The vest of the almighty boss can't hide it

Chapter 319 Maybe Yan Kui Was Stolen

The air is a little stagnant.

Sheng Jun touched his nose innocently.

Jiang Ye smiled faintly under the dim light, his tall and straight face was like undulating mountains, that moment was extremely heart-stirring.

"Silly girl." He said.

Lin Yan's heart was beating in a panic, did he say something wrong?But without him, I would never be able to create that painting.

"It's late at night, take a good rest." Jiang Ye stood up, his body like a sharp sword in the night.

Turning around again, "The old man wants to treat you to a meal."

"Why?" Lin Yan was puzzled. He didn't know why he always felt that Mr. Jiang paid much attention to him.

"Chasing stars, he once bought one of your paintings at a high price."

Lin Yan: "..."

After seeing the two off, Lin Yan flipped through his phone.

Well, the Internet has turned upside down now, like boiling oil poured into boiling water.

"Fuck, come and tell me someone, I'm not blind, Lin Yan, the girl suspected of making a fake, she is Qiao Ran???"

"This world is too ridiculous. If she is Qiao Ran, I am Picasso."

"Xiao Feng from upstairs flicked his tongue. Qiao Ran, but Yan Kui personally authenticated Lin Yan."

"I think we still need to calm down, maybe Yan Kui's account has been hacked."

...

At the same time, Wu Yilin didn't bother to knock on the door, and pushed open Wu Yuhan's door with a look of being struck by lightning: "Yan Kui said Lin Yan is Qiao Ran?"

Wu Yuhan was listening to music with earphones on, she took off the earphones in surprise and looked at her cousin: "What?"

She doubted her ears.

"Lin Yan is Qiao Ran, and the Mo Keju painting was painted by her as a gift to Ye Wan, so it's true!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wu Yuhan hurriedly picked up the phone and flipped through it, feeling her head buzzing.

Is the painting of Mo Keju real?
Forget it, how could Lin Yan be Qiao Ran?
A master of traditional Chinese painting does not need decades of accumulation. She has become a master at this age. What a talent that must be. God is chasing after him!

"I, I'll make a call to Youyou."

After all, he dialed Lin You's cell phone.

Lin You bit his lip and frowned, listening to Wu Yuhan's panicked voice.

"Didn't you say that Yan Kui is Qiao Ran? Now Yan Kui says that Qiao Ran is Lin Yan, what's going on?"

Lin You took a deep breath: "How do I know, when Yan Kui came to my house, he also admitted it himself."

"Youyou, what's the matter?" Mrs. Lin came over and asked when she heard her voice.

Lin You bit her lip, not wanting her grandma to know what happened on the Internet.

Especially the fact that Lin Yan is Qiao Ran.

At this moment, she wished that all the news on the Internet would disappear.

Because although Mrs. Lin doesn't like Lin Yan, it's determined by her deep-rooted thoughts. Disappointing.

At this time, Dong Lixin hurriedly rushed downstairs: "Mom, it's said on the Internet..."

Seeing Lin You's embarrassment, she swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"What did you say?"

Mrs. Lin asked dissatisfied.

"Say, Lin Yan is Qiao Ran."

Mrs. Lin was stunned, feeling that the two names were very familiar, but she couldn't put them together.

It took a long time to react: "Lin Yan Qiaoran? Is that... the master of Chinese painting?"

Dong Lixin nodded reluctantly.

"What the hell is this stinky girl doing? If she were Qiao Ran, my life would have been in vain for decades. Hmph," the old lady snorted coldly with disdain, and said with a sense of superiority: "You know how much Chinese painting is? Is it difficult? Knowing how many years of accumulation each master of Chinese painting needs to be seen by people, only those who know nothing about Chinese painting dare to speak such wild words. Who said it on the Internet?" Mrs. Lin was tired of talking, and casually picked up the A cup of tea, asked.

"Yan, Yan Kui."

(End of this chapter)