Song Wanyue's face also turned pale. She didn't know the relationship between Lin Yang and Feng Guangcheng, so she really thought that once she left, there would be something good about the Song family.

Xu Suqing looked at Lin Yang with some strangeness. She knew the relationship between Lin Yang and Feng Guangcheng, and according to the previous situation, Feng Guangcheng looked down on the Song family at all. Now Feng Guangcheng came to congratulate Song Yuan for birthday, probably because of Lin Yang's face.

"You guys, hurry up and stand aside and don't block Mr. Feng's way." Song Guoliang walked over and drove Song Wanyue and the others to the side.

He looked angry when he sent Man Yue, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only take Xu Suqing and the others to stand beside him.

During the past few days since I came to Yutian County, Song Wanyue also knew that Mr. Feng was powerful and knew that they could not afford to offend him, so it would be better to hide at this time.

Soon, a group of people came in outside the door. Feng Guangcheng was the one who led the lead, and a gray-haired old man was next to him. The old man was wearing Tang suit and looked like a fairy-like figure.

This person is Guan Yuntong, a famous treasure appraiser in Yutian County.

At this time, Guan Yuntong was holding the "Fishing Hidden Picture of the Stream and Mountains" that Zhao Rong threw out at that time.

Song Yuanwen was full of excitement. Unexpectedly, not only Mr. Feng came, but also Guan Yuntong, the treasure appraiser, also came. He was thinking of finding a professional to see his painting. After all, only when the professional spoke and confirmed the authenticity of his painting, someone dared to buy his painting.

He walked towards the front with respect and said, "Mr. Feng, Mr. Guan, I'm not expecting you to come to my birthday party. This really makes my Song family shine!"

Feng Guangcheng glanced into the yard and looked for Lin Yang's figure. Although the Song family is a big family, it is still far from Feng Guangcheng, so Feng Guangcheng would not take them seriously at all.

He was able to come here because he was completely obeying Lin Yang's orders.

After seeing Lin Yang standing in the corner, Feng Guangxing wanted to go over and say hello. Lin Yang gave him a look, and Feng Guangcheng understood and did not go over.

Because I don’t know what Lin Yang has to do with Song Yuanwen now, Feng Guangcheng said politely: “Old Master Song is so tough. It’s probably not a problem to live to one hundred years old.”

Song Yuan asked and smiled, and said, "Master Feng is joking. My old bone may disappear one day."

"Mr. Feng, your family is such a luxury. He actually threw Tang Yin's original works outside the door. Could it be that such treasures can no longer be piled up in your family, so they have to throw them out?" Guan Yuntong, who was standing beside him, said with a smile.

Zhao Rong ran over and approached Feng Guangcheng and Guan Yuntong, and said with a smile: "Master Guan, don't joke, this painting is fake, where is the authentic one? There is something ungrateful about this painting and trying to deceive the old man. Unexpectedly, the old man already has the authentic one, so he threw the fake one out."

"I'm right. The authentic product I bought from the antique market a few days ago. I also found a big leak. Tang Yin's "Fishing Hidden Picture of the Stream and Mountains" was bought for 300,000 yuan, which is a great fortune." Song Yuanwen also spoke proudly.

"Take my painting over and let Mr. Guan take his eyes."

After hearing Song Yuan’s questions, Guan Yuntong immediately frowned and quickly stared at the painting in his hand and looked at it. He had already observed it carefully just now. This painting was indeed the authentic work of Tang Yin. Although he was just a treasure appraiser in a county town, he could still distinguish Tang Yin’s authentic work.

Song Yuan asked someone to take the painting he bought and handed it to Guan Yuntong.

"Mr. Guan, please give me a look. According to me, this is the original work of Tang Yin. The one in your hand may be a fake from a stall, and it has no ornamental value." Song Yuan asked.

Guan Yuntong took the painting that Song Yuan asked, looked carefully, and then a contemptuous smile appeared on his face and said, "Mr. Song, don't joke with me. The workmanship of this painting is obviously imitated by a machine. The strokes in it have obvious faults and the brushwork is weak. How could this be the original work of Tang Yin?"

As soon as he said this, Song Yuanwen immediately widened his eyes, and the people in the Song family were all surprised. Unexpectedly, Guan Yuntong actually said that the painting Song Yuanwen bought was fake.

"Mr. Guan, you are taking a look carefully. Did you read it wrong? This one is really from Tang Yin. I have observed it carefully for a long time and I am very sure." Song Yuan asked anxiously.

At this time, Guan Yuntong suddenly slapped his forehead and asked, "Did you buy this painting from a boy named Mao in the antique market?"

Song Yuan's eyes lit up when he asked, and he nodded quickly. He thought Guan Yuntong knew that he had read it wrong just now, and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.

"That's right, it's him. He doesn't know the goods. He insisted that the painting is fake, but I bought it for 300,000 yuan. Could it be that Mr. Guan knew that the original painting was in him?" Song Yuan asked.

Guan Yuntong laughed and said, "Mr. Song, your eyesight is really bad. You are definitely a fake painting. I know the boy named Mao. He specializes in selling fake paintings. Like yours, he can produce hundreds of paintings a day. I think it is expensive for 300 yuan per picture. And he said it was a fake painting. You even paid 300,000 yuan to buy it. You are not picking up a bargain, but taking the initiative to get slaughter. It seems that Mr. Song is still from a wealthy family. Is it possible to do this to do good and accumulate virtue, and want to help the boy named Mao?"

Song Yuanwen was petrified on the spot, and Guan Yuntong had already said this. If he quipped his paintings again, it would be meaningless. After all, no matter what, his understanding of antiques would be impossible to compare with Guan Yuntong.

What's more, the man named Mao also said that the painting was a fake painting, and he insisted on giving it 300,000 yuan, otherwise he would be afraid that the man named Mao would find out that the painting was real and then ran over to cause trouble for him.

Thinking about it now, he was really forced to get his brains squeezed by the door. He spent 300,000 yuan to buy a fake painting worth 300 yuan. And he forced him to give so much money, and the deep embarrassment crawled out of his heart.

Everyone in the Song family also became quiet, thinking that Song Yuan asked about doing this, it was indeed a bit too stupid.

"This painting is indeed the original work of Tang Yin. If this painting is sold, it is probably sold for hundreds of millions of yuan." Guan Yuntong looked at the painting Song Wanyue took over and said with some emotion.

Song Yuanwen's face turned pale. This painting was originally a gift from Song Wanyue, but at that time he had already driven Song Wanyue out of the Song family, and the painting was thrown out by Zhao Rong. This painting has nothing to do with him now.

Zhao Rong also looked full of regret. Unexpectedly, the painting Song Wanyue brought was real. At that time, she actually threw out the painting worth hundreds of millions. Now that I think about it, I feel a little scared.

She turned her eyes and walked to Guan Yuntong, reached out to throw the painting that Song Yuanwen bought directly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Guan misunderstood. This is the painting that our old man bought. That one is indeed fake. I threw it wrong before."

Song Yuanwen looked at Zhao Rong with surprise, but she didn't expect that she would do this.

When Song Wanyue saw this scene, she immediately became anxious and ran towards Zhao Rong, cursing: "Zhao Rong, you shameless, that one is my painting, you give it to me!"

Zhao Rong immediately glared at Song Wanyue and said coldly: "What's yours? This is clearly the old man's. What does it have to do with you?"

"I have an appraisal certificate here, if you don't believe me, please read it!" Song Wanyue took out the appraisal certificate.

Seeing this, Guan Yuntong quickly took it over and took a look.

"What appraisal certificate is it forged by you. Song Wanyue, you don't make any unreasonable trouble here. Could it be that you just want to eat this painting alone when you hear that it can be sold for 100 million yuan?" Zhao Rong said unyieldingly.

"This painting is indeed hers. The appraisal certificate is signed by Master Sun Chongnan and Sun. This is absolutely not fake. Why are you like this? The appraisal certificate is in her hands. Why do you say that this painting belongs to Mr. Song?" Guan Yuntong frowned and spoke.

Zhao Rong suddenly looked embarrassed. She never expected that Guan Yuntong would recognize the appraisal certificate in Song Wanyue's hand.

Song Yuanwen's face looked a little ugly. Zhao Rong's actions would undoubtedly lower the position of the Song family in Feng Guangcheng and Guan Yuntong's minds.

"Zhao Rong, don't talk nonsense here. This painting was brought by Wanyue, and I will give it to her." Song Yuan asked coldly.

Zhao Rong looked reluctant. After all, this was a painting worth more than one billion yuan. Even if she was just a fraction of it, it would be enough for her family to live happily and happily for the rest of her life.

"Old man, Song Wanyue herself said that this was the gift she gave you. How could the gift she gave you is not the reason to take it back? And as your daughter, he should give you this painting." Zhao Rong said.

"Haha, when you urged the old man to drive our family out, that's not what you said. Now that you see the benefits, you quickly start to argue. Do you think our family is all fools?"

"We have nothing to do with your Song family anymore. This painting is given to you, but unfortunately you threw it out of the door, so you don't deserve this painting."

Lin Yang stood up at this time and said aloud.

Song Yuan asked with regret on his face. Lin Yang said it was right. He had already driven Song Wanyue's family out of the Song family. Now Song Wanyue does have nothing to do with him, so of course this painting cannot be collected.

When Zhao Rong saw that Lin Yang was talking, she immediately said with a grim face: "Is there any part of you, a waste here to speak? Get out of here quickly, otherwise I will let our Song family security guard throw you out!"

Feng Guangcheng finally couldn't help it at this time. When Zhao Rong and Song Wanyue shouted, he wanted to teach Zhao Rong a lesson. After all, Song Wanyue was Lin Yang's mother-in-law, but she endured it.

Now that he saw Zhao Rong even scolding Lin Yang, he really couldn't bear it. He walked directly to Zhao Rong, raised his hand and slapped her twice.

"What a sir, you are like, and you dare to shout to Mr. Lin here, don't you want to live?"
Chapter completed!