She slowly elongated her voice: "A few years ago, my grandfather personally invited Master Tian Guoxin to teach me how to draw."

Lu Ming paused and remembered this incident...

Lu Xinran is indeed a painting art student. He should be in his third year of high school this year, but due to filming and the Lu family, it doesn’t matter whether she takes the college entrance examination or not! Anyway, she will go to a famous foreign design college in the future, and there is not much difference.

As for Master Tian Guoxin... he was the veteran of the oil painting industry who Lu Ming personally invited him to leave the mountain.

There are so many girls in the Lu family, but in the end, Master Tian only taught Lu Xinran and Ning Wanwan. For some reason, Lu Ming knew better than anyone else - he originally asked Tian Guoxin for Ning Wanwan!

As for Lu Xinran, he was just a waste to cover up his feelings!

Therefore, Lu Xinran's words are half true and half false. She does know how to draw, but this level of design is definitely not something she can draw!

Although Lu Ming is mainly responsible for the Lu family's medical affairs, it does not mean that he cannot tell the difference.

What's more, the technique of this painting...there are vague traces of another person.

He looked at the works on the screen and felt a little ache. After a while, he said, "You bring the painting to the office tomorrow, I will check it out." After that, Lu Ming repeated again, "I'll ask you again, is this painting really what you painted?"

Lu Xinran didn't care about him, and he would always drag someone into the water!

She smiled, raised her eyebrows high, and was very provocative: "What do Brother Ming think?"

Lu Ming was silent for ten seconds, and a voice that endured his anger came from the microphone: "Is this Wanwan's work?"

Lu Xinran mocked: "So what? Did she write her name on the design?"

After saying that, she turned to the back of the paper, as if she remembered something, took a black signature pen from the table, pulled apart the cover, and quickly wrote down her name: Lu Xinran.

The tip of the pen stroked across the paper, with a rustling sound.

Lu Ming must have realized what she was doing and immediately said angrily: "Lu Xinran, you dare!"

"Oh, why don't I dare? I've written it down?" Lu Xinran smiled so evilly, "I didn't expect this to happen yet. Brother Ming, you reminded me?"

Lu Ming creaked his hands on the other end of the phone.

"Don't be angry, the overall situation is the most important thing!" Lu Xinran looked at his name on the paper with satisfaction, "Brother Ming, what if this is Ning Wanwan's work? Could it be that at the Lu family's press conference, can we use a dead work to count?"

Lu Ming's voice was cold: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say, the overall situation is the most important thing!" Lu Xinran's tone became colder inch by inch, as if he had grasped some handle, and was very proud, "In the past, Brother Ming could even give up Ning Wanwan, let alone her work? Anyway, it can help the Lu family overcome difficulties, why not do it?

Alas... I want to make her public and to put her name on the altar. Unfortunately... Grandpa doesn't allow it! Brother Ming, how angry would Grandpa be if Ning Wanwan's works appeared at the press conference? He finally picked out the Lu family back then, and you insisted on sinking into the abyss?"

"Lu Xinran!"
Chapter completed!