"Qing Huang?"
"The legendary Qing Huang?"
"Which Qing Huang?"
"How many Qing Huangs are there?"
"Are we talking about the Z country's oil painting master Qing Huang? She recently sold a painting at an auction for 80 million. She's mysterious and has never appeared in public."
"But without a confirmed identity, couldn't someone impersonate her?"
"You don't understand. Her artistic style is unique and impossible to replicate. Her paintings can't be forged."
"But could this really be a painting by Qing Huang? I heard she rarely creates art, and getting one of her pieces is like winning the lottery. What connection does Ye Nan Huang have with Qing Huang?"
"But, the Old Master just confirmed it. That pretty much confirms it's a painting by Qing Huang."
The crowd below continued to discuss animatedly.
Mu Yun's face changed dramatically as she examined the painting closely. The more she looked, the more shocked she became.
Qing Huang, it really seemed to be the work of Qing Huang.
Bao Shen, after examining the painting, fixed his gaze entirely on Nan Huang.
When did she get to know Qing Huang? And how much money did she use to buy this painting?
When did she become so wealthy?
Seemingly, a pile of secrets lay hidden within this wife of his, whom he had been married to for a year, and he knew nothing about them.
At that moment, Nan Huang softly spoke, "The Old Master is correct; this is indeed a work by Qing Huang."
Her words caused another round of gasps from the audience, especially those who understood oil painting, who rushed forward to appraise the painting.
The Old Master furrowed his brows and said, "This is indeed an authentic work by Qing Huang, but there's still some wet paint here. It was completed not long ago."
Nan Huang remained silent.
The Old Master continued, "Miss Ye, could you tell me where Master Qing Huang is right now?"
Nan Huang replied, "I don't know."
The Old Master continued, "If Master Qing Huang is willing to give a painting as a gift to Miss, it shows that you have a close relationship with her. This painting is newly done, so Master Qing Huang should still be nearby, right?"
Nan Huang remained silent.
The Old Master persisted, "Don't misunderstand me; I just want to learn from Master Qing Huang if she's available. If Miss Ye can, please convey my request."
Nan Huang remained silent for a while and then replied with respect, "Old Master, I will try to convey your message to Qing Huang. But I cannot guarantee whether she will be willing to meet you."
The Old Master nodded in satisfaction and said to Grandma Bao, "Madam Bao, would you consider parting with this painting? I am willing to purchase it for 80 million."
With the Old Master's offer, the crowd gasped again.
80 million, he just opened with that amount!
Mu Yun's face darkened. Her painting had been bid up to a few hundred thousand, while this painting by Ye Nan Huang had been offered 80 million.
The difference in value was striking.
Mu Yun clenched her lips and the hand she had hidden away trembled slightly.
At that moment, from the second floor, a tall man with an imposing presence loudly declared, "Our Fifth Master Rong says he is willing to purchase this painting for 500 million. Madam Bao, are you willing to part with it? Also, our Fifth Master would like to ask Miss Ye the name of this painting."
The entire crowd was stunned.
500 million! Fifth Master Rong...
Bao Shen and Grandma Bao exchanged glances.
They were not only curious about how Ye Nan Huang knew the legendary oil painting master Qing Huang but also concerned about handling this situation without offending Fifth Master Rong.
500 million was a substantial sum, and they wondered how much business one needed to do to earn that much.
Meanwhile, Ye Nan Huang's gaze remained on her painting. She didn't mind giving it away now; it felt like she was letting go of a piece of her own darkness. Whether the recipient sold it or kept it as a collectible, it was no longer her concern.
With a smile, she said, "I wish to dedicate this painting to you, Grandma. However you choose to dispose of it is entirely up to you."
Grandma Bao smiled even more, her face radiant, and said, "Thank you, Nan Huang. In that case, let's give this painting to Fifth Master Rong."
"Grandma, this Ye Miss is really your daughter-in-law. She gave away such a valuable gift without hesitation. I really envy you. If only my daughter-in-law were half as good as yours."
"Oh, she just made a good friend; her own abilities are nowhere near yours, Madam."
The elderly people in the crowd exchanged banter.
Mu Yun also had her own calculations. Even though the painting Ye Nan Huang had given was worth a lot, it wasn't her own creation. She muttered, "Using someone else's painting as a gift doesn't really showcase any talent. Unlike our Yun Jie, who is a top-notch artist herself."
Zhao Gang glanced at Mu Yun, and the distinction between their talents was clear.
(End of this chapter)
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