Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 123


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 123


    Upon hearing this, Megan and Brian loosened their nervous and sweaty clenched palms, feeling


    relieved that their daughter didn’t embarrass them. “Oh, turns out that J is giving grandma a


    painting. Let me see what kind of a painting it is.”


    With that, Emily stepped forward andid the painting t on the table with Shirley, and what they saw


    was a watercolor painting with bright colors. There was a poem written in ck ink on the side and the


    surface was smooth and wless.


    It was a huge difference from the cheap newspaper packaging it was wrapped in. Seeing this, Shirley


    and Emily’s eyes immediately widened in shock. The other guests at the party were also dumbfounded


    and they could tell that the painting was painted by a skillful painter.


    No wonder there were rumors around the Jackson family that Emily stole J’s painting and


    pretended that it was hers when she gave it to Old Mr. Collins. However, Old Mr. Collins saw through


    her lies and canceled the apprenticeship banquet. Presumably, the rumors are very likely to be true.


    The crowd started talking again. “So, are the rumors that Emily stole J’s painting before true?”


    “Those were not rumors, but facts. I was present at the time. It was really embarrassing.”


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    “Oh my goodness, the fake daughter is not as good as the real one.”


    “Why do you care so much about other people’s family affairs?”


    Standing in a distance, Henry touched his chin as he jokingly said, “This fool really does know how to


    save money. I can’t believe she gave her own painting to her grandma!” Then, he added, “Why did she


    choose to give her a painting instead of epting your ne?”


    Mason frowned slightly but he wasn’t mad. After all, he knew J’s painting skills. No matter what


    point of view, a painting that J personally painted was more meaningful than a ne. At that


    moment, Mason realized that he admired her even more. When Jade saw everyone’s reaction, she


    hurriedly stepped forward to take a look.


    She stared at it intently and a bright smile appeared on her face. Then, she praised J again and


    again. “J, is this painting really for me?” Jade was surprised to see the painting and had a feeling


    that she had seen a simr painting style before.


    The corners of J’s lips curled slightly upward and she nodded and replied, “Yes. Do you like it?”


    Jade smiled in reply. How could she not like a painting that her granddaughter painted?


    Seeing this, Shirley snorted softly and sneered, “Mom, if you like this kind of thing, we can just buy it for


    you! Look at this painting… Tsk! I really can’t tell what’s so great about it! Is it because Megan doesn’t


    really like J? She can’t even afford to buy a present for her grandma! I’m pretty sure I can find


    something like this in the trash can.”


    “You! How can you say that? It doesn’t matter what J gives Jade as long as it came from her heart!


    Even if it’s not worth much money, there’s no need for you to say such cruel words!” Megan rebuked


    angrily.


    J looked at Shirley and snorted. “Well then, tell me which trash can has a painting like this? I’ll go


    and get it!” “Hmph! My daughter can easily draw a painting like this. Don’t think that you’re the only one


    who knows how to paint!” Shirley said to brag about her daughter.


    However, Jade wasn’t listening to them at all. At that moment, all of her attention was focused on the


    painting that J gave her. Why does it look so familiar? I feel like I’ve seen this painting before.


    “Hush!” Jade suddenly had a sh of memory and asked, “J, why does the painting style of this


    painting look so familiar?” Once Jade finished speaking, the whole hall instantly fell into silence and the


    people present couldn’t help but carefully examine J’s painting.


    Under such observation, a boy with sses among the crowd let out a gasp. Then, he rubbed his eyes


    and said in shock, “This painting… That can’t be.”


    “What’s the matter?” Shirley quickly looked at the boy with sses and asked. “I think I know whose


    painting style is simr to this but I’m not sure whether I should say it.”


    Shirley red at the boy with sses and said, “Stop wasting our time and just tell us.”


    Hearing this, the boy exined. “I study art and the style of this painting seems familiar to me too. It


    looks… like a painting by the famous painter, Master Nato.”