Strong and powerful

"What painting?" Li Tianye asked in confusion.

"This is my mother's posthumous work. The lines and details on it show that this is my mother's authentic work."

Jiang Yan frowned, she really couldn't figure out how this painting got into Jiang Qing's hands.

If Jiang Yan can rest assured in Li Qitao's hands, at least this painting is valuable in Li Qitao's eyes and will be taken care of carefully.

But this painting is in Jiang Qing's hands, if it is not used to threaten Jiang Yan, it is a piece of waste paper, which can be destroyed and discarded at any time.

After hearing Jiang Yan's words, Li Tianye knew how important this painting was to Jiang Yan's heart.

"Call and ask what she wants." Li Tianye said.

After being reminded by Li Tianye, Jiang Yan turned on her mobile phone to find Jiang Qing's number, and played it.

"Hello." Jiang Qing's voice came from the phone.

"Why is that painting in your hand?" Jiang Yan asked.

"You come to me, and I'll tell you." Jiang Qing directly stated her purpose.

"If you don't tell me the source, how will I know the authenticity of this painting?" Jiang Yan asked back.

"It was collected by your mother's former friend Li Qitao." Jiang Qing directly told Jiang Yan the source.

Jiang Yan was very shocked. First, she didn't expect Jiang Qing to tell her where the painting came from so quickly, and second, she didn't expect Jiang Qing to be able to get this painting from Li Qitao.

"Send me the address, and I'll check the authenticity of the painting." Jiang Yan said.

"It will be sent to your phone later."

Jiang Qing hung up the phone.

Li Tianye looked at Jiang Yan worriedly. He heard the conversation between the two of them just now.

"She asked you to go there as soon as she opened her mouth, she must have a more innocent purpose."

Jiang Yan nodded, she agreed with Li Tianye's thoughts.

"But I want to take a look. After all, the painting is really in her hands. If I don't go, I won't have a chance at all."

Li Tianye looked at Jiang Yan silently. Although he was worried about Jiang Yan, he understood Jiang Yan better.

"She didn't say to let you go there alone, I will bring people around to meet you." Li Tianye said.

Jiang Yan didn't expect that Li Tianye didn't speak to dissuade her. Knowing that Li Tianye said that because he knew her well, she was very moved.

The place where Jiang Qing met Jiang Yan was in a small suburban village surrounded by rice fields. Jiang Qing lived in a three-story wooden building, which was far away from other houses.

The three-story wooden house is very delicately built. It looks like the handwriting of an artist who loves rural life. There are many trees around the house.

Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes as she watched the sun shine on the brown wooden boards.

After saying goodbye to Li Tianye, Jiang Yan walked into the building alone. This house occupies a large area, the structure inside is very complicated, and there are fabric decorations everywhere.

Jiang Yan went around and found the room where Jiang Qing was on the third floor.

Shen Man's self-portrait was placed beside Jiang Qing. Jiang Qing was looking at the painting carefully with her back turned to Jiang Yan. If Jiang Yan didn't know her well, she really thought she could understand the painting.

"I'm here." Jiang Yan said.

Jiang Qing turned around and looked at Jiang Yan. These days, because of Jiang Yan's reward, Jiang Qing was worried day and night, and never had a good night's sleep.

"You are finally here." Jiang Qing said, "You know painting, you should be able to tell the authenticity of this painting at a glance."

Jiang Yan glanced at the painting beside Jiang Qing.

"We have to take a closer look."

Jiang Qing made a gesture of invitation, motioning Jiang Yan to take a closer look.

Jiang Yan moved closer to the painting, and finally looked at Shen Man's complete work. The gentle and tranquil aura of Shen Man rushed to her face, as if the whole person stood in front of her.

Jiang Yan's eyes were moist, and she suddenly understood why Shen Yi hadn't been in contact with Jiang Hecheng for more than ten years because of this painting.

Jiang Yan looked at each line carefully, and suddenly a gust of wind flashed in front of her, and Jiang Yan instinctively stretched out her hand to block it.

The sharp dagger in Jiang Qing's hand cut a wound on Jiang Yan's arm.

Jiang Yan stretched out her hand to cover the wound on her arm, and blood quickly overflowed from her fingers.

"It appears that the painting is real."

Jiang Qing put away the dagger in her hand.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Yan stared at Jiang Qing.

"I want you to withdraw the reward you issued." Jiang Qing said.

"Yes." Jiang Yan answered simply.

"I didn't expect you to fall into my hands one day." Jiang Qing's tone was a little smug.

"You have always had the upper hand in the struggle for such a long time. I didn't expect that just because of a broken painting, you could be so obedient."

Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Qing: "If you are an adopted daughter of the Jiang family, you can have a good life. Why are you thinking about me?"

Jiang Yan really couldn't figure it out, if other people had Jiang Qing's luck, they would wake up laughing in their dreams, and they would not even think about murdering others.

"You still don't understand how much you hate yourself."

Jiang Qing fiddled with the lighter in her hand as she spoke.

It was only then that Jiang Yan noticed that Jiang Qing's entire room was filled with flammable materials, and as long as Jiang Qing shook her hand, the fire would instantly engulf the entire room.

"what are you going to do?"

Jiang Yan didn't believe that Jiang Qing was willing to die like this, since she already had a bargaining chip to threaten Jiang Yan.

"Don't move around, or I will order this painting now."

Jiang Qing held up the lighter in her hand.

"You step back!"

Jiang Yan had no choice but to back away continuously. When she was about to retreat to the door of the room, Jiang Qing told Jiang Yan to stop.

Jiang Yan watched as Jiang Qing put one of those paintings into an iron box and locked it.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Do nothing!"

"Don't mess around, you already know my weakness now, what else can't you think about?"

Jiang Yan looked nervous because Jiang Qing lit the lighter in her hand.

"Is there anything I can't think about?" Jiang Qing snorted coldly.

"You are really more naive than me. How can I turn around with just this one painting." Jiang Qing said with a big laugh.

"As for that mad dog Li Yun, I hurt his little lover, he wished he could kill me alive, how could he let me go." Jiang Qing continued.

"If I give up this opportunity, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to die with you again in the future."

"I don't have any future anyway, so why don't you pull me on my back."

Jiang Qing smiled ferociously. She took a lighter and lit the gauze curtain beside it. The flame enlarged instantly, engulfing the entire curtain and igniting two fabric ornaments beside it.

Jiang Yan wasn't in the mood to take care of Jiang Qing any more. It was important to save the painting. Jiang Yan ran towards the iron box, but the iron box was tightly chained to the table.

Just after Jiang Yan checked the iron box for a while, the fire had spread throughout the room.