Chapter 35
Painting
Xiang Cheng’s rich appearance attracted Jiang Xue instantly. Jiang Xue had once fantasized about a tall, rich, and handsome man who loved her. Although it was only the first time they met, Jiang Xue was confident that she could seduce Xiang Cheng.
“Hello, Sister Jiang. I’m Xiang Cheng.” Xiang Cheng was polite and had a pleasant voice.
Jiang Xue’s heart thumped wildly, and her face suddenly turned red. “You… Hello. My name is Jiang Xue. You can call me Xue.”
Xiang Cheng enjoyed the feeling of adoration of this little girl, unlike Shen Xi. Even when she chased after him in the past, she always had a cold face, and she didn’t even know how to be shy. She was simply terrible to the extreme.
The Jiang Xue in front of him was what a girl should look like. It was just that Jiang Xue was much uglier than Shen Xi’s. Her looks were slightly unsatisfactory. She could only be considered a delicate beauty.
Xiang Cheng remembered the painting he wanted to give to Jiang Xue, so he took it out and said with a smile, “This is a gift for you.”
Although he called it a gift, it was just a random painting that Xiang Cheng got from his grandfather. He didn’t understand paintings, but he knew that his grandfather’s paintings had a certain value, so they would be good as gifts.
Jiang Xue asked in surprise, “What is it? Can I open it and have a look?”
Xiang Cheng nodded and said, “It’s just a Tibetan painting. I heard that you like Tibetan paintings, so I’m giving this to you. You can open it and have a look.”
When Jiang Xue heard that it was a Tibetan painting, she was immediately delighted. A Tibetan painting, then it must be very valuable, right? It must be very expensive. When the time came, she would find someone to appraise it and see how much it was worth.
When Wang Yue heard that her son had given her a painting, she was shocked. When she heard that Jiang Xue had been living in a poor family since she was young, she did not like it. When she saw Jiang Xue’s appearance just now, it was much worse than that of Shen Xi outside. She was even more upset.
With Shen Xi’s current status, she was not worthy of her son. However, Jiang Xue, who had been wandering outside for more than ten years might not be worthy of her son too.
Therefore, she did not even bother prepare a gift for Jiang Xue. She did not expect her son, who had always been stupid, to prepare it himself. She did not know what was wrong with Xiang Cheng.
However, now was not the time to think about this matter. Wang Yue pulled her son down slightly. “Did you go to your grandfather’s place to get the painting? Do you know that the paintings there are expensive?”
Xiang Cheng did not think much of it. “It’s just a painting. There are so many of them at grandfather’s place. He won’t find out.”
Wang Yue pursed her lips and sighed.
Jiang Xue opened the packaging. Inside was a majestic landscape painting. The brush strokes were sophisticated and well-balanced. The overall artistic conception and details were well-defined. It could be seen that the painter’s skill was extraordinary.
However, Jiang Xue could not understand it. She knew that the Xiang family’s old master loved to paint and was also a famous painter, so she thought that since she was going to cultivate a relationship with the Xiang family’s young master, why not also try to study the Xiang family’s old master.
And among the crowd, someone with sharp eyes recognized this painting and asked in shock, “Could this be Lin Lu’s ‘Jiangshan Duojiao’?”
Hearing this, Jiang Lun instantly became excited. He focused his eyes on the signature below the painting. As expected, it was written: Lin Lu.
“Back then, I was going to go see this painting. However, I was delayed by something. I regretted it for a long time. Later on, this painter even went missing. I couldn’t even get his other paintings. I didn’t expect it to be bid off by the Xiang family. This, this is too valuable. How can we accept it?”
Although Jiang Lun said this, his heart was already drooling over the painting. At that time, he had taken a liking to the high value of the painter and the name of the painting with the character Jiang, so he had always wanted to bid for it. Unfortunately, there was a delay, so he missed it.
Later on, just as he had expected, the value of the painting rose steadily. After the artist retired, the value of the painting rose directly. Every time Jiang Lun thought about it, his heart would ache.
When Wang Yue saw that it was Lin Lu’s painting, her expression instantly turned ugly. No matter how little she knew about painting, she had been in the Xiang family for so many years and had heard of Lin Lu’s painting. In short, it looked very expensive.