80s: Little Sweet Wife

Zheng Shilin looked at Yan Xinya sadly, pointed at Shan Hezheng and said, "Junior Yan, the truth was what I said back then, and Shan Hezheng admitted it. , now you should trust us!"

He took out a few sheets of paper from his bag, not giving them to Yan Xinya, but to seniors who were highly respected in the painting world. <щww.suimeng.lā

"Yes, it's really Shan Hezheng's handwriting, and the signature is real. Sigh, it's really unpredictable that Shan Hezheng is such a villain!" Everyone sighed and looked at Shan Hezheng with contempt.

After killing Master Yan, who was only high, how could he still have the face to live?

Yan Xinya didn't read the so-called 'Thinking Book'. She also saw that Shan Hezheng was under the control of Zheng Shilin. Naturally, this thoughtful book was written according to their wishes. What's so good about it?

"Shan Hezheng is speechless now. Of course you can say whatever you want. My mother knows the truth of what happened back then. Zheng Shilin, Ruan Huacai, what exactly you did, you know best, don't act here!"

The eyebrows scolded, but unfortunately the time interval was too long, and a lot of evidence could not be found.

Moreover, the grandfather and grandmother were taken away in secret back then, and there were not many people who knew the truth. Now, there is no one who can testify against Zheng Shilin and the two. It's hateful!

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me, you little girl. You don't understand the rules. Today, I will set up rules for Master. Yan Pai can't let a yellow-haired girl like you get a bad reputation!"

Zheng Shilin's face was sullen, and he raised his eyebrows without hesitation, but no one stood up to speak for Yan Xinya's mother and daughter. It seemed that Zheng Shilin and the two were Yan Danqing's disciples by default.

Jiang Zhiru, who was on the side, couldn't see it, and said, "You are still under Shan Hezheng. How can you come to discipline the Yan faction? It's unethical!"

The others nodded again.

This is indeed the truth. At that time, Zheng Shilin and the others worshipped Dan and Zheng as their teachers, but they went through the bright road seriously.

"We broke away from Shan Hezheng as early as ten years ago. This is the document of the year. Please read it."

Zheng Shilin was well prepared, and took out another piece of paper without hesitation. It was the document that he and Ruan Huacai cut off the relationship between Tongdan and Zheng Shilin. It was written in black and white, and the time was indeed ten years ago.

"Since it was broken ten years ago, why are you still wearing the name of Shan Hezheng apprentice for ten years? I have never seen you come out to refute!" Meimei said sarcastically.

Zheng Shilin's expression was slightly stagnant, and he was at a loss for words.

This document was forged by him a few months ago. Ten years ago was when Shan Hezheng was at its peak, and they would cut it off if they were stupid.

Meimei continued to sneer, "Not only did you not stand up to refute, but you even got a lot of credit for Shan Hezheng~www.readwn.com~ Otherwise, you will become the president and secretary of the Painting and Calligraphy Association with your mediocre qualifications. long?"..

The eyes of others looking at Zheng Shilin and the two also changed, which was indeed the case.

The level of these two people's painting is not as good as them, but they are better than them, not because they are Shan Hezheng's masters!

To say that Shan Hezheng is despicable and shameless, but his level of painting is first-class, and he has his own style, which is much better than Zheng Shilin and the other two.

Zheng Shilin was secretly annoyed, knowing that if he let Meimei go on, he was afraid that it would be revealed.

He had to change the subject quickly, he sneered: "In short, we have a clear conscience, merits and demerits will be judged by future generations, today our brothers and sisters are here for the future of the Yan faction, and you don't even have disciples, how can you promote it? Yan faction?"

"Who said no? I'm my mother's student, you don't need to bother!" Meimei said loudly.

Zheng Shilin looked at her disdainfully, suddenly took out another painting from his bag, and mocked: "It's up to you? This is a painting you painted, right? How can such a level carry forward the Yan School?"