As long as Yu Yuehan said it was a fake, then no matter what Nian Xiaomu said, it was useless!
A little caregiver, what kind of insider is she pretending to be, what kind of art does she know?
The so-called painter’s little habit must also be something she made up herself.
It must be a fake!
As Wen Yadai thought about this, she reached out and grabbed Yu Yuehan’s arm, looking at him hopefully.
She absolutely did not believe that with Nian Xiaomu’s status, he could actually read something that she could not even understand!
Yu Yuehan had been standing behind Nian Xiaomu, his gaze was originally fixed on her furry little head, but when he heard her words, his eyes changed slightly.
Especially when he saw her confident and certain look when she mentioned the master’s painting, his black eyes became deep.
A burning gaze, as if he wanted to see her through ……
It was only after a long time that he faintly opened his lips, “The painting was sent by me.”
A simple statement that made Wen Yadai’s face swish white!
If Yu Yuehan personally had someone send it to her, it couldn’t possibly be a fake painting ……
Nian Xiaomu was actually right, a caregiver from an unknown source had actually compared her to her, still in front of Yu Yuehan.
Wen Yadai’s face was blue and purple for a while, not daring to answer at all.
She was about to pretend that she didn’t understand anything and greet everyone for dinner when Chen Zixin, who had been silent, suddenly squeezed to the front, rushed to look at the oil painting for a few moments and suddenly spoke.
“I’ve never studied much about this stuff, so I definitely can’t see that Manager Wen would actually misread it too …… In that case, it’s still you, Supervisor Nian, who is awesome enough to see at a glance that this painting is genuine.”
The sudden compliment made the atmosphere in the private room turn weird.
Wen Yadai could no longer even smile on her face.
At last, she understood what it meant to lift a stone and smash her own feet!
She could only smile awkwardly and looked at Yu Yuehan, hoping that he would find a step for her.
But Yu Yuehan’s gaze, however, remained on Nian Xiaomu’s body, not even giving her a proper glance at all ……
She stood there, like a jumping clown.
When the four of them sat down at the table again, the atmosphere had already changed because of a painting.
Wen Yadai had just lost her face and was simply too embarra*sed to take the initiative to speak at the moment.
Chen Zixin, on the other hand, only had eyes for Nian Xiaomu and only asked her from beginning to end, “Supervisor Nian, there are quite a few more delicious dim sum in this shop, may I recommend a few more to you?”
Without waiting for Nian Xiaomu to answer, he spoke up abruptly.
“How about the steamed dumplings with prawn king?”
“Do you like the secret phoenix claw?”
“How about the steamed scallops?”
“……”
That look of attentiveness, as if in his eyes, only Nian Xiaomu was a woman and Wen Yadai didn’t exist!
Wen Yadai reluctantly gritted her teeth, plucked up her courage and looked at Yu Yuehan who was sitting across from her.
“Young Han, I’m not very familiar with this shop either, can you introduce me to a few dim sum?”
“……”
Yu Yuehan sat in his own seat, opposite to Wen Yadai, while his eyes, however, kept looking at Nian Xiaomu who was diagonally opposite and wouldn’t stop staring at the menu.
Unlike any wealthy family’s thousandaire, she is who she is, true and pure.
Like is like and never hides it.
But she was also like a mystery, not knowing where she came from or what she had been through.
And then there were those, seemingly strange, but always amazing tricks she had ……
Even Vinyardet couldn’t tell if the painting was real or not, she saw it at a glance.
oliviero master painting little habits, although she said lightly, but as far as he knew, know no more than ten people, and where did she learn about it?
