Fakes?

The authentic calligraphy of Wang Xizhi given by Xu Tianyang was actually a fake product! When he suddenly heard this, everyone was shocked and felt unbelievable.

For a moment, everyone looked at Xu Tianyang in surprise.

If the original painting of Wang Xizhi he sent was really a fake, it would be a big joke.

Xu Tianyang was not panicked at all, and a steady batch was sneered and said, "Third brother, this food can be eaten randomly, and you can't talk nonsense."

"I'm not crazy, dad is a good player. Do I dare to fool him with a fake product today?

I think you are jealous of your birthday gift that is not as good as me, so you are slandering here."

He seemed confident because he was very sure that the calligraphy was the original work of Wang Xizhi, so how could it be a fake?

Everyone was thinking when they heard this.

Yes, Xu Tianhao has been collecting Qinling antiques for many years, and Xu Tianyang cannot be unclear about this, so how could he use fakes as a birthday gift?

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes when they looked at Xu Shaochuan became suspicious again.

Xu Tianhao obviously believed Xu Tianyang, his face looked very ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Shaochuan, don't mess around!"

"Dad, he is not a fool. He is disregarding our Xu family for his own selfish desires. Third brother, third brother, you really disappoint me!"

Xu Tianyang scolded Xu Shaochuan with a heartbroken look, but he felt gloating.

Idiot, it’s enough to be mocked by me for a few words.

But I actually said that I was giving a fake product. Isn’t this a face brought up for me to beat me?

If I don't slap you a few more times, I'm embarrassed.

"Xu Shaochuan, you are so disrespectful. In public, you are slandering people because of jealousy. This is outrageous!"

"Yes, Xu Shaochuan, you have lost all the faces of our Xu family!"

A group of uncles and elders of the Xu family all spoke out to educate Xu Shaochuan, and their faces looked very ugly.

An illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, with a narrow mind and a small structure. How can such a person be worthy of being the heir to the Xu family?

Facing these middle-aged and elderly trolls, Xu Shaochuan remained calm and looked at Xu Tianhao and said, "Dad, you are also an old player in the antique industry. Is it true or false? Just take a closer look."

"Yes, Dad, take a closer look. The child is unwilling to bear this unjust injustice."

Xu Tianyang was even more excited than Xu Shaochuan and asked Xu Tianhao to make an appraisal on the spot.

Xu Tianhao began to carefully observe the letter scroll in his hand. The more he looked, the ugly his face became. In the end, it was already so gloomy that it could drip out of water.

At the beginning, because he was too happy and the gift was his own son, he did not doubt the truth or falsehood.

But now when I looked carefully, I really asked him to find a few things that were wrong. This was obviously a fake.

On his 60th birthday, his own son gave him a fake gift as a birthday gift, which almost made him angry.

After a while, Xu Tianhao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The thing is real, it is indeed the original work of the Saint of Calligraphy. Shaochuan, why don't you apologize to your second brother?"

Although he knew it was a fake, he could only say it was a genuine product on this occasion, otherwise Xu Tianyang would be embarrassed.

Therefore, I can only feel aggrieved by Xu Shaochuan.

Xu Shaochuan's face changed and he looked at Xu Tianhao in disbelief.

He knew very well that the one was definitely a fake, because the original was in his own hands.

Unexpectedly, Xu Tianhao actually said lies in his empty words to protect Xu Tianyang, which made Xu Shaochuan angry.

"Hahahahaha..." Xu Tianyang couldn't help laughing, looking at Xu Shaochuan and said arrogantly: "Third brother, have you heard that even my father said it was genuine. You are not giving up now and want to continue to frame me?"

The other people looked at Xu Shaochuan with mockery, thinking that Xu Shaochuan was surprisingly stupid, and actually made such a flawed act of slander for the sake of a struggle for intention.

"Father, isn't it a fake?"

Xu Shaochuan stared at Xu Tianhao and said almost word by word.

Xu Tianhao couldn't bear it, but he still said with a tough attitude: "It's not a fake, it's indeed the original work of the Saint of Calligraphy. I'll apologize to your second brother."

"Hahahaha, okay, what a genuine work of a saint of calligraphy!"

Xu Shaochuan was angry and laughed. Sure enough, why should he have a fantasy about a guy who can abandon his wife and children for the sake of his future?

Xu Tianyang sneered: "Why, third brother, you are not convinced. Do you still doubt your father's vision?"

Looking at Xu Shaochuan's angry eyes, he felt his heart full of joy.

"What's wrong? Didn't you come to have a birthday party? Why are you all standing there? You can't be waiting to welcome the old man, me."

At this moment, a sound full of energy came into everyone's ears.

Everyone subconsciously turned around and saw Song Yuanwen walking in with Song Zixin.

Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, on Xu Tianhao's 60th birthday, Song Yuanwen actually brought his eldest granddaughter to him.

When did the Xu family have such great face?

Xu Tianhao was even more surprised and happy. He quickly put down the scroll of the handwriting in his hand and walked forward to greet him: "Old Song, I didn't expect you to be personally, which really made the younger generation panic."

"It has nothing to do with you, I came for Shaochuan's face."

Song Yuanwen looked at Xu Shaochuan and said.

The smile on Xu Tianhao's face froze and he looked at Xu Shaochuan incredibly.

The others also looked like they had seen ghosts.

As everyone was stunned, Song Yuanwen walked to Xu Shaochuan and cursed with a smile: "Boy, why are you standing there? You're so stupid. Why don't you arrange a seat for me quickly."

Everyone had different expressions, and their eyes were full of envy when they looked at Xu Shaochuan.

How could Xu Shaochuan be valued by Mr. Song? Why can't this person be them?

Xu Tianyang was even more jealous and suddenly felt the little pleasure in his heart disappearing without a trace.

Xu Tiancheng was thinking, as if he had thought of something.

"Old Song, you have to help me. Please help me identify the authenticity of a decorator."

Xu Shaochuan looked at Song Yuanwen and said, "At present, there is no need for him to give Xu Tianhao a face."

Xu Tianhao's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he almost blurted out: "No..." After all, he knew very well that the calligraphy was a fake. With Song Yuanwen's eyesight, he would definitely see where his face was then?

However, it was too late. As soon as he said two words, Xu Shaochuan had already stepped forward and picked up the "author of calligraphy" and handed it to Song Yuanwen.

Seeing this, Xu Tianyang's eyes lit up. He felt that his chance had come. He stepped forward and said, "Old Song, this calligraphy is related to the innocence of the boy. I hope you can take a closer look. My father said it was the authentic one, but my third brother didn't believe it. He had to wrongly accuse me of giving him a fake one to his father."

He was gloating in his heart, believing that after Song Yuanwen identified this as the authentic product, he would definitely feel disgusted with Xu Shaochuan's character.

He couldn't help but want to laugh. It was God who was helping him. Who made Xu Shaochuan so stupid?
Chapter completed!