The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

"Nonsense!" Wu Shirong was exposed, ashamed, and angrily rebuked with a stern expression. He even raised his hand and pointed at "Luo Shen Fu Tu", "Look at the portraits of the characters and landscapes above. They are lifelike and extremely real. How can it be a fake painting?"

Then he looked at the confused people and said eagerly: "I spent 500 million to buy this from a poor tomb robber. I also asked three experts to authenticate it, and they all said it was genuine. Could it be that the experts were all wrong? Already?"

Looking at Ye Chen, he sneered and mocked, "Experts have estimated that a painting is worth hundreds of millions, how come it is a fake painting when you say it?"

Wu Shirong's eyes flashed coldly, and he said with hatred and excitement: "Ye Chen, you just frame people up when you can't afford it. It's a villain's behavior. Apologize to me, otherwise it won't end!"

Seeing Wu Shirong's anger, Qin Jianfei was both happy and nervous, "Ye Chen, you are such a waste, what the hell do you know? You dare to say that Mr. Wu's gift is a fake painting, are you stupid? What kind of identity is Mr. Wu, how can you give a fake painting?"

Shhh!

Everyone at the scene who had just been shocked by Ye Chen's fake painting booed.

They secretly blamed themselves for being almost deceived by Ye Chen. How could a useless person who knew nothing know about such a top-notch painting?

If you have that kind of appraisal ability, you can go to the antique street and become an appraiser instead of being a dog.

Everyone immediately rallied to attack him, "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense and slander Young Master Wu. You deserve to die!"

"I am the Qin family's dog, and the dog wants to pretend to be a professional appraiser. It's really funny."

"If you have that ability, you can go to the antique street and make a lot of money, and you won't be unable to find a job."

""Luo Shen Fu Tu" is the best of the best. If you want to make a fake, who can make it?"

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Qin Feixue was anxious inside and looked embarrassed. After all, Ye Chen really didn't have this kind of identification ability, otherwise he would have made money just by picking up things in the antique street.

Hope turns into a puff of smoke, and good dreams turn into a white mist.

He glanced at Ye Chen disappointedly, when will he stop being disappointed?

But Ye Chen was very calm. Did he pick something up in the antique street? In the past, it wasn't that I didn't want to go, but that my meridians were sealed and I didn't have the ability. Now that the seal is released, my five senses are different and I can tell at a glance that it's a fake. "Don't Mr. Qin like to collect antiques? He has rich experience, wouldn't it be okay to let him screen them?"

Wu Shirong's heart skipped a beat. Mr. Qin knew how to calligraphy and painting?

He knew best that this painting was not the real "Luo Shen Fu Tu" at all, nor did he spend 500 million to buy it. It was a fake that he bought for 10 yuan...

It was a tenth anniversary celebration of the Qin family. Why should he spend so much money to celebrate?

It's just that this fake is very real. He also asked someone to identify it, and no one has found out that it is a fake painting.

That's why he was so calm.

Thinking that none of the so-called experts could identify it, Mr. Qin definitely couldn't and became much calmer.

"Bring it to me and take a look!" Mr. Qin frowned, and his eyes swept across Ye Chen angrily, obviously dissatisfied with him making trouble like this.

Wu Shirong pretended to be angry and aggrieved, "It's best for Mr. Qin to appraise it himself. We can't let an idiot like Ye Chen frame me and insult my reputation."

"It's you who ruined your reputation by using fake paintings. Who's to blame?"

Ye Chen retorted.

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand?" Qin Jianfei shouted angrily.

Qin Feixue was filled with disappointment and bitterness, and pulled Ye Chen, "Don't be embarrassed!"

She didn't understand antiques, but considering Wu Shirong's identity, she definitely couldn't use fake paintings to lower her worth. What's more, Ye Chen really didn't understand antiques, calligraphy and painting?

Zhao Shuqin glared at Ye Chen fiercely. In her eyes, Wu Shirong was the ideal son-in-law. Ye Chen slapped Wu Shirong in the face to alienate his daughter Qin Feixue from Wu Shirong.

Qin Jianfei took "Luo Shen Fu Tu" from Wu Shirong and presented it to Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin likes to collect, and he has certain skills and abilities. He is even more expert than some so-called experts. He looked at "Luo Shen Fu Tu" carefully.

A few minutes later, Mr. Qin raised his head and glanced at Wu Shirong. A flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

Qin Feixue saw this look and knew that her grandfather was dissatisfied with Wu Shirong. Could it be a fake painting? Then isn't Ye Chen right?

Her pink fists were clenched tightly, full of excitement, eager for grandpa to clear Ye Chen's name.

"This is a real painting, an authentic work by Gu Kaizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty!" Mr. Qin declared with a solemn tone, leaving no room for doubt.

Qin Feixue's face was as pale as paper, and her body was shaking like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Grandpa actually lied to help Wu Shirong?

Mr. Qin ignored Qin Feixue's reaction, glared at Ye Chen and reprimanded: "I don't understand, don't talk nonsense, don't let your ignorance and shallow knowledge be exposed, I will embarrass you."

Qin Jianfei also saw his grandfather's expression just now and knew it was a fake painting.

However, he pretended not to know and looked at Ye Chen with a sneer, "You have slandered Mr. Wu's reputation. Now apologize to Mr. Wu immediately and ask for Mr. Wu's forgiveness, otherwise we will be careful to drive you out of the Qin family!"

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. This was a fake painting. Mr. Qin saw it and told lies?

Wu Shirong also felt the disappointed look in Mr. Qin's eyes. He thought he would reveal it, but he didn't expect it. After a moment of shock, he became very happy and determined that the Qin family would protect his dignity.

After all, the Qin family wanted to help him, and he was the eldest young master of the Wu family, not a door-to-door dog like Ye Chen.

With determination in his heart and pride on his face, he straightened his back and waited for Ye Chen to apologize.

Ye Chen was unwilling to give in and looked at Mr. Qin, "Look carefully, this is a fake painting."

Qin Jianfei was furious, "Shut up! They say it's a real painting, so why are you talking about a fake painting?"

Qin Fangfang sneered, "Ye Chen, you don't want to say that grandpa's eyesight is dim and he can't see accurately, right?"

Qin Jianfei was angry, "Grandpa, Ye Chen is calling you an old fool."

Snapped!

Mr. Qin felt that his dignity was being challenged, and he slammed the table angrily, "Ye Chen, when I say it's a real painting, it's a real painting."

"Apologise to Mr. Wu immediately!" Qin Jianfei ordered again.

Ye Chen: "This is..."

"That's enough Ye Chen! What else do you want to argue with?" Qin Yunfeng interrupted Ye Chen and looked at Qin Yunzong, "Don't you have any tutoring at all?"

Qin Fangfang sneered and spoke like a barrage of words: "Dad, don't be angry. Ye Chen is a waste. This is just to show his presence in front of grandpa."

"If a useless person knocks on the door upside down and doesn't understand anything, let's just treat him like a dog and bark at him. Don't worry about it."

"A stay-at-home husband who knows nothing about calligraphy and painting? A fool who can't even support his own wife."

Wu Shirong is now completely relieved that the Qin family will please him and will not expose him.

He straightened his waist and wanted to humiliate Ye Chen. He raised his hand and said, "Come here and apologize to me right now!"

Qin Feixue felt very aggrieved. Now she was sure that it was a fake painting, but it was useless to say anything because no one believed Ye Chen.

How could Ye Chen, a door-to-door son-in-law, be compared to the status of the Wu family's young master?

The difference in status between heaven and earth destined Ye Chen's truth to be lies.

It's the same as the Pixiu gift given by Liu Jishi just now. Things are not high or low, but people are.

Qin Feixue was also holding her breath, and finally said helplessly: "Ye Chen, please apologize!"

Ye Chen was very calm, his eyes swept over the faces of Wu Shirong and others, with teasing and ridicule in his eyes.

"Ye Chen, if you don't apologize, just bark like a dog twice. Mr. Wu will treat you as if you were barking like a dog just now and forgive you!" Qin Fangfang suggested with a laugh.

Everyone was smiling, waiting for Ye Chen to bark like a dog.

Ah!

Instead, Ye Chen chuckled.

The Pixiu he sent was exactly the same as the one prepared by Liu Jishi. As a result, Liu Jishi was praised to heaven for his unlucky luck.

Now it is obviously a fake painting, but it is said to be a real painting. It is true that the weak will be humiliated by nature.

In the past, Ye Chen could only be patient and accept the reality that being weak is original sin, but now, Ye Chen does not accept it.

scoff!

Ye Chen directly grabbed the painting from Mr. Qin's hand and tore it open in the middle.

"Ye Chen, are you crazy?" Qin Jianfei was frightened by Ye Chen's actions and exclaimed.

"Qin Feixue, you can't afford to lose your fortune!" Qin Fangfang shouted distressedly.

"Qin Yunzong, this precious painting was damaged by Ye Chen, how are you going to compensate? If you can't afford the compensation, then Qin Feixue will compensate Mr. Wu!" Mr. Qin took the opportunity to make an angry decision.

Wu Shirong's expression turned sharp, "Ye Chen, you can't afford to pay for this painting!"

"This fake painting! I can pay for it!" After Ye Chen finished speaking, he took out half of the canvas and showed the fracture to everyone, "Fiber synthetic nylon thread!"

"Gu Kaizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty traveled to modern times?"

Everyone at the scene was quiet.

How is it possible to travel through time?

Qin Jianfei and Qin Fangfang originally wanted to take the opportunity to suppress Ye Chen and help Wu Shirong implement the plan, but they were left speechless.

Ye Chen's slap in the face was too rough and direct!

Nylon thread appeared in Eastern Jin paintings?

Any fool knows it's a fake.

The pride on Wu Shirong's face instantly solidified.

It was almost sudden death!

Mr. Qin's face was as gloomy as water.

"Even if it's a fake painting, it's better than your unlucky Pixiu!" Mr. Qin looked at Ye Chen, "You must apologize! Otherwise, we'll get divorced!"