"You!" Jiang Xue's face turned red with anger, but she couldn't say anything since there were so many people present.
Jiang Xue glared at Xiang Jun. She was about to say something but he continued, "On the day of my birthday banquet, you didn't create the painting you brought to celebrate my birthday, did you?"
Jiang Xue was shocked. She didn't expect this old man to have such sharp eyes. Jiang Xue covered up her guilty conscience and said with a smile, "Grandpa, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Xiang Jun snorted coldly and mocked, "If I can't even tell this, I've lived in vain. Your painting that day and Shen Xi's work for today's competition, as well as the painting in the photo, were clearly drawn by the same person!"
Jiang Xue didn't want to talk to Xiang Jun anymore, so she said, "Grandpa, you've mistaken."
Xiang Jun glanced at Jiang Xue. He didn't expect this woman to be so thick-skinned.
