"Fake painting?"
Many people showed strange expressions when they heard Ye Guichen's voice.
Chen Longxiang was even angrier and pointed at Ye Guichen, shouting, "What makes you say this is a fake painting?"
Chen Ziran intended to stop it, but it was too late.
Ye Guichen stood up, "If I say it's fake, then it is fake."
"Haha, what a joke." Chen Longxiang laughed loudly; he never thought that before he could confront Ye Guichen, Ye Guichen would step up himself.
Chen Longxiang laughed scornfully.
This painting was given to him by his man, and it was authenticated by a renowned expert; it couldn't be more genuine.
Now Ye Guichen is saying it's fake—what a clown.
"Alright, since you say it's fake, let's trouble Mr. Zhou to authenticate it, and let you see the truth." Chen Longxiang said, bowing towards a certain direction, "Mr. Zhou, please."
"Mr. Zhou?"
The crowd turned to look in that direction.
Upon seeing, they immediately gasped.
"It's Mr. Zhou Huairen."
