When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase

Chapter 950: I Won’t Let You Suffer (10)

"You..."

Xie Xiaoran’s gaze was very calm, yet sharp within that calmness. Standing beside her, Su Weiyi could clearly sense Xie Xiaoran’s strong disdain for Zhang Ziyu.

It wasn’t anger, nor resentment, just mere contempt.

Xie Xiaoran had already withdrawn her gaze from Zhang Ziyu and was looking at the teachers seated in the front row with poise.

"Esteemed teachers, you are seniors and must know that each person has their unique handwriting. It is possible to determine whether a piece of writing is authored by someone through handwriting analysis, and the same applies to painting. If we want to ascertain whose work this painting truly is, we can seek an expert to examine the traces on the painting."

As soon as Xie Xiaoran spoke these words, people started whispering again. This time, it was Zhang Ziyu’s turn to grip her hands tightly.

Just then, the mentioned Professor Zhang suddenly spoke: "What Xie said makes sense. Zhang’s painting is one I’ve seen with my own eyes. From the draft to the semi-finished product, she showed them all to me. I trust Zhang, but since there is controversy now, we should ensure fairness. Let’s do as Xie said and find someone to authenticate it. I happen to know someone; I’ll bring him over shortly."

At this point, Su Weiyi noticed that Zhang Ziyu, who had been clenching her hands tightly, relaxed them and spoke up: "The innocent will clear themselves, I agree."

Su Weiyi’s rationality had completely returned; she didn’t know what relationship Zhang Ziyu had with Professor Zhang, but it was evident that Professor Zhang was openly helping Zhang Ziyu.

Su Weiyi pursed her lips, and before Xie Xiaoran could speak, she said, "I have another piece of evidence."

From the beginning, she had always been at a disadvantage, and now, suddenly speaking up again attracted everyone’s attention.

"This painting was completed by the end of April, but these few bits weren’t added by me. The painting went missing yesterday, and I’m sure these parts were added last night. We all know that the time watercolor settles on paper can be checked using precise instruments, so we can investigate."

After Su Weiyi finished speaking, Xie Xiaoran continued: "Professor Zhang, the appraiser I invited is already in the dean’s office. We can bring him in now and present Xiao Yi and Zhang Ziyu’s previous works, then the truth will be evident."

This time, Zhang Ziyu’s face turned completely pale, and even Professor Zhang’s expression didn’t look good, but she maintained her authoritative composure: "You invited someone? That’s not fair, is it?"

Just as Xie Xiaoran was about to speak, a commotion came from outside the classroom, and an elderly man with gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, yet an impressively robust figure, walked in accompanied by the dean.

Everyone present knew this old man; no expert title could match his stature. Whether domestically or internationally, he is the authority.

Zhang Ziyu staggered, nearly falling to the ground. No one expected the situation to escalate to this level, even Mr. Yan being invited.

Of course, all attention was on Mr. Yan, but many also looked at Xie Xiaoran. She was just a student. However talented, she was still a student. How could she possibly invite an industry authority?

Su Weiyi also looked at Xie Xiaoran, who remained calm.

The ensuing events were self-explanatory, proving Zhang Ziyu’s statement: "The innocent will clear themselves." With the dean present, Professor Zhang’s words hardly carried any weight.