Chapter 5919 Seeing a Ghost

He stared angrily at Boss Wen and his wife and wanted to scold, Ye Xingbei looked at Wen's mother and interjected: "The picture of grazing horses in the autumn wind... are you talking about this picture?"

Ye Xingbei stood up, opened the scroll she brought, and a complete picture of grazing horses in the autumn wind was displayed in front of everyone.

Everyone was stunned.

Mr. Wen likes antique calligraphy and painting, and has a lot of research on calligraphy and painting.

Knowing that Wen Chongli took a picture of herding horses in the autumn wind for him, but Xia Zhifei accidentally ruined it, he was not without heartache and regret.

If it was his descendants of the Wen family who broke the picture of Autumn Wind herding horses, he could beat them out with a cane himself.

It was only because his beloved Xia Zhifei was the one who broke the painting that he pretended that it was just a mere painting, and if it was broken, it was broken, and it didn't seem like a big deal at all.

But now, the picture of autumn wind grazing horses that was soaked in water, trampled on, damaged and wrinkled appeared in front of his eyes again, and he was suddenly stunned.

The damaged picture of grazing horses in the autumn wind is in Wen Chongli's hands. After he came back, Wen Chongli showed it to him, and it is still on the desk in his study.

So, what is going on with this intact picture of grazing horses in the autumn wind?

When Wen Chongli saw the painting in Ye Xingbei's hands, his face turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost.

The others looked at each other in blank dismay.

After being stunned for a moment, Old Man Wen strode up to Ye Xingbei and asked for his magnifying glass.

Holding a magnifying glass, he carefully studied the picture of Autumn Wind Herding Horses in Ye Xingbei's hand over and over again, and finally looked at Ye Xingbei in disbelief: "This, this seems to be the real thing?"

"Of course." Ye Xingbei smiled and looked at Wen Chongli: "Mr. Wen, I heard that the picture of grazing horses in the autumn wind that you took for your grandfather was taken from Sotheby's auction house, isn't it?"

Wen Chongli had a ghost in his heart, and suddenly saw a picture of grazing horses in the autumn wind that was suspected to be authentic. His heart was trembling, his heart was beating rapidly, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

Ye Xingbei asked him, but he had no choice but to answer, pretending to be calm, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Coincidentally," Ye Xingbei smiled lightly, "The painting in my hand was sent by my husband to Sotheby's to take pictures for my father-in-law who likes calligraphy and painting. Mr. Wen..."

Ye Xingbei looked at Wen Chongli, and asked with a smile, "All Sotheby's precious auction items will have authenticity certificates issued by more than three professional appraisers..."

Ye Xingbei looked back at the bodyguard standing not far behind her.

The Gu family's bodyguard brought over the authenticity certificate, opened it, and asked the Wen family to read it one by one.

Ye Xingbei smiled and asked: "Mr. Wen, this is the certificate of authenticity issued by Sotheby's Auction for the picture of autumn wind grazing horses in my hand. Excuse me, where is the certificate of authenticity of the picture of autumn wind grazing horses in your hand?"

At this moment, not only was Wen Chongli's back wet with cold sweat, but even his forehead was sweating.

Old Man Wen's face was watery, and he stared at Wen Chongli coldly: "Chongli, the guest is asking you something, where is your certificate of authenticity?"

"I... I forgot to take it..." Wen Chongli stammered, "I was so happy after I took this painting that I left the certificate of appraisal in the hotel. It's useless, I didn't go back to look for it..."

"Really?" Ye Xingbei looked at him and smiled, "Mr. Wen, do you know Chongwen Pavilion?"

Hearing this name, Wen Chongli's eyes darkened, and he looked at Ye Xingbei as if he had seen a ghost.