Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again C.2908 Sister Nian Has Already Got the Painting

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"I told you, you can't keep that painting," Ye Wangchuan said calmly.

Lu Yiming's expression darkened. "What do you mean?"

He was a little angry.

Ye Wangchuan briefly told him that Leonard from the reclusive families had his eyes on this painting. He also told him what he had found out.

If Leonard could not buy the painting, he might get it by force.

"How confident do you think the Lu family is about keeping this painting?"

Lu Yiming fell silent.

He was even more certain now about why Ji Ziyin was suddenly anxious to meet him.

"This painting is a hot potato. It's inconvenient for you to give it to anyone now, and not many people dare to ask for it…"

"I can give it to the reclusive families," Lu Yiming said coldly.

Ye Wangchuan chuckled, sounding a little lazy. "Alright, give it to them."

Of course, Lu Yiming would not sell the painting to Leonard.

The people from the independent continent had never been deeply involved with the reclusive families. He would have given it to them long ago if he wanted to give it to them. He would not have refused for so long.

Lu Yiming decided after a short consideration. "How much are you paying for the painting?"

"Triple the price." Ye Wangchuan was quite generous.

Lu Yiming thought he might have to give it to him for free. After all, this painting had cost him a lot of money. Previously, Leonard's people had said they were buying it, but they were willing to pay less than one-tenth of the original price. It was no different from robbery!

Lu Yiming was a rare person from the Lu family with some backbone, so he was very dissatisfied. "Three times the price?"

"Aren't I buying a painting? Shouldn't I show some sincerity?" Ye Wangchuan did not waste time with him. "Tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, someone will be waiting at the coffee shop outside the Intercontinental Hotel. Bring the painting with you. I'll transfer the money to you now."

Bright Gate was rich.

Thus, he was not short of money.

It was just a painting.

Although it was an astronomical price, Ye Wangchuan did not lack anything.

Lu Yiming's cell phone dinged. He took it away and saw that a sum of money was transferred into his bank account.

The man was already so honest.

He could not drag it out any longer.

He pursed his lips and said, "10:00 A.M. tomorrow, right? I'll be there on time."

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The next day. 𝗳r𝚎𝐞w𝐞𝚋𝗻𝗼vel.𝗰o𝐦

10:05 A.M.

Qiao Nian did not go to the research institute. Instead, she arrived at the coffee shop on time.

Lu Yiming was already sitting by the window. Beside him was something the size of a drawing board wrapped in a white cloth.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and walked into the coffee shop.

"Welcome."

The shop assistant greeted her warmly. "What would you like to drink?"

"A glass of lemonade with ice." Qiao Nian walked straight to Lu Yiming's table, pulled out the chair opposite him, and sat down. "I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way, so I'm a few minutes late."

Lu Yiming did not expect the person he was waiting for to be Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian's iconic baseball cap was too eye-catching. He recognized the person opposite him at a glance.

"You?" Lu Yiming was a little surprised.

Coincidentally, the waiter brought the lemonade at this moment.

Qiao Nian took a sip before looking up at him. "Where's the painting? Did you bring it?"

Lu Yiming silently placed the painting on the table and unwrapped it for her to examine. "This is it. Take a look."

Qiao Nian looked at it briefly before wrapping the painting again. Then, she stood up and said, "If someone asks you, tell them I stole your painting."

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