"In my opinion, your comments are truly narrow-minded and biased." Helen spoke frankly, "The beauty of this painting lies in the fact that the artist completely adopts a female perspective.
"The artist portrays the bride's uncertainty about the future after entrusting herself, as well as her family's concern about her fate during the wedding. Even the maids are vividly presented.
"The artist is well aware that the life of a young lady won't be as carefree as it used to be at home after getting married. Every stroke in this painting is essential. It's not just a marriage certificate, but a testament to life and death."
Hearing this, Germaine couldn't help but look at Helen with newfound admiration, unable to hide her astonishment.
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand art." A critic pulled a long face, clearly unhappy. "If marriage is as painful as you claim, why are there so many people getting married? I think you're just being cynical."
"That's right," another critic echoed. "You seem so arrogant; it's likely no man would dare to marry you. You can't get married, so you smear the sanctity of marriage to feel important."
Chandler stepped forward and wrapped his arm around Helen. "It's none of your business whether my wife can get married or not, but I'd like to ask who gave you the right to make reckless comments about her?"
The critics were rendered speechless at the sight of the perfect couple.
After a long time, one of them managed to refute, "You're not a good person either, protecting a woman like her. It's because of this kind of woman in Grand Cathay that more and more women become less virtuous, and this world turns chaotic."
Jenson originally intended to keep quiet since he didn't understand art, but he couldn't hold back upon hearing the comment. "I've never seen a person with half a brain before, but you have really opened my eyes.
"I don't think you're afraid that women won't behave themselves; you're just afraid that they're too outstanding and make you look like a loser."
"Huh? We're losers? Ask around and see who in the circle doesn't know our names."
"That's right; you're young and unknown, yet you're disrespecting the seniors and are talking nonsense like you truly know the artist. You're obviously here to cause trouble, you should be driven out."
The few men clamored to look for security guards.
Realizing that they had encountered a tough opponent, the few critics exchanged glances and fled quickly after muttering, "We'll wait and see."
"Why are you running away?" Jenson placed his hands on his hips. "What a bunch of sourpuss."
Germaine turned to Helen and asked, "It's not easy to meet someone who shares the same view. I wonder if I have the honor of inviting you to dinner tonight?"
Helen looked at Chandler and then nodded. "Sure."
"Ms. Quarto's new work is here." A shout drew the attention of most visitors at the art exhibition, and everyone gathered toward the direction of the sound.
Helen and Germaine also went over and blurted out in unison the moment they saw the watercolor painting, "It's fake."
Helen was surprised by Germaine's keen eyes. After glancing at Germaine, Helen immediately approached the staff member and asked, "Where's the person who brought the painting?"
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