After a while, two words flashed through my mind.

'Fake.'

If only the habits of looking at the pen tip and painting, even Su almost thought that this was what he drew.

But she still regretfully saw the high imitation at a glance.

The reason is very simple...

She had never painted this painting at all.

She really didn't have the patience to draw a complex structure like this, which had mountains, water and forest huts.

Seeing the grandpas surrounding the painting, Su Ye narrowed his eyes and his face was a little dark.

It’s okay for the others to forget it, but even Mr. Ye was deceived.

But it’s not his fault, the imitation can indeed be fake and real.

There were very few paintings left by himself. Suddenly someone appeared and said that there was an authentic work. Mr. Ye subconsciously hoped that it was real, so he was blinded.

Su Ye was so happy to see Bo Zhan get the painting. In addition, Mr. Ye has been buying this painting for several years, and even if he goes back to find the seller, the seller will not admit it.

Su thought about it, otherwise let’s not talk about it, so that his former good guys would be happy.

But then, Bo Zhan asked: "Who did you collect this painting from? Is he still there?"

Old Ye paused when he heard this, obviously he didn't want to tell him, but he thought that today was his birthday, so he had to say disappointment: "The man has indeed contacted me again recently and said that he had received another original copy of her, but don't snatch me, I plan to give this to you, and I will collect another copy myself..."

Unexpectedly, without waiting for Bo Zhan to speak, Wang Qingshen said directly: "Old Ye, you can't just take this. Hurry up and be lenient and tell us the contact information of that person, let's compete fairly!"

Mr. Ye suddenly regretted giving Bo Zhan this painting today. If he kept it secretly, how could this happen?

After a long period of ideological struggle, I spoke hard: "Okay, then we are still the same rule?"

Wang Qingshen and Bo Zhan looked at each other, and the smell of gunpowder in their eyes: "The old rules, those with higher prices will get it."

"That's right," said Bo Zhan.

Seeing that the grandpas were cheated, Su couldn't help it. After pausing for a few seconds, he still spoke: "I feel... like a fake."

"Fake it?" As soon as these words came out, several people looked at Su Ye together.

Mr. Ye admires Su Ye's painting skills very much, and believes that she is a rare genius in a century.

But Mr. Ye is very confident about identifying whether a painting is the original work of his master, and he is definitely more professional than Su.

No one in this world knows the master's paintings better than him.

However, Mr. Ye knew why Su thought the painting was fake, and he had once been confused.

"As well, your aunt really rarely paints such complex landscape paintings, but this does not mean that she can't paint. I have seen the fine brushwork of this painting, it's true that it is your aunt's original work."

Seeing that he was very sure and had no doubt at all, Su Ye had no choice but to turn the painting to him, examined for a while, and pointed at several of them: "Look at it carefully, and there is still a difference between this and her brushstrokes."

Old Ye smiled with a smile. He didn't believe her words at first, but just gave her face and looked over there.

But when Ye Laozhen looked at the point where she pointed, a few seconds later, his smile froze, he stood up and repeatedly checked from different angles from different angles.

These places...it seems to be really different from the master's style...

Could it be a coincidence?

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Ye carefully checked several other places similar to the pen tip.

This is the way of painting in every place, which is different from that of the master.

Old Beard Ye was so angry that he was so angry.

It's really fake!

Why didn't he notice it before?!

"Is it true?" Wang Qingshen looked disbelief.

Mr. Ye expressed his expression hatefully: "It's indeed fake. Thanks to it, I can see it, otherwise I wouldn't know how many times I would be deceived by this person!"

Bo Zhan stared at Su Ye, and after a few seconds, he spoke in a faint tone: "Yeye, how do you understand your aunt's style so well?"

Even Mr. Ye didn't see it, and he was actually pointed out the flaws.

And he remembered that the Su family did not leave the authentic works of her aunt in their hands?

Su also paused, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Yan Zhengwei also showed a worried look.

Just then, Bo Yunli came out of the kitchen. Yan Zhengwei saw this and quickly changed the topic: "Yunli, is the birthday party coming soon? Don't say, I'm really hungry."

When Bo Yunli saw that the grandfathers with "ulterior motives" were surrounding their wives, he immediately understood what Yan Zhengwei meant.

"Well, come with me to the backyard, and the birthday party will begin soon."

Wang Qingshen was indeed hungry, so he stood up: "I've been hungry for a long time when I walk around."

Mr. Ye was still immersed in the shame of buying fake paintings that he couldn't pull them out, and he was not in the mood to think about anything else.

Seeing that everyone got up and went to the backyard, Bo Zhan was interrupted by them and did not ask again.

But looking at Bo Yunli's back walking in front of her arms, she still felt something was wrong.

I can't make a fuss in my heart.

The group sat down at the dining table, Bo Zhan sat on the main seat, and the others were scattered on both sides.

The servants put up the fragrant dishes, and in a short while, the dishes on the table were filled with various delicacies, which were very rich.

They were very familiar with each other and there were not so many rules. After Bo Yunli started to celebrate her birthday, everyone started to move their chopsticks.

All of us here are big shots from all walks of life and people who have seen the world.

But every time I have the chance to taste the meal made by the fat chef of the Bo family, I can't help but exclaim.

It smells really fragrant.

After drinking and eating, the grandpas started chatting.

No matter what national affairs and current news were discussed at the beginning, the topic would always come back to Su Ye in the end.

Of course, it refers to Su Ye decades ago.

Maybe it was because of drinking wine. As we chatted, the jealousy smell in the grandfathers became stronger and stronger.

It is said that Bai Yueguang used to treat other people as friends, but only to himself.

He was even jealous.

Su was speechless when he looked at the table and was talking nonsense.

And the grandpas never thought that the bragging master would sit in front of them.

When talking about this topic, there is one person who will never lose.

After two glasses of white wine, Zhang Qingfeng sneered softly: "That's all meaningless. Let's discuss it. If she didn't go early, she would choose to be with whom of us in the end?"

Seeing that they hadn't finished chatting, Su Ye turned his face to look at Bo Yunli.

I want him to say something to stop this topic.

Bo Yunli swayed slowly on his fingertips with a red wine glass, and after a few seconds, he opened his mouth.

"Why would you please tell me what she performed when she was alone with you? I'll help you analyze it?"

Su Ye: "???"

What's the meaning??

Not only did they not stop it, but they were jealous with them???

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Chapter completed!