as good as others, so what else can he say?" Yun Yu looked dismissively.
If the second uncle insists on complaining unreasonably about Qian Qian, he won't be able to get through Grandpa's test alone.
Mu Qian lowered her head and walked towards the gate of Imperial University. Her whole mind was still obsessed with the dream she had in the car.
The person in the dream was indeed Yun Yuwei, and the place on fire was indeed the Yun family.
It didn't feel like a dream, it looked like a scene that Mu Qian had actually seen.
She lowered her head and thought. According to the past rebirth routine, all the memories of the original body would be in her mind. There might be some omissions, but they were all unimportant things.
Witnessing Yun Yuwei's self-immolation with her own eyes was no small matter, but the memory flooded into her mind as soon as she was reborn.
But there was no such thing. Instead, it appeared in her dream.
This rebirth is a little different from the past.
If that was the scene Mu Qian had actually seen, it would be Yun Yuwei's future.
But if she remembered correctly, Mu Qian died on the day of Mu Lian's wedding, and Yun Yuwei was still standing beside Mr. Yun for a group photo that day.
So when Mu Qian died, Yun Yuwei was still alive and well.
"This is all weird." Mu Qian raised her hand to her forehead.
A pair of black leather shoes came into view. Mu Qian followed the feet up and saw Ning Jin's soft face.
"How did you come?"
When this man left Yun's house in the morning, he said he was going to the company and asked what he was doing here.
"Someone wants to see you and has arranged for me to come and pick you up." Ning Jin said and extended his hand to her.