Reincarnated as a paranoid ex's little flirt

The old lady Bai stood next to her grandson, listening to the compliments from everyone around her, her face was full of complacency.

Noticing Yun Xi's disdainful expression, old lady Bai frowned.

"Why, Ms. Yunxi seems to dislike the painting of our Bai family? Don't look at the dilapidated painting. Does Wen Huiming of the Ming Dynasty know that this is his work. It not only has artistic value, but also Historical Value……"

In the middle of speaking, she stopped deliberately.

"Forget it, for a kid like you who grew up in the mountains, he hasn't seen a few art exhibitions since he was a child. It's normal if he doesn't understand. Mr. Tang, go back and talk to Tang Si, don't always focus on making money, take care of yourself when you have nothing to do." Xiaoxi goes to the art exhibition, listens to musicals, and increases her artistic accomplishment, if this girl doesn’t understand these things, she will be laughed at in the future!”

These words seemed to be preaching, not only belittled Yun Xi openly and secretly, but also involved Tang Si and the Tang family by the way.

It's enough to hurt her, even bring Tang Si and Mr. Tang with him.

How could Yunxi spare her?

With a shallow smile, Yunxi slightly raised his voice.

"If you want to talk about Wen Huiming, I really know a little bit. He is not only a master of calligraphy and painting, but also a famous writer. He is a master of poetry, calligraphy, literature and painting, and his paintings are especially sought after by later generations. I remember , A painting was auctioned at Sotheby's Art Auction last August, and the final transaction price..." She raised her right hand and stretched out three fingers, "3000 million!"

When Bai Haorong heard her praise the value of Wen Huiming's calligraphy and painting, his face became more and more smug.

The old lady Bai also nodded her head in agreement, and even spoke softly when facing Yunxi.

"I can't tell, you girl knows a lot!"

"Bai Lao is over the award." Yun Xi changed the topic, "That painting is a circle smaller than yours, but unfortunately yours is a fake. If this is the real one, it will be worth at least 5000 million!"

The old lady Bai's smile froze on her lips.

Bai Haorong's eyes widened instantly: "You...what did you say?"

"You didn't understand that?" Seeing the other party's expression in his eyes, Yunxi bluntly slapped him hard, "Your picture is fake, if it is put in the antique market, let alone eight thousand, eight hundred too much!"

"You fart!" Bai Haorong blushed with anger, and yelled loudly on the spot, "It's just a wild girl who grew up in the mountains, how dare she pretend to understand and talk nonsense here!"

Hearing the other party insulting Yun Xi like this, Mr. Tang's gray brows immediately frowned tightly, and just as he was about to take a step forward, a figure walked over before him.

Snapped--

A slap in the face was slapped hard on Bai Haorong's face.

Everyone was stunned.

"You dare to hit me, you..." Bai Haorong staggered from the beating, he cursed angrily and wanted to fight back, when he saw the person clearly, he immediately froze in place as if he had been immobilized, "Tang...Tang Si?! "

Yun Xi turned her face and looked at Tang Si who was standing beside her.

He obviously rushed over right after getting off the plane, with a uniform jacket on his arm, and a white uniform shirt of Tang Airlines on his body. His waist was tucked into his straight trousers, making his legs look slender.

The man frowned, and stood in front of Bai Haorong with a gloomy expression.

He was half a head taller than the opponent, and had an aura like an emperor, completely suppressing Bai Haorong.

The old lady Bai was startled, and supported her grandson distressedly: "Tang Si, what are you doing?"

Tang Si snorted coldly: "In terms of seniority, he should call Xixi an aunt. As a junior, he yells at the elders. Is this how Bai Lao educates his children and grandchildren?"

Although Yunxi is young, she is the adopted daughter of the Tang family and is of the same generation as Tang Si.

Bai Haorong is a few years older than her, but his seniority is a generation younger than her.

In the tradition of the Orientals, seniority is very important.

There is no reason for a junior to be so disrespectful to his elders.

The old lady Bai pouted, but she could only admit that she was wrong.

"Just now Haorong was ignorant, so I won't say anything about this slap."

The old lady Bai pulled her grandson behind her and motioned him to keep quiet.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Jiang, it's not that I don't give face to you two today, it's because this girl is too deceitful! Now, in front of Tang Si and everyone else, I want to ask you carefully." The skinny finger of the jewel ring pointed at Yunxi's face, and the old lady Bai said sternly, "Yunxi, please explain to me carefully, how is the painting that my family Haorong gave Mr. Jiang fake? If you can't tell me today So come here, I will never forgive you!

"Okay." Yunxi still had a pissed-off smile, "Since Mr. Bai asked me to say it, I will remind you. As we all know, silk cloth in the middle and early Ming Dynasty generally used double silk silk. What is double silk?" What about silk? That is, the warp is double-filament and the weft is single-filament, which can be reinforced and thickened to improve the quality of silk cloth. Mr. Jiang has research on calligraphy and painting, am I right?"

Mr. Jiang nodded lightly: "This is indeed true."

Just in time, Jiang Nuo went back and forth, holding the reading glasses brought for the old man in his hand.

"Use it for me." Yunxi raised her hand to pinch the reading glasses, put the lenses in front of the painting, took out her mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and illuminated the screen, "Look, everyone, is this silk painting double-filament or monofilament? "

Reading glasses, like magnifying glasses, are convex mirrors, so they also have a certain magnification effect. After the lens is magnified, you can clearly see the longitude and weft of the silk on the painting.

The surrounding guests also came over curiously to check, through the lens they could see clearly, fine and smooth, the warp and weft were monofilament.

"What a monofilament!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect this silk to be so exquisite."

"Miss Yun really knows a lot."

"The Tang family has a big business, why haven't you seen it?"

……

"Not only that." Yunxi slid his finger on the corner of the silk flower lightly, "Everyone, please see that ancient silk cloth is made of real silk, and it will not fluff even after it is broken. Fluffy silk cloth like this can only be modern silk. craft product."

"Just relying on the material of the silk to judge that it's a fake, aren't you too arbitrary?" Bai Haorong retorted unwillingly.

This one really does not shed tears without seeing the coffin.

Passing the reading glasses back to Jiang Nuo, Yunxi turned on the phone, found a webpage, and turned the screen of the phone to the direction of everyone, "This is the list of Sotheby's art auctions in July, everyone carefully read it."

Everyone's gazes froze on Yunxi's mobile phone, and the picture of the painting "Listening to the Piano Under the Rain" was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.

Below the photo, the information of the work and the author is clearly written——

"Listening to the Piano Under the Rain", Ming Dynasty, Wen Huiming, starting price: 3500 million.