He Tingchen's eyes were filled with sincerity. He was so happy that he could not close his mouth.
The corners of Qiao Xi's mouth curled up. He Tingchen had a simple character and was not good at pretending. At this moment, he really believed that He Wenxian was the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor. He even thought that his father and sister were true philanthropists.
Such a naive person was actually from the He family. They grew up under the same roof, yet He Weinian could actually nurture He Tingchen and He Wenxian to have completely different personalities. It was really too magical.
He Tingchen became more and more agitated as he spoke. "Wenxian is outstandingly capable. Our parents planned to let her manage the company, so Wenxian never told us that she's the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor. Actually, my parents are very open-minded. If Wenxian likes something, we'll support her. I didn't expect this girl to hide it from us for so many years."
He Wenxian smiled humbly. "I just loved it back then. I didn't expect to have my current achievements. After that, I was too busy with work and didn't have time to practice it, so I didn't tell my family."
Everyone could not help but sigh. Miss He was really too humble and low-profile. If they were the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor, they would definitely want the entire world to know. However, Miss He had actually hidden it for so many years without even telling her family.
It was fine that she had such ability, but it was really rare for her to not be arrogant or rash.
Everyone in the cultural relics world had more or less heard of the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor. She was a genius who repaired the damaged scroll a few years ago. They thought that she was a senior in her 40s or 50s, but they did not expect her to be just a young woman in her 20s.
The reason why geniuses were called geniuses was that they could stand out from their peers. Hence, as soon as the live broadcast started, the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor gained a large number of fans. Most of them were university students who treated her as a role model. The live broadcast gradually became lively.
He Wenxian did not care how many viewers there were in the live-stream. It was enough as long as she could stand out in the cultural relics world.
At this moment, Qiao Xi's phone rang. After she picked it up, the other party said respectfully, "Eldest Miss, Young Master said that your things are missing."
Qiao Xi was stunned for a moment. "Get Second Brother to answer the phone."
After a while, Luo Qing's cold and low voice was heard. "Xi Xi."
At this moment, Qin An, who was beside him, had already begun complaining. "No way! I still remember putting it in the safe when I came previously! Although this painting isn't very valuable, it's still an ancient painting. Little Six definitely wouldn't have casually thrown it away. Why is it gone?"
With that said, Qin An snatched the phone away and said in an anxious tone, "Little Six, where did you put the painting? Teacher asked us to bring the painting back for him. He wants to try repairing it, but we can't find it!"
Liang Pingchuan liked to collect ancient calligraphy and paintings. He knew that Qiao Xi had an ancient painting that was seriously damaged, so he sent Qin An to get it. Unexpectedly, the painting was missing.
Qiao Xi pondered for a few seconds before understanding the situation. She said helplessly, "You're late. The painting was taken away."
"Who took it?" Qin An stomped his feet in anger. He had come all the way here to get the painting for his teacher, but he had made a wasted trip.
Before Qiao Xi could speak, a surprised voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone. "Miss He, I heard that this ancient painting is at least a hundred years old. Although it's not a famous work, it's a huge challenge for cultural relic restorers. I saw this painting once two years ago. It's very damaged. I didn't expect you to be almost done repairing it. You're really too awesome!"
Qiao Xi looked in the direction of the voice, and Qin An, who was on the other end of the phone, also caught the main point. The ancient painting from a hundred years ago was very damaged but was almost repaired. Wasn't this the painting Little Six lost?
Qin An's eyes were filled with anger. He could not help but clench his fists. Although he was a doctor who saved people and he did not like fighting and killing, he really wanted to rush over and beat He Wenxian up.
"He Wen! Xian!"
"Third Brother, you're quite smart! You guessed it just like that. I won't talk to you anymore." Qiao Xi smiled slyly.
"What are you gonna do?" Qin An hurriedly asked.
Qiao Xi said casually, "What else can I do? Of course, I'll expose her!"
At this moment, everyone surrounded He Wenxian. Everyone was very curious about what this ancient painting looked like in the past. After all, the clarity of this painting was already perfect, but this was not the final product. It could not help but attract everyone's attention.