"Xiao Yi, thank you."
Old Sir Cheng had always doted on his granddaughter. Having lived a life of meekness, he naturally felt proud of her accomplishments.
It's just a pity that she wasn't the daughter of his eldest son, meaning their family business would only grant her a part, not the whole inheritance.
So he always pampered her, making sure she got the best of everything.
"This! This... is it a painting by Amy?"
Old Sir Cheng opened the package and exclaimed in shock upon seeing the painting revealed inside.
A painting by Amy!
Everyone present clearly heard Old Sir Cheng's voice,
and immediately turned their attention.
"I heard there was an Amy painting at an auction; could Miss Cheng have bought it?"
"Wow, that's impressive, Miss Cheng is really filial."
...
Hearing the compliments, Cheng Xueyi momentarily forgot that the painting wasn't an original by Amy. But then an annoying voice interrupted.
