CHAPTER 7 I want a divorce

Fake painting?

Everyone looked at Han Jianfeng in surprise.

”Fuck! ”

”I spent more than 300,000 yuan to get this painting from a prodigal son. ”

”Look at how round the sun is, and look at how blue and deep the sea is. ”

”I I also asked a few experts, including the famous Ghost Eye Master, and they all said it was true. ”

Seeing some relatives questioning him, Han Jianfeng only felt his scalp explode: ”They all said it was worth more than 3 million. ”

”How come here? Is it fake in your mouth? ”

”Ye Fan, I want you to apologize, and apologize immediately. ”

He said sternly: ”Otherwise, its not over. ”

”Thats right, you can eat rice, but you can talk nonsense. ”

Tang Fenghua also looked contemptuous: ” You are a family cook, what kind of calligraphy and painting do you know? ”

The relatives who were still shocked just now realized that they had been fooled by Ye Fan when they heard this sentence.

How could he, a waste raised by the Tang family, understand these profound calligraphy and painting?

Really capable, and you don need to be a door-to-door son-in-law.

”Ye Fan, if you don understand, just shut up and don slander Jianfeng. ”

”Yeah, don look at what you are or pretend to be a professional, can you tell whats good and bad?

” If you can find someone, you
e too embarrassed to say that the calligraphy and painting are fake? ”

”Master Ghost Eye is the first person to appraise treasures. He said it was true, it must be true. ”

Dozens of relatives became restless, He sneered at Ye Fan mercilessly, and his voice was particularly harsh.

Tang Ruoxues pretty face was very embarrassed, and she didn even have the strength to scold.

When will Ye Fan be so useless?

She was exhausted.

Ye Fans face remained calm: ”Dad is a collector of antiques and has screened out digital paintings. ”

”Ill let Dad take a look later, and I won know if its true or false. ”

Han Jianfengs heart trembled slightly, and there was inexplicable hesitation.

In addition to Ye Fans calmness, he also bought this painting for 30,000 instead of 330,000.

Although the other party has repeatedly assured that it is true, he has always felt a little illusory.

Its so easy to get cheap.

A little more uneasy now.

Is there really something wrong with this painting?

”Whats the noise? ”

At this moment, a dignified woman reprimanded from the door:

”Its a good day, whats the noise like a vegetable market? ”

Lin Qiuling walked in with her husband Tang Sanguo.

A woman in her forties, but the years have not left too many marks on her face.

With a beautiful appearance, snow-white skin, and still feminine, if you don tell your age, you can easily be mistaken for someone in your early thirties when you go outside.

It is rumored that Lin Qiuling was also a great beauty in Zhonghai when she was young, and her hands and feet could not be counted.

The appearance of the three sisters Tang Ruoxue was inherited from her.

However, her style is aggressive and domineering, and she is the owner of a large clinic, so she has a strong style both internally and externally.

Even Tang Sanguo obeyed her words.

Therefore, as soon as Lin Qiuling came in, the audience was instantly quiet.

Han Jianfeng pointed to Ye Fan and complained:

”Mom, its not that Im arguing, its that idiot Ye Fan who said that the paintings I bought for you are fake. ”

”Isn this slandering my reputation. ”

He looked aggrieved.

Ye Fan said lightly, ”Its fake. ”

”Shut up, what do you know? ”

Tang Ruoxue angrily tugged at Ye Fans sleeve: ”Don be ashamed, okay? ”

Although she wanted Ye Fan to give it to herself Fighting for face, but as Han Jianfeng said, how could Ye Fan know antique calligraphy and painting?

Lin Qiuling glanced at Ye Fan in disgust, and took Tang Sanguo to the main seat and sat down:

”Bring the painting here. ”

Lin Qiuling pointed her finger at Han Jianfeng: ”Let me and your father have a look. ”

Tang Sanguo likes to collect antiques. Lin Qiuling also learned a little bit.

Han Jianfeng hurriedly handed over ”The Bright Moon on the Sea ”.

Tang Sanguo and Lin Qiuling carefully examined the calligraphy and painting.

Three minutes later, Tang Sanguo whispered in Lin Qiulings ear.

Lin Qiuling raised her head and glanced at Han Jianfeng.

Displeased eyes.

Han Jianfeng has the heart to die. This is obviously a fake calligraphy and painting.

Tang Ruoxue also caught this look, and she was overjoyed. Could it be that Ye Fan is really moving from time to time?

But Lin Qiulings next words directly poured a basin of cold water on Tang Ruoxue.

”This painting and calligraphy is real, a real work by Wu Daozi. ”

Lin Qiuling looked directly at Ye Fan, and asked with a straight face:

”Ye Fan, you have little knowledge and you can accomplish anything, so don point fingers at antiques and make people laugh. ”

”You For slandering your brother-in-laws reputation, bring a cup of tea to him and apologize. ”

”Otherwise, don go back to Tangs house. ”

Ye Fan was stunned. There was obviously something wrong with this calligraphy and painting. With the accomplishments of Tang Sanguo and Lin Qiuling, he could definitely see it.

Han Jianfeng was also stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed, he understood.

”Dad, Mom, take a closer look, this painting is definitely fake… ”

Ye Fan wanted to explain, but Lin Qiuling interrupted sharply:

”What is fake? ”

”You mean, your father and I are getting older. , eyes are not good, you can even tell the true from the false? ”

”I said it is true, and it is true. ”

She ordered: ”Apologize to your brother-in-law immediately. ”

Tang Fenghua arrogantly shouted to Ye Fan:

”Ye Fan, Mom said its true, what nonsense are you talking about. ”

”Mom, don be angry, Ye Fan is a waste, pretending to be an expert in front of you and dad, I don know. The so-called. ”

”Thats right, theres no need to care about someone whos stuck in the door. ”

”Let me just say, what kind of calligraphy and painting does a family cook know? It must be slandering Jianfeng. ”

The relatives sneered at Ye Fan again.

Han Jianfeng was in high spirits: ”Ye Fan, come here and apologize to me. ”

Ye Fan looked at Lin Qiuling sharply, and a hint of jokes suddenly appeared on his face.

Its not that she didn see it, but she just didn want to expose Han Jianfeng.

For her, Ye Fan is a door-to-door son-in-law, while Han Jianfeng is the owner of a construction company and a promising son-in-law.

How could Lin Qiuling hurt Han Jianfengs face because of him.

Tang Ruoxues pretty face was sad: ”Ye Fan, please apologize. ”

Tang Fenghua snorted: ”Don apologize? Do you want to make your parents angry? ”

Ye Fan smiled, smiling brightly, so many people bully him, he is really weak Original sin.

Before it was replaced, Ye Fan would definitely bow his head and slap himself twice to apologize, but he didn want to back down tonight.

Concession will only make the other side gain an inch, and it will also hurt the people around you.

”Zi— ”

Ye Fan took a step forward, raised his finger, and pinched it.

The material of the painting is cloth, this pinching, suddenly added a thread, and then Ye Fan yanked it.

”Crash– ”

The painting known as 3 million was instantly destroyed by Ye Fan, and Tang Ruoxue and the others faces changed dramatically.

Han Jianfeng was furious: ”Ye Fan, what are you doing? ”

Ye Fan ignored everyones eyes, pulled out a thin thread and threw it on the table.

”Nylon thread! ”

”Synthetic fiber! ”

”Born in 1938! ”

”Wu Daozi, who was more than 700 years old, came across and painted? ” The

audience was silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded for a while.

Tang Fenghua also slammed, her mouth opened wide, and her face was unbelievable.

They originally wanted to see Ye Fans jokes, but they were simply and rudely slapped in the face by Ye Fan.

The modern nylon thread, which appeared in paintings seven hundred years ago, is impossible even for a fool.

A sword seals the throat!

Han Jianfengs cheeks were hot and painful.

Lin Qiulings face was also gloomy and ugly.

”Even if this painting is fake, it is a hundred times better than your ginseng fruit. ”

Seeing the relatives despising her husband, Tang Fenghua couldn hold back and took out Ye Fans box.


She poured out the ginseng fruit and slammed it on the table.

”Our fake paintings were deceived, and it would be disrespectful to give it to Dad to celebrate his birthday. ”

”But what about you? ”

”You give Dad a ginseng fruit as a gift, or it is a street stall, and it will eat dead people. ”

Tang Fenghua pointed at Ye Fan He cursed: ”Compared to your gift, we are a hundred times better. ” Han Jianfeng also directly snapped his hat: ”The ginseng

fruit is so ugly, do you want to poison Dad? ”


Tang Ruoxue frowned and pulled Ye Fans sleeves: ”Ye Fan, make amends for Mom. ”

Ye Fan didn apologize, but just pointed at the ginseng fruit: ”Mom and Dad, do you think its street food too? ”

Tang Sanguo stared at him. Suddenly, his eyelids jumped, his eyes showing shock.

He was about to stand up and shout, but was grabbed by Lin Qiuling.

”It looks ugly, the color is red, and the smell is pungent. ”

Lin Qiuling stared at Ye Fan and shouted, ”This is not a street stall? ”

”On the birthday of your father, you gave this to your father. Do you think he has a long life? ”

Lin Qiuling snapped . Rebuked: ”Your brother-in-law is right, no matter how bad the fake painting is, it is better than your vicious heart. ”

She defended Han Jianfeng.

The firepower instantly turned to Ye Fan.

Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan angrily, is this bastard going to make a big deal to make himself even more embarrassed?

”Did you hear that? ”

Han Jianfeng sneered: ”Fool, if you want me to make a fool of yourself, its not yourself who will be embarrassed in the end. ”

Ye Fan looked at Lin Qiuling and Tang Sanguo and asked, ”My present is really garbage? ”

”Its not garbage. ? ”

Tang Fengs pretty face froze: ”In my opinion, garbage is inferior. ”

Ye Fan was disappointed, disappointed with the Tang family, so he didn give face any more.

He picked up the ginseng fruit and smashed it, while nibbling on it, he turned on his mobile phone, and put a piece of news on the screen:

”Today at noon, the annual auction of rare and precious treasures ended successfully in the Fortune Hall of Zhonghai Wuzhou Hotel. ”

A rare ginseng fruit from the Kunlun Mountains sold for a sky-high price. ”

”Ms. Song Hongyan from Wuhu Group acquired it for three million yuan… ”

On the screen, the host was impassioned, not only playing the picture of the auction house, but also showing the ginseng fruit.

Ugly, red, shaped like a dragons head, the same as what Ye Fan ate in his mouth.

Even the box code on the table is exactly the same as on the TV, nine nine eight one…

ginseng fruit?

Kunlun Mountains?

Unseen in a hundred years?

three million?

Everyone was completely stunned,

Lin Qiuling grabbed her clothes tightly.

A strong regret rushed into my mind…

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