Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

Chapter 750: Who Was That Forger from Back Then, After All…

Qian Wenhaoʼs suspicions had never been baseless rumors.

When he placed Xiao Heʼs copy alongside another work he had found himself, how could he not feel a surge of intense doubt in his heart?

Xiao Heʼs imitation ability was too strong, too freakishly powerful. He had replicated the calligraphy piece from the art center with one-to-one precision, nearly absorbing every single stroke of the forger from back then without a single discrepancy.

That level of shock was so overwhelming that even if the forger himself were to look at it, he would feel an absurd, terrifying sense of confusion, unable to tell which piece was actually his own work.

And so, the seed of doubt quietly took root.

Qian Wenhao had completely sunk into a complex and sorrowful state of emotion. As his investigation deepened, the guess forming in his heart was confirmed step by step—

How could Qian Wenhao face the others after this?

And how should he regard the forger who had so thoroughly hidden himself behind the scenes?

”Bro Xiao, are you okay?”

Qian Wenyaʼs voice came from behind him. Xiao He instinctively closed the two calligraphy pieces in his hands and turned his head toward the person standing in the doorway.
Qian Wenya had just gone with the others to check on Qian Wenhaoʼs condition, but then suddenly remembered there were still burning scrolls in the room and her idol, Xiao He, left alone. She quickly hurried back, worried that Xiao He might not be able to handle things by himself.

Fortunately, the flames in the room had already disappeared, and her Bro Xiao was standing there perfectly fine.

But that expression…

The worry on Qian Wenyaʼs face froze. She had the strange feeling that Bro Xiao was giving off some kind of eerily dangerous vibe right now.

”Iʼm fine.”

Xiao He quickly pulled himself together. Qian Wenya hesitated in the doorway for a moment, but still trusted him enough to step closer, then asked with some curiosity, ”Bro Xiao, what are you looking at? By the way, what did Wenhao bro just burn? It startled me so much I completely forgot to ask about it.”

Xiao He hesitated. Instead of handing the pieces over to Qian Wenya, he carefully rolled them up together, completely blocking her curious gaze, and replied, ”Nothing. Is Qian Wenhao okay?”

”Heʼs fine too.” Qian Wenya waved her hand. ”He just choked on the smoke. A bit of fresh air outside, and heʼll be good.”

”Itʼs just that his health has gotten way too bad. Auntie is definitely going to be anxious and figure out a way to get him back in shape…”

Qian Wenya spoke with a bit of worry in her voice.

Xiao He didnʼt say anything. He simply placed the burned scroll properly on Qian Wenhaoʼs desk and put his own copy back on the shelf in its original spot. Then he said to Qian Wenya, ”Xiaoya, I feel like your brother might not be in a good state right now. Itʼs still very dangerous to light fires indoors and burn things. You all are closer to him—can you spend some more time with him later?”

Qian Wenya watched Xiao Heʼs entire sequence of actions. But perhaps because he did everything so naturally, or because she naturally trusted her idol, she didnʼt press the matter at all. Instead, she nodded. ”Donʼt worry, Bro Xiao! That really startled everyone earlier. Weʼll definitely keep Wenhao bro company and wonʼt let him be alone.”

”Mm. Thank you for the trouble.”

Xiao He nodded with a smile.

The forger who could make Qian Wenhao burn such solid evidence without a second thought—Xiao Heʼs gut feeling told him it had to be another big shot from the Qian Family. But having just seen so many of the Qian family members, he hadnʼt noticed anything off about them. That meant the mysterious forger had two other possibilities—

One: the forger wasnʼt present today.

Two: the forger had already passed away.

Honestly, just thinking about it, Xiao He had a general direction.

Elder Qianʼs generation had five brothers total. Aside from Elder Qian himself, the others had all achieved great things back in the day. But over the years, as they got older, they passed away one after another, leaving only Elder Qian still alive to hold things together for the family.

So, the person Qian Wenhao wanted to cover up was most likely one of these brothers. Hell, it could even be Qian Wenhaoʼs own biological grandfather.

But this matter was far too complicated.

Xiao He wasnʼt a member of the Qian Family. He was a completely unrelated outsider. If he were the one to expose something like this, no matter how the Qian Family reacted or what they decided to do, at the very least, it wouldnʼt do him any good.

After all, no matter how you looked at it, who would have a pleasant expression for someone who dragged their familyʼs dirty laundry into the open?

So, Xiao He chose to keep quiet and not reveal anything.

He would definitely tell Elder Qian about this, but not in front of everyone, and not by making the Qian Family lose face publicly.

As for what Elder Qian ultimately decided to do, that was the Qian Familyʼs own business.

”Letʼs head out first. Let this place air out a bit.”

Xiao He made up a random excuse and gestured for Qian Wenya to follow him out of the room.

The moment they stepped out, he saw Qian Wenhao, who had finally caught his breath down the hallway, rushing back in a panic.

Seeing Xiao He and Qian Wenya still in his room, Qian Wenhaoʼs face shifted slightly. He shoved his way in to check his room and found that the thing he had just burned was still sitting properly on the desk, untouched. No one had taken it.

He felt an instant wave of relief.

”Wenhao bro! Come on out first! Keep breathing some fresh air outside!”

Qian Wenya didnʼt understand what was going on, but she grabbed Qian Wenhaoʼs arm. ”Or should Second Brother and I stay in the room with you?”

”Uh, letʼs just go out—”

Qian Wenhao certainly didnʼt dare let everyone stay in his room any longer. He quickly led Qian Wenya out and closed the door behind them.

”Huh? Arenʼt we going to air it out?”

Qian Wenya was a bit confused by Qian Wenhaoʼs actions, but he silently led her downstairs, so she could only suppress her questions for now.

A few minutes later, everyone gathered again in the living room on the first floor, chatting as they waited for lunchtime.

Xiao He didnʼt immediately go to Elder Qian to report what had happened. Instead, he very calmly continued chatting with everyone, listening to Fourth Uncle Qian talk about his adventures with tomb raiders.

But he also noticed that Qian Wenhao had thrown several furtive glances his way.

Xiao He pretended not to notice, doing whatever he was doing.

This slightly awkward atmosphere lingered all the way until lunchtime.

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Considering that Qian Wenhao had just gotten back and didnʼt have much of an appetite—he couldnʼt handle rich, heavy food anyway—the Qian Family kept lunch simple with some home-cooked dishes. A few of them were personally made by Qian Wenhaoʼs mother, who hoped her son would have enough of an appetite to eat a little more.

Xiao He took a few bites and found the flavors very good.

Too bad, though—

He swept an inconspicuous glance at the person across from him.

Too bad some people had something weighing on their hearts.

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After the meal, Xiao He took the initiative to leave.

This time, the Qian Family didnʼt try to keep him. Elder Qian chuckled and told the student who had come to pick up Xiao He in the morning to escort him out.

Xiao He didnʼt refuse. He politely said goodbye to everyone and followed Elder Qianʼs student out.

As soon as Xiao He was gone, Qian Wenhao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness. Xiao He probably didnʼt notice anything, right?

Qian Wenhao thought uncertainly to himself, then stood up to head back to his room.

But the next moment, Elder Qianʼs cheerful expression suddenly dropped. The old manʼs whole demeanor turned deadly serious.

”Everyone, sit down.”

The old man tapped the table, and the once lively atmosphere instantly fell silent.

”Qian Wenhao.”

The old manʼs sharp eyes locked directly onto Qian Wenhao.

”Explain yourself—”