You Are My Rare Passion

   Chapter 5920 Is so awesome

   "Conclusive evidence?" Xia Zhifei said in surprise: "Wen Chongli planted me and framed me half a month ago. How can you have conclusive evidence?"

   "Believe me, we really do," Ye Xingbei smiled and asked her a question: "What is the name of the painting Wen Chongli used to frame you?"

  Xia Zhifei didn’t know why she suddenly asked this question, but she still replied: “It’s a picture of a horse-horse-grazing in the autumn wind of Sun Kehong, a master of the Ming Dynasty.”

  Ye Xingbei asked again: “Wen Chongli’s painting was bought at the auction for 10 million yuan. Would you like to give it to Mr. Wen’s birthday present?”

  Xia Zhifei nodded: "Yes."

  "A month ago, at Sotheby’s auction house, it was indeed sold for a picture of a Ming Dynasty Sun Kehong's autumn breeze and horse pastoralism..." Ye Xingbei smiled, "but..."

  Xia Zhifei asked: "But what?"

Ye Xingbei picked up a scroll next to him and opened it: “It’s really unfortunate that our old man likes Sun Kehong’s paintings, and learned that Sotheby’s auction house will auction a picture of Sun Kehong’s autumn breeze and herd horses. My husband sent someone to Sosby. Spey, took this picture for ten million."

  Have been calm and calm Xia Zhifei rarely showed a surprised expression, "This...this is a coincidence..."

  Ye Xingbei smiled, "Probably it is God's will in the dark...So I always like to say that the sky net is restored, and the sky net is restored."

Xia Zhifei let out a sigh of relief and smiled softly, "You are right, the skynet is magnificent, and it's not leaking. Whether it is this painting or the encounter between me and you, it is a heavenly determination... …"

Ye Xingbei handed the autumn wind horse pasturing picture to Xia Zhifei: "When my husband knew that the painting Wen Chongli used to frame you was this autumn wind horse pasturing picture, my husband asked his men to use this painting. I checked Wen Chongli for the breakthrough."

Xia Zhifei took the painting handed over by Ye Xingbei cautiously and placed it on the coffee table, looking at the painting inch by inch, "I have thought about countless possibilities, and also thought that Wen Chongli may not be willing to frame me with real paintings. , The painting that was soaked in water may be fake, but the painting has been soaked in water, and there is no way to distinguish the true from the false. Most collectors want to prevent their collection from being coveted by gangsters. The collections are kept secret... I never dared to think that the authenticity of this painting is with you."

"Yeah," Ye Xingbei nodded. "Not only the private collections are mostly kept secret, but the auction house also keeps the information of the guests secret. The public will only know that Sotheby had sold an autumn breeze horse pastoral picture a month ago, but would not know. Who took the picture of the autumn wind and horse pastoralism? Wen Chongli cleverly spread a lie that he thought would not be punctured by others. I don’t know that he was unlucky. The original picture of the autumn wind and horse pasture happened to be my husband. In hand."

Xia Zhifei looked away from the autumn wind horse pasture, looked at Ye Xingbei, and smiled, "You are right, the skynet is full, careless and not omission, he thinks he is smart, and he has no omissions. The fake is fake, forever None of it becomes real."

"Yes," Ye Xingbei said with a happily curled lips, "After my husband knew that the picture Wen Chongli used to frame you was fake, he asked his men to check where Wen Chongli came from. Since the fake paintings he made are used to frame you, he certainly can't make a painting that looks like a fake one. He must buy high imitation paintings. There are only a few places where high imitation paintings are sold in Beijing. Very familiar, I found a clue soon."

  (End of this chapter)