Translator: StarveCleric Editor: StarveCleric
“How can you be so sure that Miss Liang’s inkstone is the real one and Yaoyao’s is fake?”
Lin Jiage’s question caused the entire banquet hall to fall silent. Many gazes in the room swiftly turned in his direction.
Despite having the limelight on him, Lin Jiage didn’t appear to be nervous in the least. With his usual lackadaisical attitude, he glanced at Shi Yao and waited for her to swallow her food before stuffing another slice of cake into her mouth. After that, he began speaking, “Did Miss Liang swear on her name that her inkstone is authentic, or did Yaoyao admit that her inkstone is fake?”
Hearing that question, Lin Jiayi immediately concurred, “What Jiage said makes sense. The two inkstones might look similar, but it’s too early to tell which one is real and which one is fake yet. Why is everyone jumping to conclusions here?”
“I think that Miss Lin said makes perfect sense.”
“That’s right. Given that neither of the inkstones has been appraised yet, it seems far too rash to assume that the inkstone of the Lin Family’s future granddaughter-in-law is a fake…”
Hearing Lin Jiayi’s tone, the crowd swiftly changed their tune too.
Hearing the discussions around him, Lin Jiage’s lips curled into a mocking smile.
These spectators sure were a joke. It was just a moment ago that they were insisting that Soft Bun’s inkstone was a fake, but as soon as they refuted it, they changed their tune?
What was this world coming to?
As Lin Jiage thought, he fed another mouthful of cake to Shi Yao.
It was just that barely after Shi Yao gobbled down the cake, Shen Bailian, who had been standing next to Liang Mumu, spoke up, “Is there even a need to ask that question? Mumu spent 300,000 RMB to buy this inkstone through official sources, so there’s no way it could have been a fake…”
This time, before Lin Jiage could refute the argument, Lin Jiayi had already butted right in, “Just because it’s from an official source, you think that it’s bound to be real? Besides, the price of a good doesn’t necessarily indicate its authenticity. There are plenty of people who spent a huge fortune just to purchase an imitation. It looks like you have been living a sheltered life, Miss Shen.”
1Shen Bailian was discontented to be refuted by Lin Jiayi in such a manner, such that she immediately tried to argue her way back.
It was just that Lin Jiage wasn’t planning to give her a chance to speak at all. “Sis, I must say that there’s one thing you have gotten wrong over here. If a person doesn’t have the ability to tell an authentic good from an imitation, she would have no choice but to trust the judgment of official sources. Only those who have an eye for things would visit the antique market to fish for treasures.”
Liang Mumu, who had been silent all this while, heard Lin Jiage’s words and spoke up, “Brother Jiage is right, I can’t tell whether the inkstone is real or fake. So, I made sure to buy one with a certificate of authenticity.”
Who the hell is this dog Lin Jiage standing with? Why is he helping Liang Mumu?
Having been sabotaged by her ‘own teammate’, Lin Jiayi shot a displeased glare at Lin Jiage.
Lin Jiage could vividly sense the killing intent Lin Jiayi was directing at him, but he continued to feed Shi Yao with a calm expression on his face.
When it came to acting, I have never feared anyone before!
Look, didn’t I manage to prepare a beautiful pit that Liang Mumu simply couldn’t resist jumping into?
Since everything is ready, it’s time to start filling up the pit then…
After feeding yet another mouthful of cake to Shi Yao, Lin Jiage finally raised his gaze and spoke nonchalantly, “What my sis has mentioned earlier does make sense too. Just because an object is from an official source doesn’t mean it’s authentic. Since Miss Liang has acknowledged that she lacks the judgment to determine a real good from an imitation, I have a suggestion to make here…”