Chapter 107: This Fake Painting Is Not Bad
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âI wonât say that I know very wellâŠâ
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Luo Wanbai forced a smile and tucked her hair behind her ear to hide her embarrassment.
âWhy donât you let everyone have a look? Everyone here is probably much more knowledgeable than me.â
She was quick-witted and threw the question to everyone.
As she spoke, Luo Wanbai opened the box and planned to take out the painting.
Firstly, she did this to divert Nan Qiaoâs attention, and secondly, she wanted Old Master Cheng to notice her.
If she could marry Cheng Jie, she would be a glorious Mrs. Cheng from now on.
She had put in a lot of effort for Elder Chengâs birthday banquet this time. Since she had not attracted anyoneâs attention just now, she didnât mind doing it again.
Cheng Jie frowned deeply. Seeing this stupid womanâs actions, he knew that whatever was about to happen probably wasnât good, but it was too late to stop her.
Following Luo Wanbaiâs instructions, the two servants pulled open the sides of the painting and revealed the contents.
As the name implies, the 87 Immortals Scroll depicted 87 Immortals who traveled in formation. The scene was grand, and the posture was abundant and beautiful.
Looking at the peopleâs sleeves, clothes, flags, and tassels on them, they seemed to form a harmonious beauty. Everyone exclaimed, and for a moment, no one noticed Elder Chengâs displeasure.
Everyoneâs reaction slightly soothed Luo Wanbaiâs awkwardness. She picked up her confidence and looked at Nan Qiao.
Nan Qiao smiled as she watched the painting slowly unfold.
Luo Wanbai was even more stupid than she had imagined.
âThis painting does look good.â
Nan Qiao frowned in distress. She wrapped one hand around her waist and supported her chin with the other. She looked like she wanted to say something but didnât. She seemed to be stunned by Luo Wanbaiâs actions. Seeing this, Luo Wanbai thought that the other party was secretly angry that she did not decisively take the painting back then. She immediately raised her eyebrows and said kindly to Nan Qiao.
âThe Art Saintâs work is naturally rare. If you have anything to say, why donât you say it now?â
Seeing Nan Qiaoâs defeated expression, Luo Wanbai felt that her 20 million yuan was not in vain. Seeing her current expression, she felt very relieved.
So what if she was the daughter of the Murong family? Didnât the painting still fall into her hands?
Hearing Luo Wanbai say what she wanted, Nan Qiao immediately asked in confusion.
âAlthough I can tell that the painting skills here are not bad, why do I feel that⊠it looks like a fake?â
As soon as she said this, the entire hall fell silent, as if a pin drop could be heard.
Luo Wanbai looked at Nan Qiao in disbelief. She didnât expect her to say such words. She actually wanted to slander her.
âFake?!â
âNow that you mention it, it does seem a littleâŠâ
âNo way. This is Old Master Chengâs birthday banquet. Who would dare to present him with fake goods?â
âThatâs hard to say. 90% of antiques are fake.â
Hearing Nan Qiaoâs words, the crowd instantly exploded.
Luo Wanbaiâs expression was even more ugly. She looked at Nan Qiao with a burning gaze. Her strange persistence seemed to be able to burn through people.
âYou canât spout nonsense in front of everyone.â
With just a few words, she gritted her teeth and forced it out. The smile on her face disappeared and was replaced by a serious attitude.
âIâm not talking nonsense.â
Nan Qiao was still smiling, as if she didnât realize how explosive her words were.
She left her seat and walked towards Luo Wanbaiâs seat. Finally, she stood in front of the painting.
âDaoist Wuâs painting structure is precise and elegant which this painting achieved.â
âBut his paintingsâ compositions are so magnificent that itâs difficult for others to imitate.â Nan Qiao pointed at a corner of the painting. âEven if the 87 immortals are imitated well, itâs difficult to portray everyoneâs essence. This place clearly destroys the overall harmonious beauty.â
Unintentionally, everyone looked in the direction Nan Qiao was pointing.
Previously, they had only seen a rough outline, so no one had realized this. However, with Nan Qiaoâs special reminder, almost everyone saw the flaws of the painting.
âFurthermore, Daoist Wuâs drawing lines are round, strong, and rhythmic. They are bright and full of vitality. However, many of the bends carry a sharp and murderous aura. Itâs obvious that theyâre not his works.
Furthermore, Daoist Wuâs portrayal of the characterâs expression is even more detailed. The solemnity of the Imperial Lord, the might of the Divine General, and the innocence of the golden boy and jade girl are all out of place.
Of the 87 immortals, the six divine generals were supposed to lead the way and there are 24 boys and girls. However, after counting carefully, one girl is missing.
This painting represents the highest level of ink painting in ancient China.
How can there be so many mistakes?â
Nan Qiao pointed out the key point and looked at Luo Wanbai, who was speechless for a moment. She saw the frustration and hatred in the other partyâs eyes.
âLooks like Young Miss Luoâs 20 million yuanâIâm afraid she was deceived thoroughly.â
Luo Wanbaiâs hand, which was under the table, clenched tightly. Her carefully protected nails dug into her flesh, but she didnât notice it.
She must be jealous that Iâm in the limelight, so she deliberately defamed me in front of the Old Master!
Now that the two of them had become the focus of the banquet, Luo Wanbai knew that she could not make a fool of herself. Even if she hated Nan Qiao to the core, she could not do anything now.
She frowned at Nan Qiao, looking confused.
âThis is definitely not a fake.
Young Miss Nan, are you saying this about me because I bought this painting in front of you?â
Luo Wanbai pretended to be in a difficult position. She looked at Nan Qiao, not knowing what to do, as if she had done something wrong and was a little annoyed and sorry.
âAt that time, I was eager to buy it and thought that it would be best to use this painting as a birthday gift for Elder Cheng, so I paid for it. I didnât expect to make Young Miss Nan so unhappy.â
Her words were filled with apology, but in the ears of others, it sounded different.
It sounded like Nan Qiao was making things difficult for her because she didnât get the painting.
âSheâs the daughter of the Murong family. If she takes a fancy to something, why would you get to snatch it?â
Under everyoneâs suspicion, Young Master Qinâs arrogant voice was obvious.
He was right. Nan Qiao was the eldest daughter of the Shcngjing Group, while Luo Wanbai was a daughter of the small Luo family. Their statuses were worlds apart. How could it be Luo Wanbaiâs turn to get what Nan Qiao wanted first? Luo Wanbaiâs smile was a little forced, but she still explained.
âI was just passing by and saw Young Miss Nan bargaining with that person. I really liked it, so I bought it at a high price.â
The daughter of the Murong family was bargaining?
Little did she know that when everyone heard Luo Wanbaiâs explanation, they didnât believe her and immediately sided with Nan Qiao.
With Nan Qiaoâs current status, she could do whatever she wanted with just a word.
As Luo Wanbai spoke, she realized that her words had the opposite effect. Even if she regretted it, it was too late.
âAt that time, I realized that that person was a liar so I wanted to make him suffer.â
Nan Qiao tilted her head and crossed her arms in front of her chest. She looked at Luo Wanbai with an innocent expression which made Luo Wanbai want to hit her.
âI didnât expect Young Miss Luo to come out halfway and buy this painting at twice the offered price.
Itâs just that I didnât know that Young Miss Luo was using it as a birthday gift.
If I had known, I would have definitely informed you that it was a fake.â
There was nothing wrong with what she said.
After all, Nan Qiaoâs goal at that time was not the painting. At a glance, she knew that most of the stuff in the stalls were fakes, so she had only casually asked about one. Who knew that Luo Wanbai would buy the painting like it was a treasure?
âYouâŠâ
Luo Wanbai was furious. Her eyes widened as she looked at Nan Qiao.
If she still couldnât tell that Nan Qiao had done it on purpose, she would be the number one fool in the world!
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