Luo Chen's lips curled into a sneer. In his past life, he had loved this woman like a madman, but after going to Tongzhou, he was looked down upon by the other party's parents. They treated him with scorn and ridicule, making his life difficult in every way.,Luochin's previous life was a celestial venerated one, with his wisdom, how could he not understand,And with just one glance at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man was being so careful and affectionate, treating it like he'd obtained an authentic masterpiece.。