Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
What?!
Yan Yuan held the wine glass and stood still. The expression on his face was as if he had been struck by lightning.
Xuan Jing did not try to cover up his words, so not only Elder Mrs. Yan and Yan Yuan, but everyone around them heard him clearly.
In just a few seconds, the entire banquet hall fell silent. Xuan Jings personal denial had spread like wildfire, The people who were waiting to see Bai Lin make a fool of herself did not dare to laugh or speak. They could only remain silent.
âMr. Xuan Jing, what do you mean by this? Isnât this your own painting?â Yan Yuanâs voice even trembled slightly. âIsnât this the painting of a boy wishing happy birthday that you drew?â
Xuan Jing did not look at the screen again but said gently, âThe artist of this painting has indeed learned some of my mastery. Itâs just that 1 wonât color the clothes of these children like that. You can say that this paintings imitated my style, but I really didnât draw it.â
How could it be like this?!
Yan Yuan could not help but think of Bai Linâs words.
It was exactly as Xuan Jing had said!
Did this not mean that the painting he brought was fake? And Bai Lin was right about everything?
Yan Yuanâs eyes widened. Everyone in the banquet hall could see his anxiety and panic.
âMr. Xuan Jing, I asked my friend to buy these two paintings with a lot of money, and I even talked to you directly about the painting process. But you t re saying that you didnât draw them now?!â
His tone became a little impolite. At this moment, he thought that Xuan Jing had asked someone else to draw the painting for him after he had received the money.
In fact, Yan Yuan had already vaguely felt that he had not contacted Xuan Jing at all. This painting was fake.
However, he still held a trace of hope that this painting was indeed accepted by Xuan Jing and had been handed over to someone else to draw. This way, he would be able to clear his name and become a pitiful person who had been deceived.
Bai Lin shook her head slightly and sighed. This Yan Yuan really would not give up. He still wanted to push the blame to others at this time.
Xuan Jing felt a little confused. Yan Yuan had bought a fake painting but why
was he being questioned? He was not the one selling his own fake paintings.
âIâve indeed drawn a birthday-wishing boy before, but Iâve only drawn one, and Iâve already given it away,â Xuan Jing replied calmly, âIâve never seen this painting of yours, so it has nothing to do with me.â
Instantly, the quiet hall was filled with discussions again.
At this moment, Xuan Jing suddenly noticed Bai Lin, who was standing at the side with an expression of anticipation. His eyes softened, and he walked over with a smile. âXiao Lin, the friendâs party you were talking about is actually
Elder Mrs. Yanâs?â
âThatâs right, Yan Ruo asked me to come. Er-ge, you said you came to City A. Turns out youâre here too!â Bai Lin was very happy. After all, she had not seen her second brother for a long time. If Zhou Guang could still be seen on TV and billboards, then her second brother was a true seclusive expert whom she would not be able to meet him in a year or so.
The banquet hall was in an uproar.
âThatâs impossible! Master Xuan Jing is actually so close to Bai Lin?!â someone questioned, âIs this really Xuan Jing? Or did Bai Lin hire him to act for her?â
Someone wanted to refute, but the more he spoke, the more confused he became. âDid Bai Lin know in advance that the birthday gift Second Young Master Yan brought is a painting from Xuan Jing? How could she be so powerful? I donât understand. How did Master Xuan Jing manage to get here?â
âXuan Jing and Bai Lin are siblings.â A young lady from a wealthy family joined in the discussion. âNo wonder Bai Lin was so sure that Second Young Master Yanâs painting is fake. However, it seems from their conversation that they met here by accident. In that case, the person who invited Xuan Jing over wasnât Second Young Master Yan or Bai Lin, but someone else. Elder Mrs. Yanâs birthday banquet is really full of hidden talents; all of them highly skilledâ¦
âMaster Xuan Jing!â someone suddenly shouted, âYou said that you drew a birthday-wishing boy painting but gave it to someone. Which famous person did you give it to? We also want to broaden our horizons!â
Xuan Jing smiled. His indifferent and distant temperament had faded a lot, and he looked like an immortal who had descended to the mortal world, adding a bit of mortal air to him..