Jian Weining was standing very close, watching them living happily. She wished she could disappear on the spot. She subconsciously raised her head to look at Bo Jingzhou, but saw that his eyes were always on Shen Wanci, and the sourness in her heart spread endlessly.

But she quickly suppressed her emotions and interjected with a smile, trying to get Jiang Yazhu's attention, "Auntie, happy birthday, don't dislike it if you're a little careful."

Jiang Yazhu glanced at Jian Weining and nodded politely, "Thank you, I'm interested."

She took it and put it on the table next to her without any intention of opening it. "The dining area is over there. You can take whatever you want to eat. You're welcome."

This means asking her to go away and stop being an eyesore here!

Jian Weining could hear it, but she pretended not to hear it. After all, the gift she had put so much effort into preparing could not just be wasted.

If Jiang Yazhu doesn't bother to open it now, then after the banquet is over, this thing may be thrown somewhere!

"Auntie, why don't you open it and take a look first? I don't know much about this thing. If there is something wrong, I can find someone to correct it in time."

Now that the words have come to this, and there are so many people around watching, if Jiang Yazhu continues to be perfunctory, others will laugh.

While she was dissatisfied with Jian Weining's dislike in her heart, she opened the gift box with a polite smile. There was also a wooden box in the gift box. She took a subtle breath, thinking that if she opened the wooden box and there was another box inside, Then she will kick Jian Weining out!

The wooden box was opened, and inside was a painting.

Jiang Yazhu unfolded the painting with perfunctory movements. She didn't like painting, but when she saw the content of the painting, her eyes clearly had some fluctuations. Not only her, but also Bo Rongxuan raised his eyebrows, "This is what happened before." That ancient painting?"

Jian Weining politely replied: "Yes, Uncle Bo."

Bo Rongxuan nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you for your hard work. Just tell Jing Zhou how much you spent and let him transfer it to you."

"Money is a trivial matter. It's just that it's hard to find a restorer. That person is famous in the circle as a dragon who never sees the end. He takes very few orders, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long to repair it."

"Repairers are capable, and it's normal to have a weird temper. Please take the trouble this time."

Shen Wanci noticed that Jiang Yazhu was still staring at the painting, and from what Bo's father said... the painting should belong to the Bo family, but Jian Weining took it privately to find someone to repair it.

"Mom also likes these things?"

"I don't like it, but Jing Zhou's grandfather likes it. He bought this painting from the auction back then. But then your father and I had a quarrel, and the quarrel was a bit fierce, and the painting was accidentally destroyed, Miss Jian said If I can find someone to help repair it, I'll leave it to her." Jiang Yazhu said, completely unrolling the scroll.

Bao Rongxuan made trouble: "It was more than a bit of a fuss? You almost demolished the old man's study, and it took half a month for the bruises on my legs to disappear."

"Isn't that what you deserve?" Jiang Yazhu said, and suddenly her voice changed: "How much did Miss Jian spend to restore this painting?"

Jian Weining was suddenly called, and saw Jiang Yazhu's expression changed. She was a little confused and called out the number, "What's wrong, Auntie?"

"Then you were deceived. This person is not a master at all."

Shen Wanci frowned on the side, not because of Jiang Yazhu's words, but...

There is a stain in the corner of the painting. Although it is not big, it looks very obvious.

Jian Weining also saw it, and her first reaction was to look at Shen Wanci——

"Isn't Wanwan a powerful person in the industry? How did this happen? Can it be delivered after being repaired like this?"

Shen Wanci frowned, hating the tone of questioning. Shouldn't the person who should question him be himself?The painting that took so long to be restored was finally destroyed again!

"The painting was restored when it was handed over to you, and you confirmed it. Isn't it inappropriate to talk about it now?"

Seeing this, Jiang Yazhu asked in confusion, "What's going on? Wan Ci, did you restore this painting?"

Before Shen Wanci could speak, Jian Weining said first: "Auntie, I found a restorer who is said to be very skilled in the industry. Wanci happened to be her assistant and just helped deliver the paintings." Jian Weining said, With a look of self-blame, "It's my fault that I believed in the rumors too much. I didn't expect that this self-proclaimed restoration master is just a liar who lives up to his reputation!"

Her words seemed to be accusing Wan Wan of being hypocritical, but in fact they also meant Shen Wan Ci. The person who repaired the painting was Wan Wan, but the person who sent the painting was Shen Wan Ci. There was no telling who was at fault.

Shen Wanci was sure that in less than half an hour, the rumor that Mrs. Bo had deliberately framed her husband's ex-girlfriend because of love and hatred would spread throughout the circle.

"Auntie, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'll take this painting back and find someone to restore it."

Shen Wanci definitely couldn't let Jian Weining do this. The people who came today were either rich or noble. Rich people liked to collect cultural relics. Whether it was a real hobby or an arty one, they were all her potential customers.

If this matter spreads out today, it will not only ruin his own reputation, but also save this vest that he has worked hard for many years.

Everyone will think that Wanwan is a liar!

She spoke up to stop Jian Weining: "No need to go to such trouble, it's just a small problem. I've learned a lot from Teacher Wanwan in the past few months. Let me fix it."

Hearing this, Jian Weining frowned, and her tone was a little helpless, as if she was coaxing an unreasonable child: "Wan Ci, I didn't mean what I said just now to you, I just felt that my recovery skills were not good, so I said it so that Everyone, please avoid this. If you learn from her... how much will you learn?"

The implication is, what can a liar teach her?

Jian Weining continued: "If what I just said made you feel uncomfortable, then I apologize to you. Today is my aunt's birthday. With so many people watching, there is really no need to hurt the friendship and ruin this for an insignificant person. A famous painting worth hundreds of millions.”

Shen Wanci didn't want to talk nonsense to her and turned to look at Jiang Yazhu. She was [-]% sure that she could repair the painting, but Jian Weining was right. This painting was worth hundreds of millions. If Jiang Yazhu didn't believe her, then Forget it, after all, the painting belongs to the Bo family.

Jiang Yazhu glanced at Jian Weining and patted Shen Wanci's hand affectionately, "Repair it if you want. You are the mistress of the Bo family. This painting belongs to you. Even if it is repaired, it is not the turn of outsiders to interfere."

And Bo Rongxuan always let his wife do it, and she would just do it if she asked him to. But he still felt a little regretful in his heart. If the old man was still alive and knew that his ancient paintings were repaired out of anger, he might be angry to death again!

The entire hall fell into silence at this moment...

Jian Weining bit her lip and stood aside without saying a word.

Anyone with ears can tell who Jiang Yazhu is talking about when she says 'outsider'.

Shen Wanci ordered people to prepare tools. While waiting, the hustle and bustle in the living room resumed——

"That painting was sold for a sky-high price of [-] million back then, and the price has increased even more in recent years. It is such a pity that it was destroyed like this!"

"What if Mrs. Bo can fix it?"

"Do you really think that repairing cultural relics is so easy? Which of the famous experts in the circle is not young? This thing relies on accumulated skills over time. Look at Mrs. Bo's age. At most, she is just an apprentice, or a liar's apprentice. , Tsk, tsk, ruined..." As he said that, the man began to sigh with regret again, and he could tell that he really liked antiques.

Bo Jingzhou, who had been silent all this time, had already turned gloomy. He grabbed Shen Wanci's hand and took her to the second floor without any explanation in front of everyone...

As soon as she was out of sight of the guests, Shen Wanci took her hand out of the man's palm and said, "If you have something to say, don't touch it."

Bo Jingzhou raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow, looking quite irritated, "Just tell me you feel uncomfortable later, and I'll send you away first."

uncomfortable?Shen Wanci was startled, but he understood instantly, "You don't want me to touch that painting?"

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