Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Chi Yan and Chi Ze walked over from the corridor as the siblings chatted and laughed.
Zhu Limin’s eyes lit up when she saw Chi Yan holding a huge black bag. “Yanyan, you bought something back?”
Chi Yan nodded and walked straight to Chi Mingwei. She said excitedly, “Dad, there was a new artwork by AN at the auction today. So, I bought it.”
Chi Jiao, who was eating grapes, stopped in her tracks and looked up at her.
While Chi Yan was talking to Chi Mingwei, she had been secretly paying attention to Chi Jiao’s movements. When she saw Chi Jiao looking up at her, she hurriedly smiled at her and said, “Jiaojiao, if you haven’t been exposed to Chinese art before, you probably don’t know who AN is. AN is an outstanding genius Chinese artist. Dad and Little Ze both like their paintings very much.”
Being able to purchase a painting by AN today was an unexpected gain for Chi Yan.
Even if she had spent almost half of her savings to buy that painting, it was still worth it to her.
Indeed, when Chi Mingwei heard that Chi Yan had actually bought a painting by AN, his expression became excited. “Yanyan, let me see it quickly.”
Chi Yan carefully took out the painting and unfolded it before placing it on the coffee table.
It was a painting of mountains and rivers. The figures in the painting were perfectly combined with the vivid and lifelike natural scenery around them, giving off a comfortable and bright feeling.
Chi Jiao glanced at the painting. It was the one that she had painted not long ago.
“That’s right. It’s indeed AN’s painting. Her style is exuberant, grand, and very exquisite…” Chi Mingwei looked at the painting in appreciation.
“Daddy, this painting is for you,” Chi Yan said with a smile.
“Big Sis, you’re really amazing. I love this painting too.” Chi Ze looked at Chi Mingwei enviously.
His idol was AN. He had been working so hard to prepare for the art exhibition because he wanted to have a chance to meet AN.
AN was very mysterious. Up until now, no one had seen how old she was or what she looked like. However, a professional Chinese art master had speculated that AN was at least a middle-aged person. Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to draw such a rare and diluted painting.
However, Chi Ze didn’t care who AN was. After all, AN was his idol.
Seeing Chi Ze’s idolizing expression, Chi Jiao couldn’t help but shake her shoulders.
She felt a horrible chill run down her spine at being liked by such a fan.
But in the eyes of Zhu Limin and her daughter, Chi Jiao’s tightly furrowed brows made her seem like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.
“Ah, look at how happy we are talking. I forgot that Jiaojiao has never come into contact with Chinese art before. Jiaojiao, even if you can’t understand it, don’t be discouraged. If you want to understand Chinese art, then you have to pay attention to your artistic foundation. You haven’t come into contact with it in the past, so it’s normal that you don’t understand it.” Chi Yan raised her hand to cover her mouth and smiled, but there was no hint of apology in her eyes. Instead, there was only a gloating smile.
“It’s not a big deal. Jiaojiao, when AN organizes the art exhibition next time, we’ll bring you along. You can also understand what your father likes and cultivate your tastes a little,” Zhu Limin said as she sneered in her heart.
A country bumpkin like Chi Jiao would be an embarrassment even at an art exhibition.
“You can go, but you’d better not spout nonsense. AN’s art exhibition is filled with masters from the Chinese art world. If you act like you understand when you don’t, you’ll definitely become a joke.” Chi Ze looked at Chi Jiao disdainfully.
“Little Ze, how can you talk to your sister like that?” Chi Mingwei warned sternly. His expression changed to a smiling one as he looked at Chi Jiao. “Jiaojiao, don’t mind Little Ze’s words. You can only blame him for liking AN too much. Next time, Daddy will bring you to an art exhibition.”