Chapter 895 - Collecting Fakes
Young Master Fu's Incredible Real Heiress
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âThatâs right. How can you say that Shi Jinâs is fake just from a one-sided statement?â
Everyone was discussing among themselves. Shangguan Yinyin said, âItâs not that Shi Jinâs painting is fake, right? However, Teacher Linâs painting has been in his collection for many years. He also likes to collect various items, and many of them have been certified by the museum. Logically speaking, Teacher Linâs painting canât be fake.â
If she kept saying that Lin Yaoâs was not fake, then the fake must be Shi Jin.
How could anyone not recognize this hidden line?
Lin Yao put his hands behind his back and looked arrogant.
Shi Jin said calmly, âTeacher Lin, when we were recording a variety show together previously, I said that that âInk Bambooâ was a fake. I didnât expect Teacher Lin to still be keeping it.â
When she said that, everyone remembered that when they were recording the variety show, Shi Jin had taken one look at the painting and said that it was a fake.
At that time, there were even Weibo hot searches saying that Shi Jin hated the rich. However, many things happened later to cover up this matter. Shi Jinâs family background was not as bad as everyone said. So no one cared about the painting anymore.
Now that the past was brought up again, it was really like a scene being replayed.
Lin Yaoâs dissatisfaction with Shi Jin came from her overly straightforward attitude when she recorded the show.
When he heard her mention it again, he said, âYeah, why shouldnât I keep it in my collection? Should I not collect real ones and collect fake ones instead?â
In a moment, swords were drawn.
Everyone could see his hostility although the discussion was extremely soft.
Shangguan Yinyin tried to smooth things over. âTeacher Lin, donât be angry. After all, Shi Jin is still young and her research on paintings is not as good as yours. Itâs inevitable that she will make an error in judgment. This is not a big deal. Even if itâs not the real thing, Shi Jin has been collecting it for so long. It must have a certain value. This wonât stop everyone from auctioning for these two paintings.â
It sounded nice, but the essence was still to trample on Shi Jin.
These should be words that Shi Jin said to Lin Yao. When she heard this, she found it extremely funny. She curled her lips and said, âIn that case, I think a few connoisseurs came today. Why donât we ask for their opinion?â
Seeing that she was still not giving up, Lin Yao immediately went over to invite those connoisseurs over.
These were all highly respected and famous experts who had excellent appreciation for paintings.
They were invited over to study the painting brought by Shi Jin.
Lin Yao didnât even bring his painting over.
To him, as long as he could prove that Shi Jinâs painting was fake, his would definitely be real.
After everyone gathered around and admired it for a long time, one of the white-haired ones said, âThis is real.â
The others nodded and said, âIn my opinion, this is indeed Qing Mingâs work.â
Lin Yao couldnât help but be angry. âDid everyone really see it clearly?â
âWe did get a good look. Qing Ming is a modern painter, not someone who lived thousands of years ago. We can tell the difference.â
Seeing that Lin Yao and Shangguan Yinyin did not believe him, the white-haired old man said, âI happen to have Qing Mingâs number here. Iâll call her immediately, and itâll be enough to know who has this âInk Bambooâ painting.â
He was a connoisseur and an expert in such matters. It was not at all surprising that he had Qing Mingâs number.
He immediately made the call. A moment later, he put down his phone and said, âQing Ming also confirmed that the painting is in Shi Jinâs hands.â
Lin Yaoâs expression changed drastically. If he had been able to defend himself before, there was nothing to say now that the evidence was conclusive.
The other onlookers were clearly convinced by the old manâs words.
Lin Yao recalled that when this painting was still in Shi Xuexinâs hands, Shi Jin had said that it was fake the first time she saw it.
Later, Shi Xuexin gave him the painting, and he treated it as a treasure. However, now that he recalled all kinds of things about Shi Xuexin, she had already been slapped in the face. She had long disappeared as if such a person had never existed in this world.
Lin Yaoâs face was ashen. He only realized now that it was not because he firmly believed in Shi Xuexin, but because of his arrogance and prejudice against Shi Jin.
If he had believed Shi Jin back then, things would not have happened todayâ¦
Shi Jin did not say anything else. After putting on her gloves, she reached out and hung the painting back in place, her expression serious.
Shangguan Yinyin bit her lip slightly. She had not expected this outcome, but it seemed too late to say anything now.
Lin Yao turned to leave.
âTeacher Linâ¦â Shangguan Yinyin followed, knowing that something was wrong.
Today, Yue Xiu was supposed to buy Lin Yaoâs painting. Now that Yue Xiu was going to do charity, was she supposed to buy Shi Jinâs?
This would definitely embarrass Yue Xiu and put her on the spot.
Lin Yao walked towards his painting, feeling extremely embarrassed.
He hadnât heard a word Shangguan Yinyin had said.
He approached his painting, surprised that a situation had arisen here as well.
A waiter was crying pitifully and Liang Xinran was whispering something.
Lin Yao looked up suddenly and saw that the painting he had hung on the wall was stained with coffee. Although it wasnât much, it was considered ruined for such a treasure.
Many people were watching, and Yue Xiu was also standing there.
Liang Xinran said, âAlright, thereâs no need to make things difficult for the waiter. When she came over, I didnât catch her properly. The two of us fell and dirtied this painting. We didnât do it on purpose. There were many people at that time, and someone bumped into us. Since it has already happened, Iâll take responsibility. Iâll pay for it.â
The waiter didnât know what to say when she said that. She looked at her with tears in her eyes.
Yue Xiu said indifferently, âThe Ink Bamboo that Teacher Lin Yao brought is a priceless national treasure. Itâs worth no less than tens of millions. Can you really afford it?â
Liang Xinranâs face turned pale. Tens of millions?
Although she came from a wealthy family and her income was not bad, she was still an 18th-tier actress who used to play supporting roles.
This meant that she basically only earned money from films and did not have any commercial endorsements. Compared to the A-list celebrities in the entertainment industry, her income was negligible.
She had never earned tens of millions, let alone had that much in her account.
âDo I have to go to my parents to help me pay for it?â
It wasnât easy for her parents to earn moneyâ¦
Lin Yao stepped forward and was about to speak to Yue Xiu.
Yue Xiu said lazily, âThatâs right. If itâs auctioned, it might cost more than that. How are you going to compensate?â
The waiter was trembling in fear, afraid that Liang Xinran would say that she would not compensate anymore, or that she would have to compensate with her.