Chapter 462: It Is Indeed the Real Work

Chapter 462 It's Really Authentic

"Ok."

Ye Wanxi held down the little rabbit that was about to jump on the painting, and stroked it a few times, making it whimper and twitch, before turning to Zhang Xiaoxiao and saying, "Let your parents come back."

After all, it is someone else's property, and the owner's consent must be obtained to move the painting.

"By the way, let them find someone who can take apart paintings."

"Remove the painting?"

"This painting has been treated with special means, and the two are combined into one. In other words, there is another painting hidden behind this painting. Only by taking this painting apart from it can we see the second painting. The true face of a painting."

Zhang Fujia is not stupid, and instantly understood the key point: "The problem is the second painting?"

"Hmm. The more troublesome thing now is..." Ye Wanxi glanced at the painting in Zhang Fujia's hand, "The one above is indeed the real one."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and it was only after a while that someone coughed lightly to break the silence.

No wonder Zhang's parents had to be called back. The paintings can overlap so seamlessly, it must take some effort to take them apart.

As the painting covering it, whether it can be kept is a question, and this painting is still an authentic one. If it is altered or damaged without the owner's permission, even if they have legitimate reasons, they will inevitably be stigmatized as cutting first and playing later.

Ye Wanxi is not stupid, so she would not do such thankless things.

Zhang Fujia could probably guess Ye Wanxi's intentions, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said in resignation, "I'm going to call my parents right now."

It's just an ancient painting, it shouldn't be more important to his father than his son's life.

Maybe?

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Zhang's father and Zhang's mother didn't go very far, and they were only a few streets away from Zhang's family.

Coincidentally, they went to Wen Yuan's house that Zhang Fujia had just mentioned to Ye Wanxi not long ago.

This fact is a bit weird, Zhang Fujia was worried that his parents would be frightened, and he didn't explain the whole story on the phone. He only said that there was an urgent matter at home that needed to be dealt with by the two of them personally, so that they could come back as soon as possible.

The Zhang family and his wife knew that their son was always steady, and they would never be indiscriminate in business matters. After answering the call, they rushed back immediately, and it took less than a quarter of an hour.

When I got home, I found that there were many guests at home.

The two elders smiled lightly and nodded at them, then turned their eyes to their son, startled: "Jiajia, what's wrong with your face..."

Zhang Fujia touched his face subconsciously, showing embarrassment.

Is his face really so obvious?

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoxiao couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "It's not bad, my brother's face was even scarier an hour ago than it is now."

The couple looked at each other and said with concern: "Are you too tired recently? If you want me to say that you can never finish your work, your body is the most important thing. If you really want to damage your body, you can't buy it with any money."

As soon as Zhang's mother finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoxiao couldn't help interjecting: "Mom, brother is not tired."

"Not tired? Then..."

"He was entangled in something unclean, and that thing was in the antique painting that Dad bought."

In the next few minutes, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were forced to undergo a series of reshaping of the three views.

At the end, he still doubted: "This... are you really not joking?"

"Dad, Mom, brother is about to die, who is in the mood to joke with you?"

Zhang Fujia: "..." Thank you, I'm fine now, and I feel like I can live for many more years, so can you stop cursing me? !

Zhang Xiaoxiao's words finally changed the faces of the two of them, and also made them realize that the abnormality of Zhang Fujia's body might not be as simple as they imagined.

Father Zhang was the first to react, and his almost critical eyes fell on Ye Wanxi, with a bit of straightforward inquiry: "This..."

"My surname is Ye."

"Miss Ye, you said that there is another painting hidden behind this painting, and there are some shady things hidden in that painting,

So people need to separate the two paintings to figure out the true face of the second painting. "

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"Then what if the second painting is not found after dismantling the painting? What are you going to do?"

Ye Wanxi immediately understood what he meant, her eyes shivered slightly, and she said with a light smile, "There's nothing to do."

Father Zhang was stunned. He claimed that the shopping mall had been ups and downs for many years, and he was used to seeing all kinds of machine guns and hidden knives.

Ye Wanxi was too lazy to entangle with him, but Gao Min couldn't bear to be questioned Ye Wanxi secretly like this.

"There is one thing, Mr. Zhang, don't get me wrong. It is Ling Ai who asked our family Wanxi to help me, not us rushing to please you. The solution has already been given by Wanxi. Whether you listen or not is up to us. There is nothing to lose."

After Gao Min finished speaking, she gave Zhang Fujia a very disgusted look.

It stands to reason that they were invited by Zhang Xiaoxiao, and Zhang Xiaoxiao should explain these things, but she is still in a slow state.

And the other one who has the right to speak is somehow weak, which is really annoying.

Zhang Fujia received the other party's stare, and was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was wronged by mistake.

Hearing this, Du Yihuan also realized what happened, his face darkened immediately, and he said coldly: "Sister-in-law, I don't seem to believe you very much, why don't we go, don't do such thankless things."

Wen Caiyi's family has a good relationship with the Zhang family, but it's not as harsh as what Du Yihuan said, but he retorted in a low voice: "Uncle Zhang, Ms. Ye is very powerful and can't lie."

Father Zhang: "???" Isn't he worried that his children are too naive to be deceived by others? How did it end up making him seem to have done something heinous?

But the son and daughter he had been thinking about gave him a blow at this time.

"Dad, I told you that Miss Ye has real skills, why don't you believe me?"

"Dad, I know you like this painting. But even if you like it, can this painting still be as important as your own son's life?"

Zhang's father laughed angrily at the words of the two, waved his hands and said, "Tianchacha, you can toss and toss as you like, I have no objection."

Zhang's mother watched from the side and smiled, and hurriedly grabbed her husband's hand and whispered to comfort him.

In her opinion, painting is certainly not as important as her son's life.

This Ms. Ye obviously came with Du Yihuan and the others, but judging from their attitudes towards her, she clearly holds the initiative and should not be underestimated.

If the painting is okay today, that's fine. If it's true as she said, there are terrible things hidden in it, and if you destroy it, you can save your son.

Then they really shouldn't doubt her, but should thank her.

Not to mention, such people, even if they don't make good friends, they must never make bad friends.