You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 5927: Like a ghost

He stared angrily at the eldest couple and wanted to scold them, Ye Xingbei looked at Mother Wen and interjected: "Autumn Breeding Horses... Are you talking about this picture?"

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

Everyone is stunned.

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

He was saddened to learn that Wen Chongli took a picture of horse herding in autumn wind for him, but it was accidentally damaged by Xia Zhifei.

If it was his Wen family descendants who broke Qiufeng Mumatu, he could beat people out with his crutches.

Just because it was Xia Zhifei, the one he loved the most, he pretended that it was just a mere painting. If it was broken, it would be broken. It was no big deal at all.

But now, the picture of the Autumn Wrangler, which was soaked in water and stepped on, appeared in front of his eyes intact, and he was immediately stunned.

The damaged Autumn Breeding Horse was 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's the matter with this intact autumn horse grazing map?

Wen Chongli turned pale when he saw the painting in Ye Xingbei's hand, as if he had seen a ghost.

The others looked at each other, confused.

After being stunned for a moment, Mr. Wen strode up to Ye Xingbei and asked someone to bring his magnifying glass.

He held a magnifying glass and carefully studied the Autumn Breeding Horse Drawing in Ye Xingbei's hands over and over again, and finally looked at Ye Xingbei in disbelief: "This, this seems to be the real work?"

"Of course," Ye Xingbei looked at Wen Chongli with a smile: "Mr. Wen, I heard that the Autumn Wrangler you bought for your grandfather was taken from Sotheby's auction, isn't it? "

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

Ye Xingbei asked him, he had to answer, pretended to be calm, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"It's a coincidence," Ye Xingbei chuckled, "The painting in my hand was sent by my husband to Sotheby's to take it for my father-in-law who likes painting and calligraphy, 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 the authenticity certificate, opened it, and let the Wen family read it one by one.

Ye Xingbei asked with a smile: "Mr. Wen, this is the authenticity certificate issued by Sotheby's Auction for the Autumn Breeze Horse Drawing in my hand. Excuse me, where is the authenticity certificate for the Autumn Breeze Horse Drawing in your hand? ?"

At this moment, Wen Chongli was not only wet with cold sweat on his back, but also sweated on his forehead.

Mr. Wen's face was like water, and his eyes were staring at Wen Chongli: "Chongli, the guest is asking you, where is your authenticity certificate?"

"I... I forgot to take it..." Wen Chongli stammered, "I was so happy when I took this picture, and left the appraisal book in the hotel, I thought it was this picture that was precious. , the appraisal certificate is useless, so I didn't go back to find it..."

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

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