After helping her register the paintings, the both of them headed into the private room and Wang Lei was impressed with her composure.
She had handled everything there from the registration to the appraisal very calmly without having to put his father's name out there.
As soon as they entered the VIP suite, master Wang stood up immediately.
"Good… good… I thought you were decieving this old man again." He said as he beamed with smiles and then used his hands to hold Rong Yue's hands like he was looking at a doting grandchild.
After looking at his son's hands however and seeing that there was no painting anywhere, his face turned cloudy immediately. "You this brat! Were you decieviinh me when you said that there was a painting? Where is your so called painting?" He had been waiting expectantly thinking that he would get to feast his eyes one more time.
