Chang Xiaoman Luo Ch

"What kind of eyes do you have Do you understand" Suddenly, a young girl beside the old man spoke up, questioning him. Because of her status, she had been spoiled since childhood and developed an arrogant personality. Seeing Lo Chen's disdainful gaze, she immediately became angry.,And with just one glance at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man was being so careful and affectionate, treating it like he'd obtained an authentic masterpiece.,“Don't talk if you don't understand, that goes for you too. You country bumpkin, facing millions of antique treasures, you probably haven't even seen one in your life.” The girl said this with her chin held high, her face full of disdain. As a noblewoman who usually interacted with the elite, she naturally looked down on ordinary people like Luo Chen.。