After She Gave Up Restoring Cultural Relics, She and Her White Moonlight Went Mad

A national treasure urgently needed restoration.

My fiancee deliberately lied to me about the restoration schedule so she could give her junior a chance to take my place.

When I arrived late, the museum director berated me for lacking professional ethics.

After seeing through my fiancee's intentions, I promptly handed the restoration room key to my junior.

"The younger generation surpasses the older. I have faith in you."

My colleagues all urged me not to act rashly. After all, this was a great opportunity to impress the director.

But they didn't know that I was currently the only person in the country capable of restoring that artifact.