Chapter 87: Agree to Him

Gu Wenyan could hardly believe it—this was Gu Yeting's request?

She had assumed that Gu Yeting, with all that confidence, was about to make a very difficult demand, only to find…

He actually just wanted her to call him "brother" once?

Had Gu Yeting lost his mind or something?

Gu Wenyan didn't answer, and Gu Yeting wasn't in any hurry either; he simply waited for her to give him a response.

Gu Wenyan was still wrestling with it.

She really wasn't sure whether to agree to him.

Calling him "brother" once wasn't exactly a loss—after all, if Gu Yeting could resolve this problem and turn all of Gu Mianmian's self-righteous doubts into a laughingstock, that would be quite an interesting thing too.

Gu Mianmian's face beside them went from white to green, green to purple—a brilliant, colorful display.

Gu Wenyan had still been hesitating, and didn't feel she had to agree to Gu Yeting, but after noticing the changes in Gu Mianmian's expression…

She felt that agreeing to Gu Yeting would be fine too.

After all, it was rare to see such a wonderful expression on Gu Mianmian, and it was unexpectedly amusing.

"Well? Have you decided?"

Gu Yeting's patience was finally about to run out.

Being able to wait this long for Gu Wenyan's answer had already pushed his patience to the extreme.

And now, what Gu Wenyan's answer actually was mattered a great deal.

Gu Wenyan knew Gu Mianmian didn't want her to agree, but whatever Gu Mianmian didn't want her to do, she had to do it anyway—just to make Gu Mianmian even more devastated.

Gu Wenyan reluctantly opened her mouth and said lightly, "If you can resolve today's problem, I can call you 'brother' once."

It was just calling him "brother" once—she wasn't losing anything, not even a scrap of flesh, so what was there to worry about?

With Gu Wenyan's agreement, Gu Mianmian's face turned completely white.

She could already glimpse what her relationship with Gu Yeting would become in the days to come, if he cared even more about Gu Wenyan.

All the advantages Gu Mianmian had taken for granted as certain victory had never actually been that strong.

She began to feel fear, something she had never experienced before…but now it was already too late, too late to have any chance of making things right again.

She could only accept a development different from what she had predicted.

But what could she do?

Gu Mianmian nearly bit through her own gums.

At this moment, Gu Yeting actually paid no attention at all to her attitude.

Because that was simply Gu Yeting's nature.

Deep in his bones there was a streak of wildness; after Gu Wenyan had provoked his pride, he wanted to regain his ground no matter what.

So, hearing Gu Wenyan agree to call him "brother," he was completely satisfied.

"Good, I'll resolve this for you right away."

Not far away, the situation was growing more and more serious; many people were not only shouting for refunds, but were even planning to take more extreme actions.

The security team was preparing to throw these troublemakers out—they couldn't let them ruin today's exhibition.

But they refused to leave.

"You have to refund our money! If you don't refund, we'll expose you online and make sure your exhibition hall can never operate again!"

"Exactly! We'll make you regret scamming us out of this money—people like you are disgusting!"

"Our hard-earned money was just swindled away by you! Spending so much to look at a fake! Who would willingly do that!"

"I'm certainly not willing to do that!"

"Right, this is just too ugly a way to behave!"

Just as the crowd was about to escalate into an even more troublesome situation, Gu Yeting strode out; his tall frame standing there immediately brought an overwhelming pressure.

The moment they saw Gu Yeting, even the shouting voices grew quieter.

"W-who are you?"

Gu Yeting swept a cold glance over the crowd: "You want refunds, don't you?"

"…That's right, we want refunds!"

"We didn't come here to be swindled—your behavior is shameless! We absolutely won't accept this!"

"Right? If you don't refund, we won't let this go—we're not the ones swallowing this loss!"

Gu Yeting stared at them coldly and smiled: "Fine, in that case, if this painting isn't fake, you won't ask for a refund either, right?"

"It isn't fake…didn't everyone already say it's fake? How could it possibly be real."

"Don't try to fool us just because we don't understand paintings—exactly, you still want to play us for fools! We're not that easy to toy with!"

"You rich people always treat us like idiots, don't you? You think ordinary people like us can be fooled so easily!"

Gu Yeting frowned, his presence overwhelmingly powerful: "What's the point of all this nonsense—I just need one definitive answer from you: if the painting is real, you won't ask for a refund."

Most of these people had already convinced themselves it was a fake, so they were quite blunt: "If it's a real painting, we won't ask for a refund! But the prerequisite is…it has to actually be real!"

"If it's fake, what's the point!"

"How do you confirm whether this painting is real or fake…"

Gu Yeting's voice was low: "The people who spoke earlier claimed to be critics, and they boasted that having seen many similar paintings they could judge real from fake—but surely there are people whose opinion matters more than theirs."

"Whose opinion could possibly matter more? I can't think of anyone whose opinion matters more!"

"They're already so professional—who else could we possibly trust?"

"Of course, trust…the painter's family. Because they personally watched the painter create Kashmir Lover, so they know best what is real and what is fake."

The crowd was stunned by these words, taking a long time to understand what he meant.

As Gu Wenyan gradually grasped it, she was also slightly taken aback—if it was what she thought, then Gu Yeting…

She was puzzled by this, but Gu Yeting had already lightly raised a finger, and with a single signal, someone brought in the important person he had arranged in advance, escorting her inside.

The crowd involuntarily parted.

"That blonde, blue-eyed foreigner — isn't she from the same country as the original artist?"

"She is! Oh, I did my homework ahead of time — she seems to be the painter's daughter!"

"She's the painter's daughter, it's her! I saw an interview with her before, and the report had her photo in it!"

"Wow, she's so beautiful!"

"They say the subject of Kashmir Lover was her mother, and she seems to carry a few traces of her likeness too."

Gu Yeting spoke with absolute confidence, every word ringing with authority: "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe that with even a little understanding, you will know that she is the artist's biological daughter, and also the family member who stayed by the artist's side the entire time Kashmir Lover was being created."

His cold, proud gaze swept over the crowd as he stressed once more: "I believe she is more qualified than any single one of you here to judge whether Kashmir Lover is genuine or a forgery!"