Qiao Mo ignored her several tis, and Chen Shiqing’s expression also grew colder. Following Qiao Mo’s gaze, she also seriously scrutinized the painting in front of them.
"Miss Qiao, can you understand this painting?"
Qiao Mo responded indifferently: "Not really, just here for the spectacle."
Chen Shiqing laughed: "For the spectacle?"
"Miss Chen understands it well?" Qiao Mo turned her head, smiling ambiguously.
Chen Shiqing chuckled, thinking Qiao Mo wanted to put her in a difficult position in front of everyone.
But it’s just a painting, what’s so difficult about that?
"This painting is called ’Madam de Pompadour’. The woman in the painting was born into a family of financial speculators in Paris, renowned as the first beauty of the Louis dynasty, later becoming the mistress of Louis XV."
At this point, Chen Shiqing paused slightly, looking at Qiao Mo with pointed intent: "But unfortunately, being a mistress often does not end well. Although King Louis XV granted her affection and power beyond what ordinary people could imagine, she had two miscarriages, her beloved daughter passed away, and she died young."
Chen Shiqing withdrew her gaze and continued to recount so of Madam Pompadour’s life events.
This drew many people around to co forward and listen attentively.
"This painting was originally supposed to be collected at the Munich Old Gallery, its price imasurable, but surprisingly, the C family managed to borrow this painting, showcasing their influence and financial power," Chen Shiqing spoke again, eloquently.
Qiao Mo also listened intently, but the corners of her mouth maintained a slight curve.
After Chen Shiqing finished talking, she turned to look at Qiao Mo.
"Hmm... just thinking how Miss Chen is so knowledgeable and erudite, truly admirable." Qiao Mo started to complint.
A hint of pride flickered in Chen Shiqing’s eyes, and she sneered: "Actually, it’s just superficial things."
Imdiately, soone in the surrounding crowd praised: "Miss Chen knows so much, truly insightful..."
"Who wouldn’t say so? Didn’t expect her research on paintings to be so deep, if our Yuan Yuan could have half of Miss Chen’s knowledge, I would be at ease."
"Born as a daughter like Chen Shiqing, whoever marries Miss Chen from the Chen family will be lucky."
Upon hearing this, Chen Shiqing’s two friends started to echo the praise.
"Our Shi Qing was raised with high-end education from a young age, unlike so outsider and nouveau riche, who can only watch the spectacle."
"Who wouldn’t say so, still pretending by holding a notebook, anyone who didn’t know would think she understood a lot."
As the two sang in unison, Chen Shiqing intervened: "One shouldn’t speak like this, maybe Miss Qiao also has her own insights, after all these years she must have been to quite a few occasions, surely she’s seen so of the world, don’t you think, Miss Qiao?"
Seeing Chen Shiqing clearly intending to embarrass her, Qiao Mo no longer hid her thoughts.
Turning her gaze back to the painting in front of her, she spoke again: "I wouldn’t dare call it insight, but indeed I have so views."
"Oh? Please share."
"Just now, Miss Chen ntioned that this painting was originally collected at Munich Old Gallery, borrowed for exhibition, its market value imasurable, right?" Qiao Mo asked.
Chen Shiqing responded: "Correct."
Qiao Mo slightly curved her lips: "In my opinion, this painting should still be at Munich Old Gallery."
As Qiao Mo spoke, the crowd around them began to discuss, unsure of her aning.
"Qiao Mo, stop showing off your knowledge, what exactly do you want to say?"
"Exactly, stop pretending you understand, the painting is right in front of you, why bring up the Old Gallery!"
Qiao Mo smiled faintly, turning to face the crowd: "Because this painting is fake, it’s not the real Madam Pompadour."
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