After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 512 Sudden Pain in Her Lower Abdomen

"Do you want to identify it?" Zhao Chumian asked.

It doesn't matter.

She believed that it was impossible for her to keep the counterfeit so well, put it in the company, and keep it carefully.

"No need." Sheng Xifang whispered.

"Brother Sheng, there are a lot of fakes now, let's have a look..." Wan Mei's gentle voice came, "The lights here are dim, you may not be able to see clearly... Is it real or fake?"

"I said no, don't you understand?" Sheng Xifang turned cold.

"It's okay." Zhao Chumian said softly, "If it's true, then...Mr. Mo, you don't have to pay for this fake?"

Just as Mo Yuanhang was about to answer, he paused and looked at Wanmei.

"it is good!"

"Then call someone." Zhao Chumian said lightly.

"What's your name!" Song Qiwang came excitedly, "No one knows my aunt's paintings better than my brother!"

Song Qiwang raised his eyebrows, "Move to a place with good light and have a look!"

"Won't Master Sheng cover up?" Mo Yuanhang said.

"What kind of person do you think I am?" Sheng Xifang's voice was cool.

To question his character.

"No, it's not..."

He dare not.

Suddenly the roof lit up.

A bright light came down.

Chen Mei shrugged lazily, "Is it bright enough?"

Sheng Xifang didn't look at the painting in Nanshan's hand, but stared at the painting that was polluted by red wine.

The two assistants held the painting and placed it in front of him.

Zhao Chumian lazily took a glass of juice and drank it, um...

very sour.

It tastes so weird...

Wan Mei stood opposite her, watching her drink half of the juice, tugging at the hem of her skirt nervously.

half……

Will it work?
Zhao Chumian put down the juice and listened to Sheng Xifang's mouthful of technical terms.

Amazing……

His identification ability can be regarded as an expert.

Mo Yuanhang was taken aback when he heard that, "So, my painting was imitated by someone else two years ago?"

"It's a pity, but it's the truth..." Song Qiwang clicked his tongue twice.

He also once bought a painting of his aunt and wanted to give it to Sheng Xifang.

As a result, as soon as I brought it home, my dad closed it first.

Said it was false.

Sheng Xifang slowly wiped his hands with a wet towel, "It's fake."

But the imitation is very advanced.

Zhao Chumian's words are correct. The painting by Mo Yuanhang and the painting that Wan Mei received in the morning are both made by the same person.

The style is very similar.

He gave away a pair of fakes and was exposed.

He also had no face to let Sheng Xifang pay for it.

It seemed that the relationship between the Sheng Mo family could not be repaired.

Mo Yuanhang left with a cane, without even saying goodbye to Wanmei.

If it wasn't for Grandpa, he would never have appeared in front of her like this.

It must be the elder brother's idea in front of grandpa.

that man...

Recently, my friend went to prison, and I started to make trouble for him.

"Aren't you going to appraise the painting I gave you?" Zhao Chumian raised her eyebrows with a smile, "What if it's fake?"

"Keep the fake ones away, after all, it's...you gave me a birthday present."

It's different from others.

"Then pack up your birthday present, don't tire my brother Nanshan..." Zhao Chumian patted him on the shoulder lightly.

He just raised his hand, and Du Zhao, who was watching the excitement, immediately went up to tidy up.

She was slowly thinking about walking towards the edge of the roof, when suddenly, her wrist was pulled.

She turned her head, "I'll just take a look..."

"Stay away." Sheng Xifang pulled her back into his arms, "Zhao Chumian, recover your memory slowly, don't worry, don't immediately remember what happened here."

If it makes her unhappy, he can accept that she has been losing her memory.

"I think it should be able to recover soon... Otherwise, I won't remember that Auntie's painting is in my hand and is going to be given to you... Zhao Chumian looked up at him.

"Well……"

There was a sudden cramping in her lower abdomen.

She bit her lip and moaned uncomfortably.

Leaning her head into his arms, "Ah..."

(End of this chapter)