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    Su Changquan’s behavior was really unlike a father.

    He was horribly cruel to her mother and daughter, and Su Qing had no intention of treating her as a sister.

    But… it just so happened that her mother was so interested in him, which made her wonder countless times if she had guessed wrong?

    Then in her self-doubt day after day, she almost drove herself crazy!

    “Furthermore, he always felt that your mother was too neurotic and didn’t want to have more contact with her, so he only went to her when he needed to sell paintings. After getting the painting, he left immediately. It has been like this all these years. In his eyes, your mother is just a tool to help her make money.” Fan Mohan said coldly again.

    Li Yiyi closed her eyes in despair.

    “So that’s it. So, Su’s family has been somewhat famous in Haicheng these years. Su Qing and others spend their days eating, drinking and having fun. In fact, these they are squeezing my mother’s blood and sweat, right?”

    Fan Mohan pursed his thin lips tightly, and Fan Mohuan, who was sitting on her right hand side, said softly: “Not only your mother, but also you.”

    “Me?” Li Yiyi was confused.

    Fan Mohuan explained to her gently: “After your mother fell ill, she never produced any new paintings. But Su Changquan and his family are used to squandering. How could they allow such a thing to happen? So, they turned their attention to you.”

    Li Yiyi suddenly thought of it!

    “You mean, the paintings I gave to Su Qing…”

    “That’s right.” Fan Mohuan nodded, “Although your brushwork is not as sophisticated as your mother’s, it still has its own style. Now, one of your paintings can be sold for more than 500,000 yuan.”

    “But the price Su Qing gave me was one hundred yuan for a painting!” Li Yiyi blurted out.

    This is still the price after the price increased later. In the beginning, one of her paintings only cost a few dozen yuan!

    The three men were silent, Fan Moyi hugged her tightly.”Yiyi, you have suffered all these years. It’s our fault. If only we had found you earlier, otherwise you wouldn’t have suffered so much!”

    Li Yiyi’s body shook violently a few times, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

    “That’s it! It turns out that my mother and I are not poor. In fact, we are very rich. It’s just that our money was not in our own hands, but was spent by others! So, those paintings that my mother left in the safe should also be valuable, right?”

    “Of course. Those are your mother’s most exquisite paintings, especially your portrait. When Su Changquan took it out, everyone present was attracted. At that time, someone planned to buy it, and the price was three million!” Recalling the situation at that time, Fan Moyi was also a little excited.

    Li Yiyi smiled.”So one of my paintings is so valuable!”

    “You are looking down on yourself too much.” But immediately, Fan Mo’s cold voice came.

    Li Yiyi looked over in confusion, and Fan Mohuan whispered to her: “The painting was later sold by my elder brother for 10 million. It’s a pity that Su Changquan did not deliver the goods in the end.”

    What did he say?Young Master, he… actually spent ten million…

    Li Yiyi looked over in disbelief.

    Fan Mohan stood up directly.”So, you should have been mine six years ago. Now I’m just taking back what should have been mine!”

    Li Yiyi’s heart trembled violently.

    In other words, six years ago he already had feelings for her…

    “Then, why wasn’t the final portrait sold to you?”

    As soon as the words came out of her mouth, another picture flashed in her mind.

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