Jin Luoluo's eyes widened: "How do you know?"

"I am also a man. Don't you understand the psychology of ordinary men? What's more, a person of such noble status as the prince must have something in your hands, so he is willing to go."

This Dongfang Hong is quite smart, but he sticks to his principles too much and refuses to give in even to death.

"Then if you haven't changed your mind, why did you come to me?" Jin Luoluo was surprised. The last time he came to see her was for a painting, and this time.

Speaking of this, Dongfang Hong became serious, with a hint of reproach in his tone: "Miss Luoluo, you said last time that you would give me that copy of "Fishing Alone in the Cold River Snow"." [

"Yes, I gave it to you!"

Dongfang Hong picked up the scroll on the pear blossom table, opened it and unfolded it in front of Jin Luoluo.

"What you gave me was a fake. Isn't your approach going too far?"

"Fake?"

Jin Luoluo jumped over and put her eyes on the painting. She looked back and forth several times with a solemn expression. She dipped her finger in water and touched it on the painting. Then she said with a solemn expression: "I don't know how to read."

Dongfang Hong looked at her gestures and expression just now and thought she was an expert.

She actually couldn't read what she said to him, which almost made her angry to death.

"Miss Luoluo, the real thing was bought by your Jin family. My information is correct. Even if you don't want to give it to me, you shouldn't use the fake to fool me!"

"It's unfair~~ Handsome guy, I really didn't know it was a fake. When my old man saw so many people coming to buy this painting, he simply asked the painter to make a lot of copies and sell them at a low price. When the old man took it back, he also threw away the real thing.

After I went in, I didn’t even know which painting was the real one. I went to the study room and intuitively felt that this painting looked more like the real one, so I brought it over.”

"Do you rely on your intuition to determine what is true and what is false?"

Dongfang Hong just felt powerless. He had seen appraisers use various methods to identify fakes, but he had never heard of them. He could still identify fakes and genuine products by intuition.

Jin Luoluo didn't feel ashamed at all.

"I'm already right with you. At least I'll take a serious look at it. When my old man sells it to others, he just randomly picks out a piece, and he doesn't care whether the copy is good or not."
Chapter completed!