The next day, Jiang Jingchen and Tang Beibei met John and his wife at the art exhibition.
Tang Beibei exclaimed when she walked into the magnificent art exhibition. She was even more shocked when she saw the prices of some of the artwork.
A painting could be sold for millions, or even tens of millions of yuan!
She couldn't afford it. No way.
"Beibei, do you like this painting?"
When Jiang Jingchen saw her stop in front of a painting, he thought she liked it.
Tang Beibei waved her hand. "Not really. I'm just looking at this painting that's worth more than ten million yuan. I just want to see what's so valuable about this painting, but I can't see anything special about it. Could it be that I don't have any artistic talent? I'm a philistine indeed!"
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