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    This painting is a practice work of Bai Li, a famous painting master of the Sui Dynasty. There are three paintings that have been handed down to this day, but the one on the stage is obviously a fake.

    "The next item to be auctioned is our last treasure of the day, which is this painting of Yuebao Cangshan. The painting of Yuebao Cangshan is a masterpiece by Bai Li, a famous painting master in the Sui Dynasty. There are three copies that have been handed down to this day. This painting is one of Bai Li's trainings.  Although the paintings are of the same scene, the characteristics of the three paintings are different. Due to the long dynasty and the degree of good preservation of the paintings, they are valuable."

    ¡°The starting price is 5 million!¡±

    With the host¡¯s introduction, the auction scene also reached a climax.

    The big screen is divided into two sections, one is a detailed video of the painting, and the other is the perspective of the bidders holding placards.

    Lin Qingshuang's eyes have been following the details panel. She has learned about the three authentic paintings in detail, and after judging them, she can be 100% sure.

    This is a fake.

    " Not only Sheng Yixing but also Su Linyun were bidding together. Thinking of the phone call that day, Lin Qingshuang smiled bitterly. She still doesn't know how to face him.

    This fake is not worth collecting. Not to mention the current price tag of 200 million, even the initial starting price of 5 million is considered a loss.

    But most of the people at this auction are business owners, and few people can understand it, and they are still so far away.

    She thought for a moment and sent a text message to Su Linyun, asking him not to take the picture.

    After the text message was sent, she kept staring at the live broadcast page. Finally, Su Linyun lowered her head and glanced at her phone. Sure enough, she stopped bidding.

    Now there are Sheng Yixing and another young master Qian who are chasing the price. She is considering whether to remind Sheng Yixing.

    But will he believe what she says?

    While he was struggling, the host on the screen knocked on the board: "Three hundred million times once, three hundred million times two times, three hundred million times three times!"

    "Congratulations to Mr. Sheng for taking the picture of Yuebao Cangshan Mountain!"

    Lin Qingshuang almost laughed out loud, she was indeed an amateur!

    She stared at the phone screen again to confirm that this man actually took this sky-high price-a fake under the spotlight!

    Sheng Yixing is a fool!

    The bidding is over, and there is no follow-up to the live broadcast. I will tell him when he comes back, and I don¡¯t know if I can withdraw.

    A few hours later, Lin Qingshuang saw Sheng Yixing's car slowly driving into the villa area from the floor-to-ceiling window.

    She put on her shoes and went downstairs, and the man and woman who seemed to be a perfect match during the live broadcast just walked in.

    At this moment, she really wanted to tell them - this painting is a fake, you should return it!

    But they won¡¯t believe it!

    Bai Yueru smiled with happiness on her face. She held the painting in her hand and looked at Sheng Yixing with gratitude, "Brother Yi Xing, I really didn't expect you to give me such an expensive gift."

    "Hmm." Sheng Yixing's face was expressionless, and the three hundred million seemed like an insignificant number.

    After changing his shoes, he saw Lin Qingshuang and frowned slightly, "Where is the soul?"

    Lin Qingshuang thought of the fake photo taken by the man just now, and suppressed laughter. She pursed her lips and pretended to go to the tea room to pour water, "She is learning music theory from the teacher."

    Sheng Yixing behind him glanced at her thoughtfully, walked to the sofa and sat down to work, while Bai Yueru sat quietly next to him, unfolding the picture of Cangshan Mountain to admire.

    "I heard" Lin Qingshuang walked over with water, stood next to Bai Yueru and glanced at the painting.

    "Bai Li's practice painting of Yuebao Cangshan, three of which have been handed down."

    Bai Yueru looked up at her unexpectedly and snorted, "It seems so boring for Miss Lin to talk about things that everyone in the country knows."

    Lin Qingshuang hummed slightly, but stopped talking.

    Seeing that Bai Yueru liked it so much, it was better not to tell her. There was no need to dampen their interest.

    Let her be happy with the fake!

    She was about to leave when Sheng Yixing raised his head from the document and glanced in her direction.

    "If you have something to say, just say it. There's no need to hang around here."

    Lin Qingshuang paused, and the hand holding the cup trembled obviously. She held the cup tightly and said easily, "No, I'm just thirsty. I just poured a glass of water to drink."

    "Ms. Lin, do you want to see this painting?"

    Bai Yueru spoke appropriately. She patted the place next to her as if to show off, and warmly greeted Lin Qingshuang to sit down, "Come, sit here and look more carefully."

    The sofa is big enough. Bai Yueru sits next to Sheng Yixing, with more than half of the seats next to herTo put it bluntly, the child she risked her life to give birth to after ten months of pregnancy was a piece of flesh that fell from her body.

    For five years, at the most desperate time, when she was in the abyss and breathless, Lin Qingshuang still firmly believed that her child was still alive in this world, and she could feel the breath of her child alive every day.

    ¡°If one day, she wants to take her daughter and brother to escape from this depressing and painful prison.

    Sheng Yixing was angry in his heart. He looked at the woman opposite and saw that her eyes had lost the dazzling brilliance of the past and looked a little hollow.

    The once aloof daughter of the Lin family, who was both beautiful and proud, killed his sweetheart and was imprisoned in a mental hospital. He couldn't imagine what he had gone through in the past few years, which had left her covered in scars and lame.  leg.

    He raised his hand. Lin Qingshuang thought that the other party was going to slap her again, so she instinctively closed her eyes and breathed calmly without panic.

    A few minutes later, she opened her eyes, but Sheng Yixing was nowhere to be seen. She was the only one left in the huge living room.

    Back in the room, Lin Qingshuang checked the wound on her left hand. Fortunately, it was not serious and the mucus stopped flowing.

    Suddenly, she looked at a bottle of ointment and a note on the table.

    "Take good care of the wound. I don't want the person I'm taking to get injured." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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