307 Hidden in a Painting?

"What are you waiting for? It's time to honor the bet."

Lu Xiaoya saw that the two of them were still stunned and immediately reminded them.

Zhong Ling'er gritted her teeth.

In the end, she still braced herself and walked up to her, calling her 'Big Sister Xiaoya' unwillingly.

Lu Xiaoya patted her shoulder in satisfaction. "Good younger sister, remember to call me that from now on."

Zhong Ling'er clenched her fists. "Don't be so smug. I lost this time. I'm willing to accept my loss. However, you will always be my younger sister in my heart."

Lu Xiaoya snorted. "Since you're willing to accept your loss, it's time to honor the second bet."

Zhong Ling'er hesitated.

It was already difficult enough for her to call Lu Xiaoya 'big sister'.

Now that she was standing on the roof of the car and shouting such shameful words, it was more unbearable than killing her.

Lu Xiaoya saw that she was unwilling to fulfill her promise and immediately spoke up.

"What? Cowardly? Alright, as long as you admit that you're a coward who doesn't keep your word, I'll let you go."

Zhong Ling'er was provoked by her.

Instantly, her blood surged.

She immediately passed through the crowd and walked to the front of her Mercedes-Benz.

In a few steps, she climbed to the roof of the car.

"Big Sister Xiaoya, Younger Sister Ling'er knows her mistake. Please forgive my ignorance."

Her voice was filled with endless humiliation.

In the end, she even sounded like she was about to cry.

Laughter could be heard from the crowd.

However, there were also quite a few people who admired this girl.

To be able to do such an 'indecent' thing in front of so many people...

It indeed required a lot of courage.

Lu Xiaoya did not record a video as her screensaver.

She even felt that she had gone a little overboard.

She was waiting for her to go back so that she could comfort her.

However, Zhong Ling'er immediately jumped out of the car after she fulfilled her bet.

She glared at her hatefully.

At the same time, even Ye Feng was glared at.

Then, she turned around and got into the car.

Lu Xiaoya sighed helplessly.

It seemed that the conflict between the two of them was getting deeper and deeper.

In a short period of time, it would probably be impossible to reconcile.

Ye Feng also felt wronged.

He was only here to help.

Why are you staring at me?

At this moment, Kong Liansheng walked up to him. "I'm willing to accept my loss. You can pick any antique from the Antique Street."

Ye Feng did not waste any time talking to him.

He immediately turned around and walked toward a calligraphy and painting stall.

Kong Liansheng's gaze followed him closely.

He was extremely nervous.

According to the previous bet, no matter how much the other party chose, he had to pay.

However, his entire net worth now was only tens of millions.

If the other party picked an antique worth tens of millions of yuan right away, it would immediately bankrupt him.

However, Ye Feng was not as shameless as he thought.

He had only picked a landscape painting that was priced at 1 million yuan from a pile of priceless antique calligraphy and paintings.

Kong Liansheng was still in disbelief. "Are you sure you want to pick this one?"

Such a good opportunity, shouldn't the other party take the opportunity to rip him off?

Ye Feng did not know whether to laugh or cry: "Then should I change to a more expensive one?"

Kong Liansheng was shocked.

Afraid that the other party would really go back on his word, he hurriedly paid the bill.

Only then did his heart finally settle down.

At the same time, he knew that Ye Feng was letting him off on purpose.

He was somewhat grateful.

At this time, Mei Donghai walked over and looked at the landscape painting that Ye Feng chose.

Because of Ye Feng's outstanding performance earlier, he had high expectations.

However, after reading it, he was immediately disappointed.

"Mr. Ye, this painting seems to be... It's not very good."

He wanted to say that this was a fake.

But considering Ye Feng's reputation, he could only change his words.

This painting was signed by Shen Zhou.

Shen Zhou was a master painter of the Ming Dynasty and the founder of the Wu School of Painting.

His achievements in landscape painting and flower-and-bird painting were the most outstanding.

If it was really Shen Zhou's work, then this painting would be priceless.

However, he could tell from a few details that this painting was not Shen Zhou's work.

It was obviously an imitation from the later generations.

With Ye Feng's eyesight, he should not have made such a low-level mistake.

The surrounding people were paying close attention to Mei Donghai's every move.

When they heard this, they all had strange expressions on their faces.

"What does Great Master Mei mean? Could it be that this Little Friend Ye picked a fake?"

"It shouldn't be, right? Little Friend Ye's performance just now was so heaven-defying. How could he make such a low-level mistake?"

"Yeah, he just spent less than 200,000 yuan on an antique worth 12 million yuan. How could he buy a fake?"

"But look at Great Master Mei's hesitant expression. He clearly saw the problem."

"That is a little strange…"

Ye Feng looked at Mei Donghai with a smile: "Are you trying to say that this is a fake? Of course I know."

Mei Donghai was even more confused. "Since you know that this is a fake, why did you buy it?"

Ye Feng did not answer him directly.

Instead, he turned to look at the stall owner. "Boss…"

The stall owner thought that he was going back on his word and hurriedly interrupted him. "You know the rules. Once the item is sold, there will be no refund."

At the same time, he could not help but feel proud.

This young man had just displayed his might, and he was like an antique master.

Didn't he just open his eyes here?

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head: "I am not returning the goods, I just want to borrow a paper cutter from you."

The stall owner was relieved when he heard that he was not returning the goods.

He hurriedly found a paper cutter and handed it over.

Ye Feng then placed the fake on the table, he started to scratch the edges with the knife.

Mei Donghai, Kong Liansheng, and Lu Xiaoya all came forward.

They wanted to see what he was up to.

At this moment, Ye Feng cut open the bottom of the fake.

Then, he grabbed a corner and tore it with all his might.

"Sh*t…"