Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"I told you, you can't guard that painting." Ye Wangchuan was quite gentle and said calmly.

Lu Yiming's face darkened: "What do you mean?"

He was somewhat angry.

Ye Wangchuan briefly told him about the hidden family's Leonard eyeing the painting, and also told him what he had found out.

If Leonard can't buy the painting, he may choose to grab it by force.

"How confident do you think the Lu family is to keep this painting?"

"..."

Lu Yiming fell silent.

He was even more sure that Ji Ziyin wanted to do something when she suddenly came to him anxiously.

"For you, this painting is a hot potato. It's not convenient for you to give it to anyone now, and few people dare to ask for it..."

"I can give it to the Hidden World Family." Lu Yiming said coldly.

Ye Wangchuan chuckled, sounding rather lazy: "Okay, then give it to them."

"..." Of course it was impossible for Lu Yiming to sell the painting to Leonard.

People from the Independent Continent have never been too deeply involved with the Hidden World Family. If he wanted to give something, he would have given it long ago, and he would not have refused to give it all the time.

Lu Yiming thought briefly and then made a decision: "How do you get the painting?"

"Three times the price." Ye Wangchuan was very generous.

Lu Yiming originally thought that he might have to give it for free. After all, he spent a lot of money to buy this painting. Leonard's people said they were buying it before, but the price they gave was less than one-tenth of the price of the painting, and it was stolen. Both!

Lu Yiming has always been one of the few people in the Lu family who still has some backbone, so he is also dissatisfied with this: "You want to pay three times the price?"

"Don't I buy a painting? I have to show some sincerity, right?" Ye Wangchuan did not waste time with him: "At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, at the coffee shop outside the InterContinental Hotel, someone will come to pick up the painting from you. You can Bring the painting with you and I will transfer the money to you now."

Yaomen is not short of money.

He's not short of money either.

Just a painting.

Although the painting itself is worth a sky-high price, Ye Wangchuan lacks nothing and only has a little money.

Lu Yiming's cell phone dinged. He took it off and saw a sum of money being transferred into his account.

Everyone is so authentic.

He couldn't stop dragging his feet.

He pursed his lips and said, "It's ten o'clock tomorrow morning, right? I'll be there on time."

**

The next day.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Qiao Nian did not go to the research institute, but arrived at the coffee shop on time.

Lu Yiming was already sitting by the window, and next to him was something the size of a drawing board wrapped in white cloth.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and walked into the coffee shop.

"welcome."

The clerk greeted her warmly: "What would you like to drink?"

"A glass of lemonade with ice." Qiao Nian walked inside, walked directly to Lu Yiming's table, pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down: "Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, so I'm a few minutes late."

Lu Yiming had been waiting for Ye Wangchuan to tell him who wanted to pick up the painting, but he didn't expect to see the girl sitting down opposite him.

Qiao Nian's iconic peaked cap was so eye-catching that he could recognize the person opposite him at a glance.

"You?" Lu Yiming was a little surprised.

Just then the clerk brought lemonade over.

Qiao Nian bit her straw and took a sip of water. She raised her eyes and looked at him: "Where is the painting? Did you bring it?"

Lu Yiming silently placed the painting on the table, lifted the white cloth and let her inspect it: "This is it, take a look."

Qiao Nian only glanced briefly, then pulled up the canvas on the side and covered it with oil paint, then stood up and said to him: "If someone asks you when you go back, just say that I stole your painting."