The Real Heiress Has an Appraisal System

Gu Shengsheng was a bit surprised to hear that. Not many people would talk about their own mother like that.

"Shut up!" Liu Li snapped.

’She couldn’t say anything to the Lu Family, but what right did her own son have to lecture her?’

"It’s all your fault your sister went missing. Now that something’s happened to the family’s painting, it’s also because you’re always online making videos. You’re such an inconsiderate child."

"And now you have the nerve to lecture me, Chen Yufan."

"..." Chen Yufan’s face fell. His eyes dimmed, and he bowed his head, looking as if he wanted to bury it in his chest.

It was a heartbreaking sight.

After scolding her son, Liu Li realized she had lost her composure. "My apologies, Mrs. Lu," she said. "I was a bit out of line just now."

"..." Mrs. Lu shook her head without a word and simply closed the door.

Once they arrived at the Beijing Museum, the appraisal team and Gu Shengsheng examined the items and confirmed that it was indeed a case of two paintings being masterfully combined into one.

Because neither painting was entirely authentic and it was such a unique case, the Beijing Museum decided to document it and share it online as a public service announcement.

Both paintings had incurred losses, so compensation was required. Mrs. Lu was in a good position, as she had bought hers directly from the Beijing Museum, which refunded her the difference in price.

For the Beijing Museum, handling the compensation was also an opportunity to leverage the traffic from Gu Shengsheng’s livestream for publicity.

Furthermore, the case was a classic example that would help build the Beijing Museum’s reputation.

A reputation for excellent after-sales service would attract more dealers and buyers, making the small compensation payout more than worth it.

Liu Li, on the other hand, was not doing so well. She had won her painting at an auction abroad and was now unable to contact the well-known foreign appraisal team involved.

The seller, another foreign museum, refused to offer any compensation, simply because there was no such clause in the contract. Since she had signed it herself, she had no choice but to accept the loss.

She could only suffer the loss in silence.

Furious as Liu Li was, there was nothing she could do about it.

The Beijing Museum soon posted on Weibo, tagging Gu Shengsheng.

"Thank you to Miss Gu for her appraisal of the Qi Baishi painting and for uncovering a sophisticated counterfeiting technique. The Beijing Museum would like to remind everyone to approach treasure appraisal rationally and to live life earnestly. [Video of the appraisal attached]"

Gu Shengsheng’s livestream fans and her most dedicated followers quickly clicked the link to watch. Someone had even dug up information on the family in the Wanliu District, revealing they had lost two hundred million.

Netizens were abuzz with comments:

"Losing two hundred million isn’t what’s terrible. What’s terrible is the whole world knowing you lost two hundred million."

"I heard the woman who lost two hundred million is the daughter of the richest man in the country. She willingly married down to a corporate manager, and her dad cut off all financial support."

"She’s the richest man’s daughter, she’s loaded. And a corporate manager must make several million a year, right?"

"Not to be cynical, but this family in the Wanliu District has it pretty rough. If this hadn’t been exposed online, they could have probably resold that painting for even more money."

"Girl, wake up. You’re making three thousand a month, stop worrying about people who make 2.08 million a day. How about you worry about yourself?"

"Antiques are always a mix of real and fake. All I wanna say is, our girl Shengsheng is a certified badass!"

"..."

#QiBaishiPaintingFakeTycoonLoses200Million#

#GirlFromPanGardenStrikesAgain!OutsmartsTycoonWithHerSharpEye#

...

As these trending topics appeared one after another on her screen, Liu Li found she was already numb to them.

’That Gu Shengsheng... I never gave her a second thought before. I can’t believe that Qi Baishi painting belonged to Mrs. Lu herself!’

’My luck has really hit rock bottom.’

’But the Lu Family hasn’t done anything to my husband, so at least I can be relieved about that.’

’My own family cut me off, so I rely on my husband for everything. Nothing can be allowed to happen to him.’

Chen Yufan, however, was watching livestreams every day—always Shengsheng’s streams.

Watching his rapt expression, Liu Li asked curiously, "Are her appraisal streams really that interesting?"

"They’re amazing. She always finds the best artifacts. I’m a die-hard fan."

"Sister Gu is live right now from the senior activity center downstairs in our neighborhood. There are a bunch of ladies doing their plaza dancing nearby. She’s tinkering with some rusty thing from the complex that looks kind of like a cow’s hoof."

"Anyway, everyone in the chat is saying if you’ve seen enough hoof-trimming videos, you’d know it’s just a piece of iron the size of a cow’s hoof."

"..." Liu Li was bored just hearing about it. "Child’s play. Just staring at a pile of scrap metal."

"She gets lucky with one rare find and suddenly thinks she can do it all the time. It’s just for clicks, a way to fool gullible people like you."

"If she’s so capable, then she should help me find your sister!"

At the mention of this, Chen Yufan sat bolt upright. "Mom, last time, Sister Gu single-handedly helped the police solve that arson and spousal murder case. Do you think... Do you think she could help us find my sister?"

The moment he said that, Liu Li shot to her feet and roared at him, "Are you for real? Couldn’t you tell I was being sarcastic about Gu Shengsheng?"

"Shut your mouth! Don’t bring up your sister. If you hadn’t taken her out to play that day, she wouldn’t have disappeared."

"Chen Yufan, if you want to ruin your own life, fine, but stop using your sister’s memory to make a point! You don’t have the right."

"Mom, I was wrong, I was so wrong... I’ve wanted to die to make up for it, but with my sister gone, someone has to be here to take care of you and Dad..."

At this, he began to sob. "I don’t know how to atone for what I did. I just... I want to find my sister, too. It’s been more than ten years. I don’t know how she is now. I was just a kid back then. I didn’t know any better."

Chen Yufan’s face was etched with pain.

"If you’re not going to kill yourself, then don’t say any of this to me. And stop your hypocritical act of wanting to find your sister."

"Your sister was the smart one. I can’t stand a fool like you."

"You want me dead? Fine! I’ll do it!"

With that, Chen Yufan bolted out of the house.

「Downstairs in the Wanliu District」

A group of older men and women were blasting music by Phoenix Legend, pairing up to start their dance routines.

Gu Shengsheng sat on a nearby stone bench, examining the rusty, hoof-shaped object for her livestream audience.

"Streamer, we all know you scored that amazing find at the scrapyard last time. We know you’ve got skills."

"But I’m worried you’re getting scammed with this rusty cow-hoof-looking thing you got from one of the old guys in the neighborhood."

"I don’t think it looks like a hoof. It looks more like an iron, a small electric one."

"Streamer, you’re too gullible!"

This was how it had happened: Gu Shengsheng had gone downstairs to take out the trash, starting a livestream to take her viewers on a spontaneous treasure hunt.

Along the way, she helped an old man who was spinning a top with a whip, fixing the top for him.

In return, the old man had handed her the rusty object from his pocket, insisting it was something special.

Gu Shengsheng had known from the start that it was probably junk. She was about to toss it, but it didn’t feel right, as it had been a well-intentioned gift.

So, she ended up sitting here, pondering what to do with it. She hadn’t thought much of it, but upon a closer look, she realized it wasn’t so simple after all.

There was a lining inside, and it was even fastened with several small components.

The craftsmanship didn’t look modern. After all, a modern artisan would have just used screws—they’re cheap and provide a quick way to fasten things.

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