Reborn Xueba, she is beautiful and sassy

This is a painting of a lady by Zhang Xuan, a famous painter of the Tang Dynasty. As soon as you look at the painting, you can tell that it is an expensive painting.

However, the point is not here, it is that this painting is exactly the same as a calligraphy and painting hanging in the study room of Shang Siyi's house.

This is the most embarrassing thing!

In fact, it is impossible for an ancient painting to be exactly the same. If it is the same, it can only mean that one of them is a fake.

Hao Xin also felt embarrassed. Even if the painting she held was genuine, it would have been exposed in public as a fake, which was not necessarily a good thing.

Si Wanyun and Shang Siyi looked at each other. Shang Siyi was also slightly confused and couldn't help asking: "Hao Xin, where did you get this painting?"

Hao Xin could only tell her the name of Fan Zhong's shop, but she did not say that it was a gift from her apprentice.

Si Wanyun also frowned: "The details of this painting look very good, it doesn't look like a fake."

Hao Xin himself was also confused. Logically speaking, it was impossible for a big boss like Fan Zhong to collect counterfeit goods, and it was also unlikely that he would spy on them.

She even felt that it was impossible for Fan Zhong to give her a fake for Lai Jingcheng, so why not be run over by Lai Jingcheng?

Lai Jingcheng is also a very famous person in the world of calligraphy and painting. If he promotes you to Fan Zhong, his character will be questioned.

Therefore, she felt that the painting in the Shang family's study room was more likely to be fake.

She didn't take a closer look at the painting because she also went in once to help Shang Siyi get something. That time she hurried out after finishing the things. She only glanced at the furnishings inside without taking a closer look.

That is to say, her current memory is good, otherwise she might not remember that there is such a calligraphy and painting in the Shang family's study.

Si Wanyun grew up in a wealthy family and was well-informed. She also had a lot of experience with such antiques, and she still had some discerning ability.

She did not decisively judge that Hao Xin's painting was a fake, but took the painting to the study room.

Hao Xin and Shang Siyi looked at each other and followed.

Si Wanyun held the painting in front of her eyes and compared it with the one on the wall. After several judgments, she said slowly: "Why do I think Hao Xin's painting is more realistic?"

After Hao Xin came in, she also observed the two paintings carefully for a long time. She could conclude that her painting was indeed real. Although Si Wanyun's painting was a fake, it also had a sense of age and looked interesting.

Like imitations made during the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

But it was hard for her to say this. After all, it was a bit inappropriate for her to blindly say that her paintings were real.

Hao Xin couldn't help but said: "Otherwise, let's find someone to help us firm up tomorrow."

Even if it is false, these words cannot come out of Hao Xin's mouth.

Si Wanyun immediately called Shang's father and asked him to arrange for a master appraiser to come and take a look tomorrow.

Although Father Shang was often too busy to stay home, he still responded to Si Wanyun's words and immediately agreed.

Let's put this matter aside for now. Si Wanyun put her arm around Hao Xin's shoulders and said, "Xinxin, don't have any psychological burden. No matter it's true or not, Auntie is very grateful to you!"

Hao Xin smiled: "No, I'm not a famous connoisseur. It's normal to make mistakes. Anyway, my intention to make a file for you is true. This is indeed made by myself."

"Yes, yes, let's eat the cake quickly."

The three of them returned to the restaurant. After all this trouble, most of the candles had been burned. Shang Siyi hurriedly said: "Hurry up and make a wish and cut the cake."

Si Wanyun clasped her hands together seriously, closed her eyes and made a wish, then opened her eyes and blew out the candles.

After blowing out the candles, Shang Siyi took off the candles and handed the knife to Si Wanyun. Si Wanyun cut the cake into pieces and handed one to each of Hao Xin and Shang Siyi.

Shang Siyi couldn't wait to take a bite, and his eyes lit up immediately when he entered the cake: "Well, it tastes good."

Si Wanyun also took a fork to take a bite and nodded: "Well, it does taste good, and the sweetness is always there. It's really delicious."

Hao Xin felt happy watching Shang Siyi and Si Wanyun eating deliciously, and couldn't help but think of his parents.

In their previous lives, they had never eaten their own meals, and they didn’t know when they would be able to cook a meal for them in this life.

Seeing Hao Xin in a daze, Shang Siyi snapped his fingers in front of her and asked, "What are you thinking about? Are you still thinking about that painting?"

Hearing this, Si Wanyun also hurriedly said: "Oh, Xinxin, don't think about it. No matter it's true or false, Auntie likes it. I'm very touched that I can be a part of it. Why do I care so much!"

Si Wanyun was not completely confident in her painting because she was a little confused when she first got it. So when she saw Hao Xin's painting, her first impression was that of her own painting.

The painting is fake.

Hao Xin smiled: "No, I just think you are as kind as my mother sometimes."

Si Wanyun heard this and hugged Hao Xin tightly: "Hey, you kid speaks so beautifully."

When he left Si's house, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Shang Siyi sent Hao Xin home. When he walked to the door, he said softly: "Thank you today. My mother is very happy."

Hao Xin smiled: "I didn't do anything. I really like Auntie, so I am willing to do this for her."

Shang Siyi chuckled: "So, are you considering her as your mother-in-law in advance?"

Hao Xin immediately glared: "Here you go again! If you talk nonsense again, I will sew you up with a sewing needle."

Shang Siyi approached Hao Xin and said with a gentle smile, "Are you willing to do it?"

Using the street lamp, Hao Xin looked into Shang Siyi's eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and then he looked away and replied: "Okay, it's getting late, you should go back quickly."

Shang Siyi chuckled, "You don't know how cute you look when you are shy!"

When Hao Xin heard this, his cheeks turned red again.

When she was about to enter the door, Shang Siyi grabbed her and said, "Hey, wait a minute."

Hao Xin turned around and looked: "What's wrong?"

Shang Siyi smiled and asked: "What's wrong with you today? I feel like you're unhappy! Could it be that it's really because of that painting?"

Hao Xin shook his head: "How could that happen? You're overthinking it. Maybe I'm just a little tired!"

Shang Siyi was doubtful: "Is it true?"

He knew something about Hao Xin, and he could tell whether she was telling the truth or a lie. Her words were obviously perfunctory.

Hao Xin forced out a smile: "Okay, you go back quickly, I have to go back to bed quickly, otherwise I will have a headache again tomorrow."

Shang Siyi knew that Hao Xin had a headache, and frowned: "Otherwise, I will take you to have a good check-up one day. Your headache is really terrible."

Just as Hao Xin was about to refuse, he was interrupted by a voice: "What are you doing?"

The two of them looked over and saw Xia Tian frowning and staring at their hands. Then they suddenly realized that their posture at the moment was a bit ambiguous.