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Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 80

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 80

Emily tentatively replied, “Umm… Let me try, Old Mr. Collins.”

She looked at the piece of white paper with a brush in her hand, but she hesitated to do anything. Raising her eyes, she looked at him pitifully. “Sir, I’m not feeling myself today. Can we do this another time?”

Upon hearing that, Old Mr. Collins seemed to be put on the spot. “If that’s the case… Is this painted by you?” As he was speaking, he took out the painting Emily had given him before this.

She nodded guiltily. “Yeah, I painted it.”

Janet instantly recognized the painting as the one that she had lost. Haha, Emily is expectedly a thief.

“If this is painted by you, tell me the colors that you have used. If you are able to answer correctly, I’ll immediately announce that you are my first disciple.”

“I… This is really painted by me…” Emily felt guilty, especially in front of Janet.

“If the truth is like how you’ve said it, tell me all the colors that you have used.”

As Janet’s painting had involved the use of color mixing, it would be difficult for Emily to identify all of the colors, especially if she wasn’t particularly sensitive to colors or wasn’t the one who painted that canvas.

As Emily bit on her lips, her little hand trembled, pointing at the painting on the table. “The leaves are mixed with blue and green to get cyan.”

Old Mr. Collins heard her and nodded.

“The chrysanthemum petals are painted with yellow that are used by mixing red and green.”

The following colors were more difficult to be identified, which forced her to think for a long time before she answered, “The greyish purple flower was painted by mixing magenta and cyan.”

Upon hearing that, Janet couldn’t suppress her laughter.

Emily furrowed her brows as she looked at Janet. “What are you laughing at?”

Old Mr. Collins shook his head when he heard her words as well. “It looks like the discipleship ceremony today is going to be canceled.”

At that instant, Emily stood there while being dumbfounded, as if she was struck by lightning.

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