Yun Ya smiled, and Ye Xiaoxiao, provoked, said, "Let’s bet."
"Since it’s a bet, there should be so stakes, otherwise it would be boring. What does Miss Ye think?" Yun Ya continued to smile, showing no temper.
"What do you want to bet on?" Ye Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes.
Dongfang Yi looked at Ji Yunya with so doubt in her heart. Logically speaking, Ye Xiaoxiao wouldn’t do sothing so tacky, but judging by Ji Yunya’s deanor, she believed it a bit. After all, having interacted with Ji Yunya a few tis, she knew Ji Yunya wasn’t one to make baseless claims. Perhaps this painting is really a fake, but then again, how could it be determined as a fake with just a glance?
She placed her bet on Ji Yunya, so she couldn’t stand by and watch Ye Xiaoxiao get into trouble. After all, they were allies on the sa side. She smiled and said, "Whether it’s genuine or fake, openly betting like this is inappropriate. Miss Ji, please give so face for my sake and don’t hold it against Xiaoxiao. She has a bit of a fiery temperant, please be more tolerant. As the saying goes, take a step back and the sea becos vast."
Yun Ya inwardly sneered. Dongfang Yi shifted the bla onto her with just a few words, and if she acknowledged it, she would be seen as deliberately causing trouble, leading to many nasty rumors. Besides, how valuable is her face, and why should she give her face?
Unfortunately, Dongfang Yi desperately signaled Ye Xiaoxiao, but Ye Xiaoxiao didn’t care.
"Cousin, she claid my painting is fake. If word gets out, how will I show my face, and where will the Ye family place their pride? So, we must bet. Let’s do it this way: the loser kneels in front of the winner, kowtows three tis, and loudly admits, ’I was wrong.’ How about it? Do you dare to bet?" Ye Xiaoxiao finished, raising her eyebrows proudly, looking at Ji Yunya with a gaze filled with hatred and arrogance.
If she had proposed it, it might have seed an, but now that Ye Xiaoxiao said it willingly, she was more than happy.
Actually, she was curious where Ye Xiaoxiao got the confidence to believe her painting was genuine?
"Okay." Yun Ya nodded with a smile.
Yan Lan looked at her worriedly, "Yun Ya..."
Zhuang Xiyue was also a bit worried; this Ye Xiaoxiao was simply hateful.
Yun Ya smiled and said, "Don’t worry, how could I possibly lose?"
Ye Xiaoxiao said loudly, "I bought this painting from a collector, and I have an appraisal certificate to prove it’s authentic." As she finished speaking, the host produced the certificate, showing it to everyone.
Indeed, it was a seal from the most authoritative appraisal institution in the country, and that couldn’t be fake, right? Although the dostic art market is rampant with fakes nowadays, in a setting like this, Ye Xiaoxiao wouldn’t fool anyone with a fake. Many people believed her and looked at Yun Ya with increasingly hostile eyes.
"So people, lacking real skills, insist on showing off to appear clever, but little do they know they look like clowns to others." Ye Xiaoxiao said sarcastically, glancing sideways at Yun Ya, clearly implying her.
Lady Ye always wore a faint smile and didn’t say a word about her daughter’s outlandish behavior. In fact, she was already disappointed in this daughter and knew she couldn’t control her. Actually, she didn’t want Ye Xiaoxiao to co today; she even put sleeping pills in her milk. But this clever girl discovered it, and they had a big fight before leaving. However, she never showed her emotions in front of outsiders.
She just hoped today’s incident wouldn’t get too ugly. Otherwise, once they returned, she’d have to give this girl a scolding. Otherwise, she would cause big trouble sooner or later.
Ning Zijin looked at Yun Ya worriedly and happened to et her gaze. Yun Ya gave a reassuring smile, only for a mont, then looked away. But Ning Zijin understood her look and felt relieved.
Yun Ya had always been smart. Ye Xiaoxiao wouldn’t get any advantage over her. Today, she would end up shooting herself in the foot.
Ye Xiaoxiao smugly said, "Ji Yunya, a bet is a bet."
Yun Ya said nothing, lifted her skirt, walked onto the stage, and casually took the microphone from the host, looking at a certain corner of the audience. "I’ve heard that Teacher Gao is quite accomplished in art appraisal. I am inexperienced and would like to ask Teacher Gao a few questions."
As Yun Ya spoke, everyone looked at the corner. A well-dressed woman in her fifties was sitting there. She blinked at the words, then smiled warmly and said, "What would you like to ask?"
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