Qin Yumo lifted his gaze toward Cheng Lie upon hearing this: "A forgery? Hah, I spent half a million to buy this piece."
"It's still a forgery," Cheng Lie looked at him, his eyes dark as ink.
Qin Yumo found this man truly insufferable. It was bad enough that he always went against him during normal times, and now he had the audacity to declare publicly that the painting he bought was fake.
His friend had helped him procure this piece—how could it possibly be a forgery?
"Don't make baseless accusations, Cheng Lie. I never thought you'd stoop so low. You're quite skilled at falsely accusing people, aren't you?" At this moment, Qin Yumo couldn't hold back anymore. Being called out by Cheng Lie in public, anyone would feel angry and indignant.
