Only then did Xu Qingqing realize that the person who bought the painting was actually a mute.
And she had even suspected her just now!
Xu Qingqing glanced at the mute with a sympathetic look in her eyes and then looked away.
"Sorry, here's the painting. I hope you'll take good care of it," she said.
Meng Lingyao nodded silently, took the painting, and after confirming the receipt, transferred the money directly to Xu Qingqing's account.
Meng Lingyao's heart ached. She hugged the painting and dragged her heavy feet back to the taxi waiting for her.
If she had known that the seller was Xu Qingqing, she wouldn't have bought this painting.
She had really tried to curry favor but ended up in a mess!
She was so unlucky.
Meng Lingyao looked at the huge picture frame beside her irritably. She really didn't want to take it home.
But she couldn't just sell it on the second - hand platform. If Xu Qingqing found out that she had resold it, her situation might get even worse.
The only person Meng Lingyao could think of was the appraiser.
Didn't the appraiser really want this painting named *Montesdaman* at first? Then she could just sell it to him. As long as the appraiser promised not to reveal that it was her who sold it!
Meng Lingyao quickly took out her phone and called the appraiser. As soon as the call was connected, she asked eagerly.
"Hello, this is Meng Lingyao. I remember you really wanted the painting *Montesdaman*. I've changed my mind and don't want it anymore. Can I sell it to you directly?"
Hearing this, the appraiser had a hunch that something must have happened between Meng Lingyao and the buyer. He rolled his eyes and pretended to be in a difficult situation.
"Although I like this painting very much, the price you set is too high. I really can't afford it."
Hearing there was a chance, Meng Lingyao said painfully, "It's okay. I can sell it to you at a lower price."
At this moment, Meng Lingyao was like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the appraiser's eyes.
The appraiser thought for a moment and then said, "Well, the original collector marked the price at 350,000. I can give you at most 400,000.
"If you're willing, I'll buy it. If not, then forget it."
Hearing the appraiser's sharp price cut, Meng Lingyao got angry. She couldn't control her volume and roared.
"What on earth are you thinking! I bought it for over 1.6 million, and you want to buy it for 400,000. Are you crazy?"
The driver in the driver's seat turned his head curiously to look at Meng Lingyao.
To avoid revealing her identity, Meng Lingyao tried to lower her tone and pulled up her mask to cover most of her face.
The appraiser on the other end of the phone knew that Meng Lingyao would react like this. His tone was a bit perfunctory.
"If you're not willing, then forget it. I don't have any more money."
Meng Lingyao was angry and annoyed. Her tone softened as she tried to negotiate with the appraiser.
"I don't believe you don't have that much money! One million! As long as you give me one million, I'll sell it to you."
When the price was marked at 1.05 million, the appraiser had wanted to buy it. Her asking price of one million was 50,000 lower. The appraiser must be able to afford it.
But the appraiser wanted to squeeze every bit of profit from Meng Lingyao. He just hung up the phone and waited for Meng Lingyao to call back.
The fact that Meng Lingyao was willing to sell it at a loss of over 600,000 showed how much she disliked this painting.
As long as he waited patiently, this painting would surely be his!
The appraiser was very calculating.
Meng Lingyao was driven to desperation. She angrily messed up her perfectly curled hair with her hands.
Meng Lingyao was filled with regret. She shouldn't have listened to her agent's advice to give antiques as gifts.
It would have been so much better if she had just bought cosmetics or bags as gifts!
Then there wouldn't have been so many troubles!
If the appraiser didn't want to buy it, then so be it.
She couldn't afford to lose so much money and still give away the painting. Even if she had to hang it in the toilet, she wouldn't sell it.
In a fit of anger, Meng Lingyao asked the driver to take her to a luxury store. She chose two popular bags, spent over 200,000, and then took a taxi to send them to Xu Qingqing's house.
Meng Lingyao called Xu Qingqing, saying that there was a problem with the picture frame and asked her to come out and sort it out.
When Xu Qingqing rushed to the entrance of the community in a hurry, she saw Meng Lingyao taking off her mask.
Xu Qingqing realized that she had been tricked. Anger welled up in her heart.
She had wondered how the painting, which she had wrapped so carefully, could have a flaw!
It turned out that Meng Lingyao had been up to something!
"Meng Lingyao, what do you want?" Xu Qingqing coldly questioned Meng Lingyao and stopped walking when she was still more than five meters away from her.
Who knew what crazy things this deranged Meng Lingyao wanted to do.
Since Xu Qingqing didn't move forward, Meng Lingyao picked up the two bags containing the luxury bags and walked towards Xu Qingqing. Her voice was tinged with sobs. She was really anxious.
"Sister Qingqing, I'm here to apologize to you this time!
"I didn't mean to hide my identity when I saw you just now. I just wanted to buy a painting as an apology gift for you...
"I didn't expect that the person selling the painting would be you. So I chose two popular bags and want to give them to you. I hope you won't be angry with me anymore. Please forgive me."
Meng Lingyao lowered her head for her future, which was completely different from her former arrogant self.
After saying that, Meng Lingyao opened the bags and showed the bags to Xu Qingqing. She wanted to stuff the bags into Xu Qingqing's hands.
"Sister Qingqing, please accept them. Please forgive me!" There was a hint of sobs in Meng Lingyao's voice.
This was the most she could do!
Xu Qingqing looked at the anxious Meng Lingyao without saying a word.
It had taken her so long to finally lower her noble head and apologize. It was obvious that she had been beaten down by the cruel entertainment industry.
Xu Qingqing didn't really want to force Meng Lingyao into a corner. She believed in being lenient when possible. After all, the heroine had already been replaced, and Meng Lingyao no longer posed a threat to her. There was no need to push her to the brink.
"I don't want these two bags," Xu Qingqing said coldly and pushed them back.
Lu Chuanbai had installed a 20 - square - meter walk - in closet in their new home, filled with the latest shoes and bags.
She had too many to carry, and she didn't need Meng Lingyao's two bags.
"The people you should apologize to include not only me but also the entire crew. After you apologize to them, I'll ask my husband to withdraw his warning against you."
Xu Qingqing calmed down her anger and looked at Meng Lingyao calmly.
Meng Lingyao nodded like a rattle and raised her hand to make a promise to Xu Qingqing.
"I will definitely apologize to them. Thank you, Sister Xu Qingqing, for forgiving me."
"I didn't say I've forgiven you," Xu Qingqing said, shaking her finger to let Meng Lingyao face the reality.
She just didn't want any trouble before her wedding and didn't want to waste time dealing with these trivial matters.
"But I won't target you anymore. When you see Yiyi, stay away from her. Let's just stay out of each other's way in the future."
Meng Lingyao agreed. She couldn't wait to have nothing to do with Xu Qingqing anymore.
Seeing that Meng Lingyao agreed, Xu Qingqing rubbed her arms for warmth and turned around to leave.
She had thought that there was really a problem with the picture frame, so she had just thrown on a thin coat and gone out. The cold wind made her shiver.