Chapter 58 Fake Painting

Xia Ruoxi directly revealed that it was impossible to lend out the painting.

Yao Qianqian nodded with a smile, "I understand. Then next week, I'll find a good painter and copy it at your home. I will never take the painting away from where you don't want.

"Well, I'll bring the painting on Saturday. This is my greatest ability. If I can't help you with the rest, I can only regret it to you. At this time, Xia Ruoxi remembered the bad foreboding when Yao Qianqian asked her to copy the orchid bamboo picture at that time. In her heart, the bad foreboding increased a little more because the picture she copied suddenly disappeared.

I always feel that something is going to happen, but what will happen? Yao Qianqian, Xia Ruoxi did not know her in her previous life, and her understanding was limited to those media reports and her intuition. Xia Ruoxi thought about it seriously, and always felt that Yao Qianqian was trustworthy, and she had achieved the safest plan. The copying of the painting was in her home, and there should be no mistakes under her eyes.

It's too much of her heart. Xia Ruoxi comforted herself.

It will be next Saturday soon. Yao Qianqian came as promised, with a Chinese man in his thirties wearing glasses. Xia Ruoxi also took out the orchid bamboo picture he had taken from his grandfather earlier, and the painter copied the painting in the study. Xia Ruoxi and Yao Qianqian were chatting with each other while drinking tea.

Yao Qianqian told the painter to pay attention when copying from time to time, so as not to seep ink on the original painting and pollute the painting.

Xia Ruoxi's attitude towards Yao Qianqian is very satisfied, and she believes that the so-called bad premonition before is that she is too careful.

At noon, even lunch was eaten in the study. Xia Ruoxi was sure that the painting had always been under her eyes.

When Xia Ruoxi went to the toilet in the middle, it was only a few minutes, and Fang Yan was staring at the study, so Xia Ruoxi felt very relieved.

In the evening, Xia Ruoxi watched the painter take the copied painting away from the original painting. Then send Yao Qianqian, who was very grateful, to leave.

When she came back, Xia Ruoxi personally rolled up the painting, put it away, and then asked Uncle Kang to drive her to the Mo family and return the painting to her grandfather Mo Songbai.

There is nothing wrong with everything.

But something unexpected happened to Xia Ruoxi.

Early the next morning, Mo Shuyi, the first mother, came to wake her up in person.

"What's wrong? Call me so early?" Xia Ruoxi opened the door with her eyes in her pajamas.

"Ruoxi, something happened." Mo Shuyi's face was ugly, and her eyes were full of panic.

Xia Ruoxi was so scared that she couldn't sleep. He stared at his mother with wide eyes, "What's wrong, Mom? What's going on?"

"Your grandfather's painting has become fake. Now your grandfather is losing his temper at home?" Mo Shuyi's words made Xia Ruoxi almost sit on the ground.

How is that possible? Yesterday, she watched the painter copy the painting with her own eyes, and they took the copy of the painting in front of her and left the original painting. How could it become fake? Wait for me!" Xia Ruoxi folded back to change her clothes, and then left home with Mo Shuyi and went straight to Mo's house.

When she arrived at the Mo family, Aunt Fu, who came to open the door, looked so ugly. She was trembling. When she saw Mo Shuyi and Xia Ruoxi, she hurriedly lowered her voice and said, "The old minister is still losing her temper. Don't go in. At this time, the old minister doesn't recognize her relatives. How about usual? Ruoxi is okay. I'm afraid I can't do anything now. I'm sure I'll be scolded when I go in.

Mo Shuyi naturally knew what his father's temper was. Hearing what Aunt Fu said was very serious, he looked at Xia Ruoxi and said, "Otherwise, Ruoxi, you'd better not go in and wait until your grandfather is angry."

"No." Xia Ruoxi categorically denied that she wanted to go in to see how the painting turned into a fake painting under her eyelids. It's incredible. Does Yao Qianqian have a magic one? When they left, they took away the copied painting. There was nothing else. The painting was scrolled and could not be hidden at all. It's so strange that all this is unimaginable.

Mo Shuyi's face was embarrassed. "Ruoxi..." Between the father and daughter, it was obvious that Mo Shuyi preferred more daughters and did not want her daughter to be criticized by her father.

"Mom, it's okay. It's already happened. If you don't understand, not only did I take the blame, but my grandfather also lost his beloved baby and hurt his body." After saying that, Xia Ruoxi took the lead in walking into the yard. She can't escape her responsibility.

Mo Shuyi and Aunt Fu followed closely.

When Xia Ruoxi walked into the main room, she didn't hear Mo Songbai's voice. First of all, she heard Mo Shuhui's voice and was talking about Mo Songbai. "How can anyone in their Xia family be trusted? The daughter you gave birth to was also raised for nothing. After marrying the Xia family, she used your relationship to do many things for Xia Ze, ruined your reputation, and was not willing to give you any benefits. And that little girl came to our house when she was a child to harm your beloved babies. What is your favorite, she will harm whatever she is. She was born against our Mo family. If I scold her a few times, you blame me. The spoiled dead girl is about to go to heaven. A few days ago, she bickered with me and threatened me with you. If I don't feel sorry for your health, I'm afraid that you will lose your temper with her, and I will slap her a few mouths at that time. It's all right now. I won't let you lend her the painting. I have long felt that there was something bad in her stomach. No matter how many times I've said it, you can't listen to it. Now it's all right. Do you know the lesson? I always say that I don't like the damn girl. She is a natural product..."

When Xia Ruoxi heard this, she couldn't listen to it and rushed into the room. "My aunt's mouth is really not long white. These two lips and three-inch tongue have learned the bad habits of all the evil women in ancient times just right."

"Ruoxi." Mo Shuyi listened to Xia Ruoxi's words and hurriedly pulled Xia Ruoxi behind him. Mo Songbai was already angry. At this time, Xia Ruoxi still talked back to Mo Shuhui. Isn't it adding fuel to the fire?

"Dead girl, what did you say? Take away your grandfather's baby and get it back as a fake. Unfortunately, your grandfather loves you so much that you even calculated his only favorite baby, and now he still speak rudely, which really owes a lesson. Let's see how I deal with you." Mo Shuhui frowned coldly and rolled up his sleeves to pull Xia Ruoxi's mouth.

"I'm not dead yet!" Mo Songbai looked at his niece and second daughter fighting and roared angrily.

Mo Shuyi's face changed with fear of Mo Songbai's thunderous anger. He really failed to hit Xia Ruoxi again. He pushed Xia Ruoxi out with both hands and kept winking at Xia Ruoxi, trying to let Xia Ruoxi escape.

Xia Ruoxi's bones are stiff, preferring to break than bend. Mo Shuyi blocked Xia Ruoxi and rushed forward, and Mo Shuyi's anxious face changed. Mom, let me take a look at the painting. Since the painting has become fake from my hands, at least let me understand how to become fake, where did I go wrong, and there is no way to escape. Can I hide today and find my grandfather's painting? Now is not the time to escape the problem. The most important thing is to find the painting back.

When Mo Songbai heard Xia Ruoxi's words, his black and scary face turned around and looked at Xia Ruoxi. Although there was no expression, at least there was no strong emotion. It shows that Xia Ruoxi's words still made him useful. After all, it is meaningless to hold anyone responsible, and it is his wish to find the painting back.

Mo Shuyi also observed his words and look. Seeing that her father was not angry with Xia Ruoxi, she no longer stopped Xia Ruoxi, but her face was still pale. She knew her father too well. When she was angry, her six relatives did not recognize him, let alone tolerate adultery, so even if there is nothing to move the liver at this moment, it does not mean that things can be done. Knot, if the daughter can't give any explanation, harsh criticism is inevitable. She had fought against her father because of her pretentious personality, but she couldn't get out of bed for a few days when he beat her with a rattan. She really didn't want her daughter to bear the pain of being whipped. Nervously followed Xia Ruoxi. If the situation was not good, I hope she could stop her father's whipping of Ruoxi in time.

At this time, Xia Ruoxi walked to the coffee table and picked up the orchid bamboo picture placed on the coffee table. She recognized it at a glance. Isn't this the pair she copied? Although it has been framed, don't you recognize her own paintings? She knows the brushwork and strength like the palm of her hand. Even if she was fantasized, when she looked for the water stains that Mo Shuhui smashed her with an apple and threw on a bamboo leaf that day, and her heart was completely cold.

Who on earth changed that painting?