Lin Jiao looked around expectantly.
When she saw Monet's painting, "The Woman With an Umbrella '', she was indescribably happy and couldn't stop herself from smelling.
The woman in the painting was standing in the grass with an umbrella, her scarf and white dress fluttering in the wind.
Although the figure was blurry, one could still feel the beauty of the painting.
"Uncle, do you know who she is?" Lin Jiao asked Pei Zhi with a smile.
"Monet's wife, Kamei."
"No, the one with Kamei in it is in Washington."
Pei Zhi recalled the painting from his memory and indeed found something different from the one in front of him.
He asked in confusion, "Then who is she?"
"The daughter of Monet's second wife."
"Not his biological daughter?"
"No. Suzanne is the child of Monet's wife and brother."
Pei Zhi could not comment on their complicated relationship.
