The whole world knows that Mr. Ji is chasing his wife

But after a while, Ji Qinqin stabilized her momentum.

There are only three people in this ink painting "Love Crossing the West Lake".

A boatman and two women on the boat, one white and one black.

Since she is a white lady, of course she is wearing plain clothes.

Ji Qinqin didn't think much and pointed confidently at the woman in white in the painting: "Of course it's this one."

"Wrong." Jiang Di said firmly.

"What did you say?" Ji Qinqin's face showed dissatisfaction, but she didn't feel that she was wrong.

But Jiang Di's denial made everyone wonder: If the White Snake is not the woman in white, could she still be the woman in black?

Even Lin Che, who was sitting aside, raised her eyebrows curiously, ready to hear what she would say next.

Everyone's eyes came from all directions, all focused on Jiang Di, but her expression did not change: "The painting "West Lake Crossing Love" you brought is exquisite, the colors are quite innovative, and the entire composition is perfect. .”

"Of course." Ji Qinqin thought what Jiang Di said was nonsense, "I spent 70 million to buy this."

"but--"

Jiang Di deliberately prolonged his tone, glanced at Ji Qinqin who looked arrogant, and prepared to give her a heavy blow.

"but what?"

Ji Qinqin felt a little uneasy in her heart, but she had never heard that Jiang Di knew how to paint, so she calmed down her worries for the time being.

"Your 70 million has been wasted. This painting "Love Crossing the West Lake" is a fake."

Jiang Di's eyes were resolute, and every word he spoke was ringing.

"You bullshit!"

Ji Qinqin couldn't believe it and pointed at Jiang Di angrily: "I just mentioned the miscarriage and it hurt you, so now you come to slander me! Do you think everyone will believe your lies!"

Jiang Di did not immediately refute Ji Qinqin's words, but walked onto the stage unhurriedly. Every sound of those high heels hitting the floor tugged at Ji Qinqin's heartstrings.

"Plop-plop-"

Ji Qinqin didn't know why she was so nervous.

She saw that Jiang Di's skin was even fairer under the powerful spotlight. The woman stretched out a hand and pointed at the woman in black in the painting.

"This is Mr. Qi's lover - the white lady in his heart."

The audience was in an uproar.

Everyone started discussing among themselves in whispers.

"How can the white lady be the woman in black?"

"That's nonsense. I've never heard that Mrs. Ji knows how to draw."

"Isn't Ji Qinqin very favored at home? Why would the Ji family let her create a fake painting?"

Jiang Di remained calm and collected in the face of everyone's doubts: "Everyone, please be patient."

Then he said to Ji Qinqin: "Since you have read Mr. Qi's interview, you should know that he also mentioned that he was collecting scenery by the West Lake. When he saw the woman on the boat, he wanted to draw it."

"So what?" Ji Qinqin glanced at Jiang Di contemptuously, "You clearly don't understand painting, but you just repeated what I just said."

Jiang Di's red lips curved, and she chuckled: "Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Under the spotlight, Jiang Di continued to introduce everyone in detail: "But that woman was so beautiful that it made Mr. Qi lose his mind. The brush he was painting stopped on the paper and soaked it for a while. But he couldn't let it go. I scrapped the painting, so I painted the dyed areas black, and that’s how I became the woman in black in the painting.”

Jiang Di pointed to the painting in Ji Qinqin's hand: "Your fake copy is very good, but it is too perfect, and it is actually a fake. The authentic woman in black has a dark ink mark caused by dipping."

Everyone looked intently and saw that the woman in black in the painting did not have any dark ink stains on her body.

Ji Qinqin gritted her teeth, still unwilling to give in: "Who knows if you are just making it up! You have never seen the real thing!"

"What a coincidence." Jiang Di opened the cloth bag he had been holding and showed a scroll, "What I brought today is "West Lake Crossing Love", the real thing!"

Jiang Di unfolded the painting among everyone's experiences. As she said, the woman in black in the painting had obvious dark ink stains on the hem of her clothes.

Ji Qinqin looked at the painting in Jiang Di's hand, her face turned red and she almost lost her balance.

Her mind was in chaos. How could Jiang Di also have a painting by Qi Lao? !

Before Ji Qinqin could recover from the shock, another familiar voice sounded from the audience.

"The lady is right."

Lin Che stood up and showed the screen of her mobile phone: "I don't know much about Mr. Qi's paintings, so I just checked it on the Internet. The white lady that Mr. Qi mentioned is indeed a woman in black. The clothes in the report The dark ink stains are exactly the same as this second painting.”

Ji Qinqin:! ! !

Lin Che's words were nothing more than a real blow to her in front of everyone.

Ji Qinqin glared at Su Jing in the audience. She was asked to buy this painting. If it was really a fake, Su Jing would not be able to get away with it!

Su Jing felt the burning eyes and quickly lowered her head, not daring to say a word.

Seeing Jiang Di's plausive words, she was instantly unsure about the authenticity of the painting, so she did not dare to speak for Ji Qinqin at this time, fearing that others would think she was also a brainless young lady.

Ji Qinqin had no time to think about the authenticity of the painting. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't understand that she and Lin Che had known each other for so many years, but he was helping Jiang Di, whom she had just met.

Why don't you stand on your side...

Why do you want to help others slap her in the face...

At this moment, Ji Qinqin felt that the air around her had been exhausted and it was difficult to breathe.

The bespectacled man in the audience pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his voice and asked, "But General Qi is right. He painted the white lady as a woman in black. Does this painting deserve its high price?"

When Ji Qinqin heard this, she seemed to be grasping at straws, eager to save some dignity.

She said arrogantly: "Yes, even if I accidentally bought a fake, your original painting is not a very good painting, right?"

Jiang Di shook his head, the pearl earrings on his ears swaying.

"Qi Lao's creative concept is to care about the invisible. This ink painting records the heart-warming moment when a man and a woman meet for the first time. In the storybook, Xu Xian and White Snake also fell in love with each other while boating on the West Lake, and they have been in love for thousands of years. . One painting, two loves, true love is priceless, the value of it is self-evident."

After the conversation ended, the audience was completely silent, as if everyone was carefully chewing on Jiang Di's unique insights.

Mrs. Ye, who had been silent, stood up slowly, raised her hands lightly, and applauded Jiang Di.

“I didn’t expect Mrs. Ji’s insights into art to be so profound, and I learned a lot from her.”

Seeing Mrs. Ye's words, everyone began to echo the praises, completely forgetting about the doubts about Jiang Di just now.

Ji Qinqin felt ashamed and angry mixed in her heart when she saw that she had completely lost her momentum.

Unexpectedly, stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice. He wanted Jiang Di to make a fool of himself, but he slapped himself in the face.

pat-

A big tear slid down his cheek.

She no longer had anything to say to argue, and she had no intention of thinking about why Jiang Di had a real painting in his hand. She tore up the fake painting that she bought for 70 million yuan on the spot and rushed out of the art museum.

This episode did not affect the appreciation meeting too much. The people behind came to the stage one after another, took out the artworks they brought, and continued to introduce them to everyone.

Jiang Di sat quietly in the back row. Although she was happy to slap Ji Qinqin in the face, she began to worry.

If Ji Yan found out that he had embarrassed his sister in public, would he still help get the graphics card?

After all, Ji Qinqin has been unruly and willful for more than a day or two. She bullied Jiang Di countless times, but Ji Yan always defended Ji Qinqin everywhere.

Last time Ji Qinqin locked her in the locker room, didn't Ji Yan have no blame?

At this moment, not only Jiang Di was worried, but Lin Che, who was sitting next to him, was also very complicated.

Ji Qinqin's words just now echoed in his ears.

It turns out that Jiang Di is already married...

And she was married to Ji Yan.

This news was an explosion for Lin Che.

After all, he was still a step too late.

His heart seemed to be tied to a huge stone, being dragged down infinitely.

Lin Che almost exhausted all her strength before she managed to say a word.

"Miss Jiang, you and Ji Yan..."

Jiang Di's thoughts were pulled back by the man's voice.

It suddenly occurred to her that she had not told Lin Che that she was married before when they met at the old house.

She said a little apologetically: "He is my husband, I forgot to tell you before."

Lin Che's heart sank again, and he wished he had not asked.

Because once it comes out of Jiang Di's mouth, it is an unquestionable fact.

He smiled faintly and bitterly: "Ji Yan and I used to be good friends. Later I went abroad and didn't catch up with your wedding. I'm really sorry."

Jiang Di was a little surprised after hearing this. Although he knew that Lin Che must be a prominent figure in Jiachuan City to attend the Ji family's banquet, he didn't expect that he was also Ji Yan's good friend.

This world is really small.

Thinking of this, Jiang Di lowered his head with a gloomy look on his face.

The new person she met was related to Ji Yan, and she wanted to ask Ji Yan for help if she wanted to buy a graphics card.

Why did Ji Yan always occupy some invisible weight in her life?

After the divorce, can she really completely cut off her relationship with Ji Yan?

Seeing that Jiang Di's expression was not good, Lin Che frowned and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, just a bit boring." Jiang Di forced out a smile, "By the way, I forgot your handkerchief, because I didn't know I would meet you here."

A trace of doubt flashed across Lin Che's expression, and then she thought of something and chuckled, "It's okay, I'll just leave it where you are."

Seeing that Jiang Di's expression was still not good, he asked, "How about I take you back first?"

"No need." Jiang Di picked up his belongings, "I drove the car and went back by myself."

"Okay, then please pay attention to your safety."

The woman refused simply, and Lin Che had no reason to continue to pester her.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me again. You are like an angel falling from the sky, so handsome!"

Jiang Di expressed his gratitude to Lin Che for her help just now, and then waved to him, indicating that he should go first.

Lin Che looked at the woman's retreating figure, feeling heartbroken.

There was bitterness on the corner of his mouth: "You are my angel."