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When Qiao Xi and Huo Sijiao returned to their seats, the auction was coming to an end.

Huo Xingzhou had a long red velvet box on his hand, which looked like it had just been taken.

Next door, Huo Beiting showed off the "Picture of Pines and Cranes Prolonging Life" arrogantly everywhere, and got together with a few people to taste it.

Those people are flattering and complimentary.

The heir of the Huo family has extraordinary wealth. He is the top person in Haicheng. Huo Beiting was truly blessed.

"Mr. Huo must be very happy that the young master has obtained the authentic work."

"I heard that you will be announced as the heir on your seventieth birthday. Please take more care of us then."

Huo Beiting's attitude was inflated. He waved his hands and said with a smile, "It's not decided yet."

"Who else can compete with you? That lame loser? Haha, he can't even be a real man."

After all the praise, Huo Beiting was very proud. The narrow and cold red phoenix eyes looked at Huo Xingzhou with arrogance and contempt.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the auction hall.

"Mr. Qi is here!"

"Why are Qi Sanshi here? I heard that he also participated in the appraisal of "Songs and Cranes Prolonging Life". I don't know why there is no appraisal certificate."

Qi Sanshi, a master of cultural relic appraisal in China, has a family history and is called "living history". The value of antiques that come into his hands will rise by half.

Huo Xingzhou picked up the azure ceramic tea cup, lowered his head and took a sip of the pure tea in the cup. Under the cover of the cup, the thin lips raised an arc that was imperceptible.

The show is on stage.

He pushed another cup of tea in front of Qiao Xi, "My lips are peeling. Drink some tea to moisten them."

Qiao Xi was attracted by his beautiful and slender hands and took the tea cup.

"Mr. Qi!"

"It's great that Mr. Qi can come."

A large group of people gathered around him. Even Huo Beiting wanted to make friends with him. It would be best if he could be invited to his grandfather's birthday party.

Qi Sanshi's expression was solemn, "I came here for the "Picture of Songs and Cranes Prolonging Life". Has it participated in the auction?"

"Finished!"

"It was taken by our young master Huo. He didn't even blink an eye at the [-] million. He wanted to give it to Mr. Huo! This kind of filial piety is beyond our reach."

Huo Beiting puffed up his chest, and Su Weiwei took his arm and said, "We in Beiting are filial. We are not as stingy as the second bedroom. We spent [-] yuan on the entire auction to buy a piece of crap."

"What about the "Picture of Pines and Cranes Prolonging Life"?" Qi Sanshi asked anxiously.

"Here." Huo Beiting handed the luxurious brocade box to Qi Sanshi, "Just enjoy it and I won't be in a hurry to take it back."

Qi Sanshi slowly unfolded the scroll. The pine and crane were lifelike and full of interest. Many people were amazed again.

"Come on, show off." Huo Si was as sweet as lemon essence.

Qiao Xi turned to stare at Huo Xingzhou, feeling that he was in a good mood.

why?

in the crowd.

Mr. Qi took a magnifying glass and tweezers and looked at the "Picture of Pines and Cranes Prolonging Life" repeatedly. Finally, I covered my heart and shouted loudly.

"Wrong, wrong!"

Qi Sanshi patted his thigh and said angrily, "It's all my fault that I didn't notice it last time."

"Mr. Qi, what's wrong?" Everyone asked curiously.

Huo Beiting was even more nervous and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"This painting is a fake!"

Qi Sanshi's hair turned gray and he sighed sadly.

"Impossible! How could it be a fake!" Huo Beiting was stunned, like a bolt from the blue!

"Mr. Qi, did you see it wrong? This...how could it be a fake! We are not amateurs either."

"Mr. Qi, did you see it wrong? This...this paper, color and year are all correct."

"You old man must have been bribed by someone, why are you talking? There has never been any fakes at Guardian Auction House!" Su Weiwei's face changed drastically, and she yelled angrily.

Qi Sanshi said regretfully: "The year of this paper is indeed correct, and the ink pad and inkstone are also real! But the painting is a forgery! The faker has such superb painting skills that even I was deceived. As long as you get close to the painting, take good care of it. When you smell it, you can smell the faint fragrance of ink hidden under the aged smell.”

Ancient paintings that have been stored for a long time will lose the fragrance of the ink.

"It really is!"

"Who dares to get so close to smell it? No wonder."

"It's actually fake. I'll just say that the "Picture of Songs and Cranes Prolonging Life" has become extinct in history!"

Who would have thought that a fake person could be so smart. It uses rice paper from the Tang Dynasty, which directly misleads experts.

Huo Beiting couldn't believe his ears. A basin of cold water was poured over his head, and his whole body became stiff.

"No...impossible!"

Su Weiwei gritted her teeth and blushed: "Beiting, don't listen to him. This old man..."

Huo Beiting pushed her away, and the veins on his neck popped out: "Shut up, you nosy woman."

Qi Sanshi sighed repeatedly, "Master Huo, what a pity. If I could have arrived earlier... But this is a fake, it cannot be real. We also understand the rules of Guardian Auction House."

No fidelity.

Deal done, caveat emptor.

Huo Beiting's [-] million was wasted, and he was ridiculed behind his back for not knowing what he was doing.

I was so proud just now, but now I am so embarrassed.

Huo Xingzhou put down his teacup and said with a fearful look on his face: "Cousin, thank you for paying a high price for the painting. The painting is fake, but no one can compare to the filial piety of [-] million yuan."

Huo Beiting was furious, heat was rising, and his throat was filled with the smell of rust and blood.

He rolled his eyes and fell down.

"Master Huo!"

"Beiting, don't scare me! Call an ambulance!"

Huo Sijiao covered her lips and laughed: "Haha, he was so angry that he fainted. God's way is reincarnation."

"Let's go."

Huo Xingzhou said calmly. He has a cold appearance, and his understatement outlines a sense of abstinence.

Qiao Xi's eyes slightly raised as she pushed his wheelchair and walked out. He was in a good mood, and she couldn't help but be happy.

Huo Sijiao followed, chattering away.

"He really can't afford to lose. If he admitted the fake goods openly, everyone would still say that he was graceful. But he was so angry that he was so petty."

Huo Sijiao said proudly: "Sister-in-law, my brother is different."

"Ah."

Qiao Xi agreed.

"I asked the driver to take you back." Huo Xingzhou said after leaving the auction house.

"Ah? I'm about to separate from my sister-in-law?" Huo Sijiao pouted, "Okay, then I'll leave first and don't disturb your world. Goodbye, sister-in-law."

"Goodbye, be careful on the road."

Qiao Xi waved her hand and watched her get into the car.

Then, the driver helped Huo Xingzhou get into the black Rolls-Royce, and Qiao Xi sat next to him. My mind couldn't calm down for a long time, everything that happened today was too twists and turns.

As night fell, the street lights dimmed, covering Qiao Xi's whole body in a warm layer of orange. Her eyes were clear and gentle, and her black hair vertically covered her swan neck that was so white that it glowed.

"Mr. Huo."

"Huh?" Huo Xingzhou turned his head casually and said in a sexy voice.

She looked at him for a long time before speaking softly to the man.

"I think you are...a bit bad today."