1412 Aren't You Guilty?

He Wenxian's head was heavy, and the voices around her became muffled.

How could Qiao Xi be the buyer of this painting? Wasn't this painting repaired by the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor? Could it be that Qiao Xi knew the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor?

Moreover, why did Qiao Xi buy an ancient painting that was so badly damaged? This was not a famous painting to begin with. It was utterly worthless. If one wanted to buy it, it was most likely to have it restored

Wait! A realization suddenly surged into He Wenxian's heart. She widened her eyes, which were filled with disbelief. Gradually, a layer of panic appeared on her face.

Could it be that Qiao Xi was the real Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor?

After they obtained the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor's address, they originally wanted to kill that woman to avoid future trouble. However, after waiting for a few days, the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor never appeared.

He Wenxian was enlightened. Her body trembled violently. Panic, unwillingness, and fear were almost corroding her.

Qiao Xi was actually the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor!

No, no!

No one could prove it yet. Who would believe Qiao Xi's words? She had to calm down now and not let others notice anything amiss. As long as she refused to admit it, Qiao Xi would be helpless.

He Wenxian calmed down for a while and bit her lip. She looked at Qiao Xi with sorrow in her eyes as if she had suffered a great grievance. Xi Xi, I've always treated you as a friend. Why are you doing this to me

Miss He, even if we're friends, we have to tell the truth! Qiao Xi looked at her with a smile and said casually, I bought this painting from the exhibition. Now that it's in your hands, I just want to ask why you became the person who restored the painting. Is there anything wrong with that? I haven't even questioned you about stealing my painting, yet you're already feeling aggrieved. Can't I ask why I lost my belongings?

He Wenxian's expression froze as everyone looked at her.

Miss Qiao was right! She just wanted to ask why her painting was in He Wenxian's hands. Whether He Wenxian was the real restorer or not, Miss Qiao was the real owner of this painting!

Miss Qiao had yet to question her for being a thief, but He Wenxian looked aggrieved. If she had any difficulties, she could just voice them. Wouldn't avoiding the main point make her guilty?

He Wenxian pursed her lips tightly and cursed Qiao Xi in her heart. She had underestimated Qiao Xi. She did not expect that Qiao Xi could actually turn the situation around with just a few words.

She was stunned on the spot, her mind blank. For a moment, she did not know how to explain herself.

The way everyone looked at her became more and more subtle. They were all filled with doubts.

Let me explain it for Wenxian. A gentle voice suddenly sounded from not far away. He Weinian walked over from the crowd with a gentle expression, but his gaze swept toward Qiao Xi with dense killing intent.

He walked to He Wenxian's side and stood still as he looked at Qiao Xi in confusion. Miss Qiao, Wenxian really didn't know who the owner of this painting was. She didn't consider it carefully. I'll apologize on Wenxian's behalf, but

Qiao Xi's gaze turned gloomy. She was very clearly aware that He Weinian was not easy to deal with.

The next second, a trace of mockery flashed past He Weinian's eyes. But someone asked Wenxian to help restore this painting. As a professional cultural relic restorer, she's only in charge of restoring this painting and not investigating who the owner of this painting is. However, you questioned her in public and embarrassed her. Isn't this a little too much?

He Weinian's tone was gentle, and there was a loving smile on his face, but the words he said were cold.

When everyone heard this, their attitudes changed. Someone immediately stood on He Weinian's side. Chairman He is right! Miss Qiao lost the painting in a moment of carelessness. How can she blame Miss He?

Miss He is a cultural relic restorer. She's only in charge of restoring cultural relics. She doesn't have time to care so much! Miss He, you're innocent!

He Weinian's expression softened a little. Someone looked for Wenxian and asked her to restore this painting last year. The other party is very mysterious and has never appeared. They've been in contact with Wenxian online. Moreover, because it's been too long, those chat records no longer exist. If we had known earlier, Wenxian would have kept the evidence. That way, she wouldn't be suspected.

Most people believed He Weinian's explanation. After all, he was a famous philanthropist. How could he lie?

Could it be that Miss Qiao deliberately got Miss He to restore it and pretended not to know? She wants to frame Miss He for stealing the painting and pretending to be the Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor!

He Weinian's eyes narrowed slightly. At this moment, he was already sure that Qiao Xi was the real Thousand Faces Immortal Doctor. However, Wenxian could not be exposed no matter what, so he could only offend Qiao Xi.