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"No, no, no, President Liu, you have made a mistake!"

"This painting is indeed his! His name is Ye Fan, formerly known as Chen Fan, and he is the little brother adopted by our Chen family!"

"Now that we have driven Chen out of his family and he is in poverty, we can't bear for him to become like this, so we sell his paintings to help him earn some money!"

"Look at the content on this painting, is it clearly him and my parents? How could it be Master Chen's painting!"

Chen Yulan's assurance of patting her chest made Liu Huamao suspicious. He looked carefully at the characters in the painting and then at Ye Fan.

"No wonder I felt familiar just now!"

"Really or not? Is this the fake young master from the Chen family? He doesn't look like a bad person, how could he be kicked out!"

"I heard that the Chen family had found their biological bloodline, so they kicked out the adopted son who had been raised in the Chen family for more than ten years!"

"Damn it, this Chen family is so heartless and righteous! The relationship of more than ten years has just been rushed away?"

The discussion outside the court made Chen Yulan a little flustered.

Aren't you talking about whether this painting is real or fake? Why is it related to the Chen family's family tradition again?

Chen Ziting walked out at this time.

"Everyone, our Chen family has welcomed back the real young master of the Chen family!"

"As for why this person should be kicked out of the Chen family, our Chen family will have a special explanation at the renaming banquet of young master Chen Junjie in a few days!"

"Now, what we want to discuss is whether this painting is worth so much money!"

As the boss of the Chen family, Chen Ziting's aura suppressed the discussion in the room.

"I admit that in order to help Ye Fan, we brought things into the exhibition that did not originally belong to this exhibition!"

"But I believe that with your sharp eyes, you will be able to see that this painting is not worth so much money!"

"He is just an inconspicuous person in the Chen family, a person who only serves tea and water, washes and cooks at the Chen family. It is impossible for him to paint paintings comparable to Master Chen Guoan!"

Chen Ziting separated Ye Fan from this painting in a few simple words.

He, Ye Fan, is just a servant of the Chen family with the title of young master.

Selling his paintings was entirely because the Chen family pitied him!

Not because of how valuable his paintings are!

The sarcasm at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth slowly expanded.

The Chen family really leaves no room for anything!

In that case, you're welcome!

Liu Huamao was the first to narrow his eyes.

"Mr. Chen! You are not an insider, so we can understand if you don't understand!"

"But, Chen Yulan, as one of the most popular painters in Suzhou, can't you see the technical skills of this painting?"

Liu Huamao pointedly pointed at Chen Yulan.

Chen Yulan was a little flustered.

"What skills are there in this painting? It's just random graffiti that Ye Fan imitated my style! What skills can it have?"

Liu Huamao shook his head and turned to look at the others in the Painting Association.

"Everyone, do you also think this painting is an imitation of the painter Chen Yulan?"

The vice president was the first to shake his head.

"To put it bluntly, you, Chen Yulan, are nothing. Take a closer look at the core of this painting. Is that what you, Chen Yulan, can paint?"

"If I give you another hundred years, you won't be able to draw this kind of painting!"

"Yes, rather than saying that this painting is a copycat of the painter Chen Yulan, it is better to say that Chen Yulan's painting is a parody of this painting!"

"And he only imitated the superficial things, so he was so complacent that he didn't know what to say!"

"Indeed!"

The discussion between you and me almost made Chen Yulan lose her balance.

How can it be?

How could the paintings he painted by Ye Fan be as good as his own?

"I think it's useless to say more. It's better to ask the person involved whether this painting was painted by him!"

"Yes, Master Chen Guoan passed by like a giant in our Daxia painting circle. He left only a few works and was rumored to have passed away!"

"Even if it wasn't painted by this kid, since he is somewhat similar to the person in the painting, he must have met Master Chen Guoan and Chen!"

Everyone welcomed Ye Fan into the middle.

"Yes, Ye Fan, please tell me quickly, is this just a random work of yours? It has nothing to do with Master Chen!"

Chen Yulan said to Ye Fan nervously.

She absolutely cannot accept that Ye Fan's paintings are more precious than herself!

If this painting were painted by Chen Guoan, it would be excusable!

Everyone looked at Ye Fan, and Ye Fan smiled slightly.

"I painted this painting!"

Chen Yulan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you hear that? This painting was painted by him. It was not painted by Master Chen Guoan and Chen at all!"

"But it was also painted by Master Chen Guoan Chen!"

Ye Fan's next words made Chen Yulan look at Ye Fan in disbelief.

"What does this mean? You painted it, why was it painted by Chen Guoan?"

She felt that her brain was a little down, and she was not able to understand Mark's words!

"It's very simple, because I am Chen Guoan!"

One sentence was like a bomb exploding in the crowd.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were on Mark.

"You are Chen Guoan, how is that possible?"

"Don't you only know how to serve tea and water, wash and cook?"

Chen Yulan exclaimed.

"How is it impossible?"

Ye Fan still had a faint, sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Yes! I can only serve tea and water, wash and cook!"

Ye Fan looked at Chen Ziting.

"I said, you only have eyes for what you care about!"

"Did you ever know what your father's wish was?"

"what?"

Chen Ziting frowned. When Mr. Chen Ji was ill, she first took charge of the Chen Group, and he was worried about the company's affairs every day.

When I occasionally visit my father, I say goodbye in a hurry.

"The country is peaceful and the people are safe!"

Ye Fan pointed at Chen Yulan with his palm.

"Do you know what my stage name was when you accompanied me to learn painting?"

Chen Yulan was stunned.

Stage names were only given when he became famous. How did she know what name Chen Fan had chosen?

What's more, didn't he go to learn painting with him?

What's his stage name?

"Guoan...Chen Guoan!"

Ye Fan was a little sad.

When the teacher told me that he was unable to teach me any more, I thought it was his refusal and that I was unable to teach him, so I used this method to frustrate him, so I painted a few paintings and put them up for auction!

Who knew those paintings were so popular?

The evaluation in the industry has set a precedent and pointed out a path for countless painters!

But I was stunned. What I thought was very complicated turned out to be so simple in my hands!

Dull!

But because of the circulation of those paintings, Chen Guoan's name has spread widely.

In order not to affect his own life, he completely stopped writing and publicized that Chen Guoan was dead!

However, he still painted some paintings for the Chen family.

Those are the two paintings on display, as well as several personal portraits of the Chen family sisters.

He thought this would be the best memory.

But he never thought that this would be the sharp weapon that would hurt him the most.

"Don't you understand now? The reason why you, Chen Yulan, have become famous is because you can hold a personal exhibition!"

"It's all because I'm silently supporting you from behind!"

"Imitate Chen Guoan and chase Chen Guoan!"

"What would those paintings of yours be without me?"

"It's ridiculous that you still hold up my paintings. If I use your rubbish to plaster the walls, I'll find it an eyesore!"