"Oh my, is this even possible?" Ouyang Jingxian looked at her in disbelief, as if she had just learned something incredible.
Jiang Tong wore a look of annoyance.
Why was she so unlucky? Her grandfather had so many paintings, yet this particular one was sold.
"Xiao Tong, you're doomed. Your grandfather's late-life reputation is about to be ruined in your hands."
Qi Feng sighed and shook his head repeatedly.
Tonight's gathering included a fair number of art association members.
Those old foxes would surely spot something fishy after a few more glances.
Jiang Tong suddenly felt a headache coming on and rubbed her brow, deep in thought for a solution.
No sooner said than done, someone from the crowd, indeed an art association member, voiced their doubt.
"This painting... looks a bit naive, not like something Mr. Tang would have painted..."
"Yes, I noticed it too, especially the way the brush starts and ends, the weight is a mistake only beginners make..."
