Jiang Fanxing's words were said lightly, but they were the words that could poke Jiang Nan's heart the most.

Jiang Nan's whole body trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

"Is this young lady alright? I see that your limbs are stiff, your face is pale, your lips are trembling, and your mouth is slurred, like a precursor to a stroke, do you need me to help you call 120? Su Yijiang on the side asked with great concern.

Everyone at the table knew his identity, and with his determined look, they all believed it, but none of them wanted to help.

"You...... You...... You ......"

"Don't get excited, if you are excited in this situation, it is very likely that you will be half paralyzed." Su Yijiang was concerned.

Jiang Nanyan, "......"

She only felt that her head was buzzing, and the pain was terrible, what did she do wrong to be so humiliated by these people!

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"Please Jiang ...... Miss Jiang Nanyan shows off her auction work! At this time, there was a slightly puzzled voice from the host on the stage, probably because she didn't expect Jiang Nanyan again.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Jiang Nanyan, who was pale.

Jiang Nanyan woke up like a dream, quickly sorted out his appearance, glared at Jiang Fanxing sharply, and then went on stage.

Her last look made Jiang Fanxing's heart skip a beat.

In the complicated eyes of everyone, Jiang Nanyan once again stepped onto the stage.

"If your skin was half as thick as hers, you wouldn't be bullied like this!" Bai Jingjing looked at Jiang Nanyan, who was on the upper body of the drama spirit, and said to Jiang Fanxing slowly.

Jiang Fanxing, the words "......" seem to make a lot of sense.

"Hello everyone, the auction work I brought today is Su Dongpo's "Ode to the Imperial Book"!" Jiang Nanyan announced excitedly.

Compared with the 'poppy rouge', the "Ode to the Imperial Book" is more collectible, especially for some painting and calligraphy lovers.

But......

Jiang Fanxing cast a puzzled gaze in the past, how could Jiang Nanyan have Su Dongpo's "Ode to the Imperial Book"? Could it be......

The one that her mother Ning Chexuan owned was just a Ming Dynasty rubbing, and it was accidentally destroyed by herself many years ago.

Jiang Nanyan's ......

Could it be that she will fake it to deceive people?

"Is it the real thing?"

A middle-aged man in the audience asked the same doubts as Jiang Fanxing.

Jiang Nanyan was proud, "Of course it is genuine, it is a treasure that my father has collected for many years." If it weren't for charity this time, Dad wouldn't be willing to take it out. ”

Jiang Fanxing, "......" Jiang Mingsong's treasures that have been collected for many years? Could it really be the rubbings she destroyed?

Jiang Fanxing recalled the events of that year.

At that time, she was only five or six years old, and when she was practicing calligraphy, she accidentally knocked over the inkstone, and the rubbing book "Ode to the Imperial Book" was destroyed like this.

She still remembers that Jiang Mingsong said that he would throw it away.

Wait a minute.

Throw away......

Didn't he throw it away, but secretly hid it?

"In such an occasion, how can I deceive people with fake things? This is too frustrating, what I hate most in my life is hypocrisy, hypocrisy, hypocrisy. Jiang Nanyan was afraid that others would not believe her, so she said righteously.

Jiang Fanxing's eyes are complicated, does Jiang Nanyan really know or pretend not to know?

"It took my dad a lot of effort to get this work, but he told me that it doesn't matter how much money he can make, what matters is how many children he can help."

At this time, Jiang Nanyan was no longer embarrassed just now, wearing a well-tailored evening dress and exquisite makeup, making her look no different from her who was once popular in the entertainment industry.

As if, she is still the innocent little flower that everyone holds in the palm of her hand to flatter.