章節 87: Silk

After leaving the Thousand Jade Pavilion, Deng Xinhe held the fake calligraphy that he had bought for 8 yuan and almost cried out.

"Don't tell me you really want me to give this fake to my grandfather! If he finds out that I used a fake to fool him, he will definitely kick me out of the house. At that time, I might become homeless and have to beg for food!"

Qin Xi glanced at him and said, "Do you think I'll believe you?"

To be able to still live so carefreely after commiting a crime, it was obvious that his family really doted on him.

"Xi, did you notice something?" Liu Dequan asked curiously.

Qin Xi smiled and explained, "I'm not sure, but I think it's probably true. However, it's not convenient to say now. Let's go back and try it out!"

Hearing her words, Deng Xinhe seemed to have guessed something and said excitedly, "You mean that Wang Xizhi's painting is a fake, and this fake is actually the real one?"