C97 Thousand Year Old Painting

Chen Zongxiao looked at Chen Weishan with cold eyes.

"Weishan, it seems like your temper has improved a lot over the past four years." Chen Zongxiao said with a cold smile.

"Dad, don't listen to Weiguo's nonsense. I have never said anything so serious!"

"Then you are saying that Wenyun is deliberately framing you?" The sneer on Chen Zongxiao's face became stronger.

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