Chapter 82: Must See Gu Wenyan Lose Face!

"Second Brother, where do you think this painting would be best displayed in your exhibition hall?" Gu Mianmian said with a smile. "Your exhibition hall has been very popular lately; many people travel thousands of miles just to see your exhibition."

Mentioning the career and art he cared about most, a faint smile finally appeared on Gu Yefeng's cold, aloof face: "That's right."

The Art Museum's operations had been better than expected lately, and Gu Yefeng always responded in just a few simple words, never liking long speeches.

Gu Mianmian knew this was his personality, and not only was she not annoyed, she was actually looking forward to it.

Looking forward to him completely changing his attitude toward her because of this painting.

"Second Brother, when are you going next time? I'll go with you!" Gu Mianmian asked happily. "I want to see with my own eyes what this painting looks like hanging in your exhibition hall!"

He nodded: "Sure."

Gu Mianmian shot Gu Wenyan a smug glance, flaunting her unique status in front of Gu Wenyan.

After all, most of the time… Gu Yefeng didn't like others getting involved in his work.

For him, his art career was an absolute ideal that must not be profaned, and one he allowed no one to be overly involved in.

But Gu Yefeng had already agreed to let her go, which meant that in Second Brother's heart…

She was his most pampered and most important little sister! No one else could ever replace her!

How could Gu Wenyan possibly hold a more important place in his heart?

But before Gu Mianmian could enjoy it for even a few seconds, Gu Wenyan also asked with a smile: "I'm very interested too. Second Brother, could you take me along as well?"

Gu Yefeng…

Without hesitation: "Sure."

He had agreed to her as well.

Gu Mianmian's eyes bulged so wide they nearly fell out of their sockets; she wanted nothing more than to rush over and tear at Gu Wenyan right then.

It took every ounce of strength to barely hold back the surge of emotion, and she said in a snide tone: "Sister, I was the one who suggested it first. What would you go for? Surely you don't also want to see the scene of the painting I gave Second Brother hanging in the exhibition hall?"

"If that's the case, I don't mind you tagging along either…"

"Of course, I saw the painting you gave Second Brother, and suddenly felt it was quite nice."

"That's right…" Gu Mianmian thought to herself, as long as she knows!

"I begged so many friends, and poured out every bit of savings I've had over the past few years!"

This was absolutely a sure-win deal. Although Gu Mianmian had spent a fortune on this painting now, it looked like she was at a loss.

But Gu Mianmian knew that, given the gifts Gu Yefeng bought her from time to time, and the transfers he made to her every holiday…

They could easily exceed the price of this painting. So as long as she kept Gu Yefeng happy, she would have endless money to enjoy!

She would never sacrifice the big for the small…

Gu Wenyan deliberately liked to cause trouble whenever Gu Mianmian was happy, and the smile on her face widened: "Second Brother, I have an oil painting called Kashmir Lover. I wonder if you'd like it?"

Earlier, Gu Yefeng's gaze had only rippled slightly, with no major change in his expression overall.

But at this moment, his expression changed abruptly, and an unusually rare light appeared in his eyes: "What did you say? Kashmir Lover?"

"Yes, that Kashmir Lover."

"You actually… How did it end up in your hands?" Gu Yefeng's once indifferent, emotionless attitude underwent a tremendous change, as if the heavens had flipped over the earth.

He was even a little excited, his gaze at Gu Wenyan full of warmth.

Their conversation was like a guessing game, and it left Gu Mianmian completely baffled. She quickly took out her phone to search online, and only then did she learn…

That this Kashmir Lover was by a contemporary, exceptionally gifted painter. During his lifetime, his works had not been recognized by the world.

It was only after his death that some of his avant-garde paintings gained recognition from critics and collectors, and were thus hyped up to astronomical prices.

The most intriguing among them was that Kashmir Lover.

There were many different discussions about this painting. Some said it was a self-portrait, depicting the artist himself.

Others said it was of a same-sex lover of his.

Still others said the painting was entirely a product of wild imagination.

There were all kinds of theories, but this painting had never circulated on the market. Only a few of his friends, and his descendants, had seen the original.

When the painter passed away, no one knew where he had placed this painting, but people had been searching for it ever since. m.

Upon learning that the painting was in Gu Wenyan's hands, before Gu Yefeng could even comment, Gu Mianmian could not wait to challenge: "Hardly anyone has seen the true face of this painting. Sister, you could just pull out any random painting and pretend it's this work to fool us."

"One could indeed pull out any random painting to fake it, but his brushstrokes, his habitual painting style, his soul… no one can imitate them."

Gu Wenyan said calmly and composedly: "Any appreciator who is interested in him can tell. He absolutely cannot be imitated."

And as it happened, Gu Yefeng was absolutely obsessed with this painter, and had long been devoted to collecting his works.

Unfortunately, most of those paintings were no longer circulating on the market. Even with enough money, Gu Yefeng might not be able to buy them.

After all, there were so many rich people in this world; having money truly didn't mean one could accomplish everything.

Gu Yefeng spoke, his voice low and husky: "Could you let me take a look at this painting in advance?"

"The painting hasn't been shipped over yet. Wait a few days, Second Brother. Don't worry, as you should have been able to confirm before, I never tell lies."

Gu Yefeng stayed indoors year-round, so his skin was very fair. Combined with his sculpted features and deep-set eyes, he looked a bit like a medieval vampire.

His cold, aloof manner was the most captivating.

And when he smiled, it made everything around him seem to come alive.

At this moment, a genuine smile once again appeared at the corner of Gu Yefeng's mouth: "Yes, I believe you wouldn't deceive me."

It had been a long time since Gu Mianmian had seen a smile like that on his face!

Once again, Gu Wenyan had effortlessly… made him treat her so differently!

Gu Yefeng completely forgot about Gu Mianmian and began chatting with Gu Wenyan about the past and present of the Kashmir Lover. When it came to such profound topics, Gu Mianmian simply couldn't join in.

Gu Mianmian was practically going crazy.

Gu Wenyan glanced at her in a spare moment, her eyes calm and flat, without even a hint of provocation.

Yet it made Gu Mianmian so angry that a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat, and she nearly passed out.

Gu Mianmian thought it over and over—she couldn't let Gu Wenyan keep gloating!

She simply posted anonymously online, spreading the word so everyone would know that Gu Wenyan had such a painting in her hands.

If it turned out to be fake… Gu Wenyan would lose face!