On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Chuntao and Ginkgo saw that they were so embarrassed about wearing shoes, so they hurriedly hid in the kitchen, for fear of disturbing the young couple's good time.

"It's okay, I'll just come. Just sit still and don't move."

Jiang Liu still didn't let Hua Sheng get up and helped her put on the new shoes.

Not to mention, the size is just right. After Hua Sheng puts it on, she has a girlish aura.

"Do you have a dress that can match these shoes?" Jiang Liu asked her.

"Yes." Hua Sheng has a lot of clothes, and most of them are made by buying high-end fabrics, drawing pictures, and finding people to make them by hand.

"Then change quickly and accompany me to the auction site later."

Hua Sheng originally felt quite embarrassed. After hearing this, she realized that he wanted to accompany her to the occasion. After thinking about it, all the joy just now disappeared. Hua Sheng finally wore an apricot dress. A colorful fishtail skirt with a tasseled shawl on top, which matches the shoes very well. Her hair was simply braided into a short section with Ginkgo, and the rest was tied up. She was properly dressed like a young lady from a wealthy family, and she looked very noble.

When Jiang Liu and Hua Sheng entered the venue, the auction had already begun, and they sat directly in the first row.

After arriving, I discovered that this was a charity auction organized by a local wealthy man named Wu Jun. He claimed that all the money raised was donated to the Red Cross.

So that night, many business celebrities from all walks of life came, but Xie Dongyang was not seen.

Wang Junxian also came, but he and the Wang family were sitting on the other side. Hua Sheng took a special look and saw no sign of Hua Zhi.

Jiang Liu and Hua Sheng looked at three or four auction items in a row, all of which were sold for one million yuan.

"A Sheng, tell me what you like, and I will take a picture of it for you, and then the money will be donated to the Red Cross in your name, which can be regarded as a good deed." Jiang Liu stretched out his hand to hold Hua Sheng tightly.

"I do not want."

"What? Don't like it?"

"It's not a question of whether you like it or not, but... none of the ones currently being auctioned are genuine."

Jiang Liu was slightly shocked. Although he knew a little about antiques, he didn't find any clues. However, it was not his fault. There was still a distance between the first row and the stage. Without careful observation, it would be difficult to find out the authenticity of this antique. Fake, but Jiang Liu knows that Hua Sheng is very knowledgeable about these things. After all, many of the ornaments in Shili Spring Breeze are Hua Sheng's own collection. Those things cannot be said to be rare, but they are indeed good things. Now Hua Sheng is so Once you say it, then it is most likely true.

"A Sheng, are you sure?"

"I'm sure the organizer is a big liar. He can deceive these brainless rich people." Hua Sheng sneered.

Jiang Liu touched the tip of his nose and felt quite embarrassed, because he brought Hua Sheng here just to buy one for her.

But now that I heard it was fake, why would I buy it?

At this time, the host introduced the next collection, which was a landscape painting.

The organizer Wu Jun took the microphone and introduced, "I bought this landscape painting by Master Feng Qinghong from a partner in Italy five years ago. I loved it when I saw it. Although Master Feng was a painter from the Republic of China, However, the output of his paintings is very small, and their survival is not high. Especially this landscape painting, which he is best at, is particularly precious. I don’t know who is lucky enough to take it home. The starting price of this painting is [-] million."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Sheng sneered, "He lied. Mr. Feng's landscape paintings are indeed very famous, but he only painted three paintings in his life, and two of them were given to his children. They have always been in the hands of the Feng family and have never been spread. , the third painting was given by Mr. Feng to his close friend Nian Shunqing. In 1972, Mr. Nian and his family moved to Singapore. In 1981, Mr. Nian died of illness. His daughter knew that her father loved this painting deeply, so she gave it to her father. Mr. Nian was buried in the cemetery together, so where did Wu Jun get the landscape painting?"

"A Sheng, how do you know so clearly?" Jiang Liu was shocked by Hua Sheng.