Li Ailin's face turned pale as well. She turned around and looked around. Seeing Li Jingting walking towards them with a mousse cake, she felt even more panicked.

"What are you talking nonsense? How could Amann draw it with fake ones? What do you know!"

Ye Pianran smiled and said nothing.

Li Jingting had already walked over with his long legs, lowered his head and looked at Ye Pianran, his eyes as warm as water.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I've had some arguments with this lady."

Li Jingting had a thick eyebrows slightly, and handed the mousse cake in his hand to Ye Pianran, "Give it, eat something first to make your stomach."

Ye Pianran laughed silently, slowly reached out to take it, and said thank you softly.

Li Jingting reached out and pulled her aside. His phoenix eyes, which were like falcons, narrowed slightly, and his gaze faintly swept towards the painting hanging on the wall.

Turning his head to look at the waiter beside him.

"My wife likes this painting very much. Please tell Amann, I'm willing to pay 10 million to buy it."

Li Jingting's simple words immediately caused an uproar.

Almost all Diffran's paintings are collected by the world, especially this painting, which has a market value of one billion yuan. If this painting is an authentic painting, it will inevitably be impossible to buy 10 million yuan.

"Mr. Li, you..." Li Ailin bit her lip and opened her mouth to speak when a thick voice suddenly sounded at the reception.

"Mr. Li, you are really a big deal."

As the sound came, a man in a standard black suit, who looked about 40 or 50 years old, slowly walked out from the inside, walked to Li Jingting and Ye Pianran, and his gentle gaze swept across the two people with a faint look.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Li, Miss Ye, I am Mrs. Amannd's assistant. I agree with Mr. Li's request on behalf of Mr. Amann, but... Mrs. Amann has always liked to do charity, so Mrs. Amann decided to use this money as charity."

As soon as the assistant said this, Li Ailin's face immediately darkened to the extreme.

This means... this painting is really fake!

It's a counterfeit!

Ye Pianran had no expression on his face, but he slowly turned his gaze to his assistant, and couldn't help but blurt out and asked, "Since this painting has been bought by Mr. Li, then I'll ask, which painter this painting is from, it shouldn't be a big question!"

The assistant bent down and smiled politely: "Of course, in fact, all the paintings on the scene were written by Mrs. Amann."

boom!

Ye Pianran felt like a string in his mind collapsed in an instant.

The style of this painting is really the same as Hu Mei's painting style. Even if it is imitated, it still makes her feel very familiar.

Who is this Amann...

"Mr. Li, Miss Ye, the banquet is about to begin, so I won't bother you anymore. I'll say goodbye first." The assistant's face was filled with a gentle smile, and he turned around and strode back.

Ye Pianran's whole heart was tangled, and he even wanted to follow him directly to see what Amann looked like.

After this idea came out, it was finally defeated by reason.

There are many opportunities to meet in the future, and she cannot be so rude.

Li Ailin, who was standing beside her, staring at them tightly, feeling extremely jealous, biting her lip, her eyes were suddenly attracted by the hem of the skirt that Ye Pian dragged on the carpet.
Chapter completed!