Chapter 1509 Wen Yan and His Wife (44)

The old saying is right. No matter how powerful a woman is, she will become shy and tender when she meets a man she likes.

Chuchu vowed to her a few days ago that love at first sight would never happen to her, but it happened today. There are surprises everywhere in life.

Regardless of whether Tang Yin's painting is real or fake, the specifications of this auction are really high. In the following auctions, the price of antique collections did not exceed the 700 million of "Tiger Roaring Mountain Dwelling", but the highest reached 500 million.

Dongfang Chu and Wen Ruoshui, two antique idiots, dared not bid at will. Instead of buying here, it is better to find acquaintances to help find someone to buy it, at least they can confirm the authenticity.

If a fake is auctioned here, who can you go to for justice!

So much so that a painting of "Autumn Scenery of Streams and Mountains" by Song Huizong Zhao Ji appeared at the auction. They wanted to bid, but they didn't dare to bid, for fear of encountering fakes again.

"He bid." Dongfang Chu pulled Wen Ruoshui and looked at the man sitting in the front row, a little worried: "What if it's a fake? Can you think of a way to remind him?"

"You haven't even met him yet, and you're already feeling sorry for him?" Wen Ruoshui gave her a slap on the finger and teased.

"You just make fun of me." Dongfang Chu pretended to be angry and indignant: "This kind of auction is a waste of time. You say their boss is not afraid of ruining his reputation, how dare he sell fakes?"

"Maybe their boss doesn't know it's fake." Wen Ruoshui felt that such a high-level auction would find the top antique artists in China to give appraisals, and it wouldn't be a deliberate fake.

That painting should be an accident. Except for Huo Ci, no one present recognized it as a fake, and no one knew how he saw it at a glance.

Dongfang Chu was still worried that the painting was fake, and that the man was cheated of money to buy a fake, but she didn't know the man, let alone remind him.

In the end, he watched him bid for "Autumn Scenery in the Stream and Mountains" at a price of 80 million.

Huo Ci glanced at him in confusion. This man is sick. If he wanted to paint, he should have kept it himself. He even bought paintings at his own auction.

Nangong Lengyu didn't know much about antiques and calligraphy and paintings, but seeing that Huo Ci seemed to know a lot, he didn't know whether he really knew or was just pretending to know. He asked him: "Are there no fakes after this?"

Huo Ci nodded: "They are all genuine."

Nangong Lengyu curled his lips and didn't quite believe him: "How do you know that Tang Yin's paintings are fake?"

Huo Ci pointed at his eyes and smiled proudly: "This young man has a fiery eye. If you don't believe it, just wait and see."

How did he know? Of course he had seen it. The originals were with my grandfather. If my grandfather said he was the second collector in China, no one dared to say he was the first.

My grandfather was a low-key person and would not go to others to show off his collection. Few people in China knew what he collected.

He grew up in a pile of antiques since he was a child. He had seen a lot of genuine goods. He could tell what was real and what was fake at a glance.

When the auction ended.

Dongfang Chu and Wen Ruoshui had just stood up when they were stopped by someone.

The man handed them an exquisite long wooden box and said respectfully: "This is a gift from our master to the two young ladies. I hope you like it."

Dongfang Chu had already made a bold guess in his heart. He subconsciously looked at the VIP seat. The man had left without knowing when.

Wen Ruoshui looked at her blankly, as if her soul had been taken away by someone. She looked at the person in front of her and said: "Sorry, we can't accept it."

They couldn't accept anything given by strangers, no matter what it was.

"The master said that meeting is fate, and you two don't have to have any burden." The man looked sincere.

Wen Ruoshui wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted.

"This is someone's intention. Second sister-in-law, you should keep it!" Huo Ci took the long wooden box with interest, opened it and saw that it was indeed "Autumn Scenery of Streams and Mountains".

The man who delivered the painting completed his mission and had retreated. He disappeared in a moment, and Dongfang Chu couldn't find him even if he wanted to.

"Why did he give you the painting?" Nangong Lengyu glared at Huo Ci fiercely, meddling in other people's business, who asked him to accept it: "If that guy has bad intentions, you wait for me."

"What do you mean by bad intentions?" Huo Ci smiled and stretched out his tone, mean: "What else can a man give a woman a gift for? A hero can't resist the temptation of beauty!"

Dongfang Chu's face flushed: "Don't talk nonsense here."

"What else can it be?" Huo Ci knew men very well.

That guy must have fallen in love with one of them, but if he fell in love with the second sister-in-law, he would definitely dig out his eyes and chop off his hands.

"You know him!" Wen Ruoshui looked at Huo Ci and didn't take the painting: "Give it back to him, no matter what the reason is, we can't take it."

"Don't worry, don't you want to bid for it? People deliver it to your door, but you don't want it." Huo Ci saw Dongfang Chu blushing and guessed a little.

It turns out that the guy has taken a fancy to Dongfang Chu, which is also very likely. To be honest, she is also a great beauty, and can be compared with the second sister-in-law.

"If you don't go, we will go by ourselves." Wen Ruoshui actually had other ideas in mind. If they go by themselves, Chuchu will have the opportunity to meet the man: "Give us his contact information."

"I don't have it, I don't know him." Huo Ci was telling the truth.

Nangong Lengyu kicked him on the calf.

"You murdered me!" Huo Ci jumped up in pain, his handsome face twisted exaggeratedly: "I really don't know him."

The eldest brother couldn't find the specific information of that guy, what could he know from just glancing at the information? This pretty boy is getting more and more aggressive, let's see if he doesn't deal with her properly when he gets back.

Nangong Lengyu buttoned his collar, approached him and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "What do you want?"

Huo Ci, this bastard, doesn't show his hand without giving him any benefits, he won't do good things to help others easily, so hateful.

"Scrub the bath, one month." Huo Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned close to her ear and breathed.

Nangong Lengyu's body suddenly stiffened, and she was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Get out!"

Huo Ci walked away, cool and neat, and she didn't know why she reacted so much when she mentioned this. They were all men, so what was wrong with taking a bath and scrubbing the bath together? Maybe she felt that her place was too small, and she was afraid of hurting her self-esteem by comparing with him?

Nangong Lengyu saw that he left as soon as he said he would, and she wanted to kill him, but she couldn't do that, so she had to compromise, ran two steps to catch up with him, grabbed his arm, and squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Wash your feet."