My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1342 - 1343: You Understand Art?

Chapter 1342: Chapter 1343: You Understand Art?

Jiang Meng was about to explain.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "I know a little about it, but I wouldn’t call it proficiency."

"Oh right, I bought a painting at an exhibition last time for ten million Euros. I’m feeling uneasy about whether it’s truly an original Van Gogh."

Flora chuckled and brought over her luggage. She retrieved a painting from it, which was elegantly packaged.

Xiao Chen glanced at it and said, "Miss Flora, you really like to joke. This painting does closely resemble Van Gogh’s ’Montmartre Street Scene.’

But it carries the painter’s own unique interpretation and intent.

If I’m not mistaken, this should be a reproduction by Master Rota.

It’s not worth ten million Euros, but it could be worth at least one million."

Hearing this, Flora looked utterly surprised.

He could tell who painted it with just a glance—this is incredible.

"I’m truly impressed, thoroughly impressed!"

Flora repeatedly praised, "Master Rota is considered the greatest contemporary impressionist painter. He started by reproducing Van Gogh’s works.

Now, he has developed his unique style.

His art is highly collectible."

"Miss Flora, do you like Master Rota’s paintings?"

Xiao Chen asked with a smile.

"Yes, I indeed like them. It’s a pity I missed his exhibition; I don’t know when the next one will be."

Flora sighed.

"Well, you’re in luck. Master Rota will be holding an exhibition next month in Capital City. If you’re interested, you must go check it out!"

Xiao Chen replied casually with a grin.

"Why haven’t I heard about this?"

Flora was dumbfounded.

Even her family wasn’t aware of it.

Xiao Chen chuckled lightly. When he wanted Rota to come, Rota would come.

After all, he and Rota shared a life-and-death camaraderie.

"I heard it from a friend," Xiao Chen said casually.

Flora stared at him for a moment, smiled, and said nothing further.

After the meal, Xiao Chen went to handle matters related to the orphanage.

Jiang Meng and Flora tidied up the kitchen together.

They chatted casually as they worked.

Flora frequently mentioned Xiao Chen in her words, as if probing for information about him.

Even though Jiang Meng wasn’t particularly sensitive to such matters, she noticed: "Flora, my man isn’t up for grabs."

"Huh?"

Flora was momentarily stunned but then burst into laughter: "Jiang Meng, you’ve misunderstood me. I just feel that your man is so remarkable. Why would he agree to be a live-in son-in-law?"

"Who knows, maybe he’s some big shot simply experiencing life."

Jiang Meng replied casually.

"Haha!" Flora chuckled and said nothing more.

After cleaning the kitchen, Flora mentioned she was tired and went off to rest.

A room had been specially prepared for her in the courtyard.

Once inside, Flora’s expression shifted immediately. She pulled out a peculiar device and scanned various areas of the room.

"No bugs found."

Flora nodded to herself, putting the device away, then took out a large satellite phone and dialed a number directly.

"President, do you remember the Jiang Meng I mentioned before?"

"Yes, I remember! What about it?"

A woman’s voice came from the speaker.

"President, I’ve discovered something unusual about Jiang Meng’s husband. Your judgment is correct; Jiang Meng might indeed be under someone’s control.

Her husband might have an agenda for becoming her partner.

This man, Xiao Chen, has documents that appear straightforward, yet President, do you know? This man is practically an artist of the culinary world.

He identified Rota’s painting with just a glance.

I feel something’s off about him. Since we’ve decided to recruit Jiang Meng into the Salvation Society, we must ensure she isn’t deceived by this man."

Flora said.

"Hmm, you make a good point. But be extremely cautious. If he’s truly extraordinary, there’s a good chance he’ll notice your intentions. Be very careful."

"Understood, President. I’ll be cautious! However, I may need to stay in Dragon Country for a while longer, at least until his mask is torn off.

We cannot let our ally be deceived by men like him."

Flora declared.

Finishing her words, Flora ended the call, carefully placing the satellite phone into a secret compartment in her suitcase, which was almost impossible to locate.

Meanwhile, Xiao Chen appeared at the Chen Family residence.

The Chen Patriarch, Chen Laobing, looked at the man before him and then at the medal Xiao Chen presented. Terrified, he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Chen Laobing, I wouldn’t have had to come in person for this matter. A few economic tactics could bankrupt every company the Chen Family owns."

"But after reviewing your profile, you seem relatively upright on most occasions. Unfortunately, you have two useless sons, Chen Yong and Chen Chuan."

"I’m only here to warn you: transfer the land near the orphanage to me."

Xiao Chen idly toyed with the medal in his hand as he said casually, "Here’s the contract. Read it and sign it. Don’t accuse me of bullying you.

I’ve already doubled the payment; you won’t be shortchanged."

"No, no, no! If you want the land, we’ll gladly hand it over. How dare we ask for money?"

Chen Laobing replied anxiously.

"Are you trying to make me commit a mistake?"

Xiao Chen’s voice turned icy.

"No, no!"

Sweat poured down Chen Laobing’s forehead.

He hurriedly signed the contract, transferring that entire plot of land to Xiao Chen.

"If you truly feel taking my money is inappropriate, then donate more to the orphanage. It’s time that orphanage expanded.

The kids don’t even have a proper play area.

How about building a playground next to it?"

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Got it!"

Sweat dripped from Chen Laobing’s face to the ground, and he was thoroughly frightened.

"Alright, I’m leaving. Remember to keep an eye on your two sons, otherwise they might not know when their end will come!"

Xiao Chen stood up and left, moving as ghostly and elusive as when he had arrived.

Chen Laobing didn’t dare raise his head for a long time.

He remained kneeling for over ten minutes before finally getting up.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he muttered, "Those two idiotic sons of mine—anyone but him. Did they really have to provoke someone like that? Are they tired of living?"

"Someone, bring Chen Chuan back!"

Chen Laobing realized he had to take action immediately. Otherwise, if Xiao Chen were to get angry, he’d be utterly ruined.

Xiao Chen returned home to find Jiang Meng and Flora sitting in front of the TV, watching a concert.

The television was playing piano music titled "Victory" by one of the world’s top three masters, Mirodi.

In Dragon Country, Western music enthusiasts weren’t particularly common.

With the influx of Western influence, certain values and cultural subtleties had gradually made their way into Dragon Country.

A large number of so-called upper-class individuals would often have their children study music.

Piano and violin were the most popular choices.

Of course, Xiao Chen couldn’t deny that, whether it’s Beethoven or Schubert, their music truly has the power to stir the soul.