The Hidden Heiress Is a Secret Big Shot

Chapter 85: Chapter 85 My Fiancée Is the Most Amazing Chapter 85: Chapter 85 My Fiancée Is the Most Amazing The expansive art gallery fell silent for a moment.

Only Qingwu was heard inside, inspecting the paintings and demanding they be repositioned or removed entirely.

Qingwu stood before a painting, the large canvas towering over her. The lush mountains layered in the background, a young girl’s dress fluttering gracefully, she looked like a fairy standing before the green mountains.

Tan Hua approached and introduced, “Miss, this painting was brought in for exhibition by Ms. Shen Yurou. It’s Shen Yurou’s original work, and President Shen has also acknowledged it, saying her painting was quite good.”

Shen Yurou’s work?

“Have you ever seen Master Ji’s ‘Charming Green Mountain’?”

“Master Ji’s works, not every piece is honored with my glance…”

Who was Ji Changfeng anyway, but a master in oil painting, a national treasure whose paintings were often gifted to Hua Country’s foreign guests as prestigious presents?

As a gallery manager, when would he ever have the opportunity to see such works on a whim?

“‘Charming Green Mountain,’ it’s conveniently in my study right now.”

Qingwu took out her phone to show Tan Hua the piece hanging in her study.

The Shen Family had prepared a study for each child, and not knowing Qingwu’s preferences, Zuo Wanjun had asked her opinion on the arrangements and set it up according to her wishes.

“Charming Green Mountain” was Master Ji Changfeng’s first painting gifted to Qingwu, inspired by her name; there was only this one in the world.

Previously, when Ji Changfeng held an exhibition, he had also ordered that painting to be displayed.

The painting before them now was a complete forgery of “Charming Green Mountain”!

Seeing the painting on Qingwu’s phone, then at the one hanging before him, Tan Hua broke into a nervous sweat.

“Miss… But yet, this is Ms. Shen Yurou’s work, and we don’t dare say to take it away just like that…”

Qingwu said calmly, “In my gallery, creation and imitation are welcome; Master Ji always encourages learning his techniques, but a counterfeit claiming originality cannot be tolerated. This painting must be dealt with.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Tan Hua had no choice, so he called Shen Yurou.

“What? Is Qingwu insane? What right does she have to discard my work? That gallery clearly belongs to my grandfather, what gives Qingwu the authority?”

“Ms. Shen, the young miss is currently the gallery’s owner, and Elder Zuo has already given the gallery to her.”

The phone in Shen Yurou’s hand nearly shattered from her grip!

That gallery was something she had long had her eye on; the location and its prestige were perfect for her. As long as Zuo Jing’an relented and gifted it to her, she’d have enough clout to boast among the elite daughters in Beijing.

She had loved “Charming Green Mountain” the moment she saw it at an exhibition.

After painstakingly replicating it, it was taken by Master Ji Changfeng; few had seen it at all, even Shen Boyi didn’t realize it was a forgery when he first saw it… How did Qingwu know it was fake?

That country bumpkin was definitely jealous of her talent, slandering her on purpose!

Her heart was truly wicked!

Shen Yurou viciously pummeled her pillow a few times, grabbed her bag, and stormed out the door heading straight for Elder Zuo’s house.

Just because she hadn’t been around the Elder recently, Qingwu had found an opportunity. It must have been her sweet talk that made Elder Zuo give her the gallery!

Meanwhile.

As Qingwu left the gallery, she spotted a low-key yet luxurious Aston Martin parked opposite the gallery.

Global limited edition, requiring financial verification to purchase, only individuals with deposit accounts landing in the millions qualified for a test drive. Its selling price was especially hefty, not to mention the car body had been custom-modified, attracting many passersby to stop and admire.

Annie, impeccably dressed in a suit, stood in front of the car, smiling as she bowed to Qingwu.

Qingwu strode towards the vehicle and got in as soon as Annie opened the door.

Inside the car, Pei Jue was dressed in a sharp custom-made suit, tie perfectly knotted. Intentional or not, there was a leaf motif embroidered at his collar, clearly a creation by Ye Yi, indicating its substantial value.

Qingwu nearly forgot she had made that suit; it seemed that last year a so-called “big financier,” according to Ji Qiurong, had commissioned several suits from Ye Yi while Beidou Star’s experimental funding was running low, and Qingwu had worked on it overnight.

She hadn’t anticipated that the only suit Ye Yi crafted would end up with Pei Jue…

Ji Qiurong, while assisting, had marveled at the suit owner’s impressive physique, saying if he were a fashion model, he’d surely be the industry’s top card…

Thinking of this, Qingwu’s face flushed slightly, and she cleared her throat uneasily.

Originally immersed in a financial report at his side, Pei Jue looked up with concern at her soft cough.

“Feeling unwell? Annie, to the hospital.”

“No need, I’m a doctor myself.”

Pei Jue put away the financial report, apologetically extended his hand, and drew Qingwu’s small hand close, his features unusually gentle under the car’s ambient light.

“Apologies, I’ve been quite busy these past few days, haven’t had time to come accompany you.”

She hadn’t mentioned she needed company though.

Qingwu attempted to pull her hand back, and Pei Jue, with a smile, let go.

He merely wanted to see if her hand felt cold; though reluctant, he didn’t want to do anything that might upset her.

Yet when he released her hand, Qingwu inexplicably felt a tinge of disappointment…

“How did you know I was here?”

“I called Zuo Mansion, and your grandfather told me. I remember this gallery was under his name, came to see a painting?”

He had no idea the young miss had a penchant for art galleries; the Pei Clan’s holdings included many art galleries, all of which he could offer her.

“Here for work.”

Pei Jue was a bit surprised, not expecting Elder Zuo to be so willing; she’d just turned nineteen, and already taken over the gallery.

“Artists can be notoriously difficult to deal with, should my fiancée need anything, don’t hesitate to ask for my help.”

Running a gallery wasn’t as easy as it seemed, the most challenging part being the temperaments of the artists, each one more stubborn than the last.

His obscure little dear wasn’t one he wished to see vexed by those artists with their haughty airs.

Qingwu replied nonchalantly, “I don’t believe their temperaments are any worse than the members of the High Tower.”

Pei Jue paused, then recalled that his fiancée wasn’t some delicate “Vincetoxicum” in a greenhouse; she was his equal adversary.

Borderland assassins could be dealt with, so what’s a few painters in comparison?

Yet as she spoke, there was a hint of pride, and her chin lifted at a graceful angle, stirring something in Pei Jue’s heart.

His smile turned extraordinarily gentle and lingering, “Of course, my fiancée is the most formidable; I just can’t bear to see you unhappy. Would you join me for a meal?”

It was rare for the president of the Pei Group to lower his head in such a manner, the humility of someone of high standing was particularly endearing.

Qingwu nodded, agreeing to the proposition.

“Alright.”

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