"I also believe Miss Song's words."
"Is there a need to think about such things? An City is only so big. I've never seen Miss Qiao at any of these auctions in the past, but Miss Song is at every charity auction, so I believe that her painting is definitely real."
"Young lady, I know you want to ride on Miss Song's coattails, but what you're doing will make people hate you!"
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Qiao Nian wasn't angry at all when she heard their words. She could even understand what they were saying.
In the past, Song Yu had done a lot of charity work, and she had helped many children from poor mountains. She had changed her fate, and she didn't deny that.
Moreover, she had never appeared in the upper-class circle of An City before, so it was normal for everyone to be suspicious of her.
However, this didn't mean that the painting in Song Yu's hand was real.
