Chongwenge... Is the place where he bought the fake picture of autumn wind herding horses.


    The forgeries sold by Chongwen Pavilion can almost confuse the fake with the real. Knowing that the picture of autumn wind herding horses is fake, it still cost him hundreds of thousands and hurt his flesh.


    If his grandfather hadn''t been very strong and bitten to death, he had to let him marry Xia Zhifei. He would never spend hundreds of thousands to set up a game to frame Xia Zhifei.


    However, he went to Chongwen pavilion to buy the fake painting himself. No one knows. He didn''t even tell his parents. How did the smiling little girl standing opposite him know?


    Although Ye Xingbei has been pregnant for four months, her baby is the same as her last one. She is pregnant later. The baby is located behind and her stomach looks small. Moreover, she is wearing loose clothes and a shawl is put outside to block the slightly raised lower abdomen. For a moment, Wen Chongli didn''t find her pregnant. She thought she was a little girl in her twenties like Xia Zhifei.


    Although he can see that ye Xingbei is not small, either rich or expensive, he still can''t figure out how ye Xingbei knows what he secretly does alone.


    Old man Wen likes antique calligraphy and painting. The forgeries of Chongwen pavilion are very famous in the whole capital, and old man Wen has heard of them.


    Ye Xingbei first took out the picture of autumn wind herding horses, and then took out the certificate of authenticity issued by Sotheby''s auction store. Now he pointed out a particularly famous place in the capital where fake antiques and paintings are sold. What else doesn''t master Wen understand?


    He was so angry that he almost fainted. His face was blue and pointed to Wen Chongli''s nose and scolded: "you, you little beast! You planted and framed Xiao Fei. I, I killed you little beast!"


    He picked up the crutch placed by the sofa and swung it on Chao Wen Chongli.


    "Dad, what are you doing?" Wen''s mother hurriedly stopped Wen Chongli, grabbed old man Wen''s crutch and defended Wen Chongli. "Dad, the matter has not been clarified. How can you believe that Chongli was wrong? Maybe they forged evidence and spewed blood?"


    "Mrs. Wen thinks these evidences are forged by us? Well, let''s call the police!" Ye Xingbei chuckled and said briskly, "you can''t convince me, and I can''t convince you. In that case, we call the police and ask the police to tell us who is true, who is false, who is right and who is wrong."


    She looked at her family''s bodyguard.


    The bodyguard immediately took out his cell phone and prepared to call the police.


    Wen Chongli panicked and exclaimed, "wait a minute!"


    Ye Xingbei raised his hand and the bodyguard put down his mobile phone.


    Ye Xingbei looked at Wen Chongli with a smile: "does Wen always have anything to say?"


    Wen Chongli swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty, "I did buy the autumn wind horse riding picture in Chongwen Pavilion, but..."


    He said hastily: "But I didn''t know that Chongwen Pavilion sold me fakes. I thought it was authentic. I thought there were many fakes in Chongwen Pavilion. If I said that the birthday gift I bought for my grandfather was bought from Chongwen Pavilion, it was too cheap, so I said it was taken from Sotheby''s auction house. I didn''t deliberately frame Xia Zhifei. I really thought the picture of autumn wind grazing horses I bought from Chongwen pavilion was authentic..."


    "Mr. Wen, maybe the time is too short. Your lie is full of loopholes..." Ye Xingbei looked at him and said calmly: "you said you thought Chongwen Pavilion sold you an authentic work. Then, how much did you spend to buy the autumn wind horse herding picture in your hand from Chongwen pavilion?"


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