After the Delicate Beauty Ran Away, He Pinched Her Waist and Kissed Her Out of Control

[Every artifact is a flirting prop] [The game between repair knives and business contracts] [Cross-generational grudges trigger fatal ambiguity] Cultural relic restorer Wen Nian personally uncovered family secrets, and the gilt Boshan furnace hides a century-old love note. On a rainy night at the old house seven years ago, the young man used his wounds to block the falling beam; Seven years later, during the business war, he crushed her restoration plan into dust and smoke. That night, Shen Yanzhou, with the sandalwood in his palm mixed with the smell of blood, climbed up inch by inch from the slit of her cheongsam, rubbing against her ears and temples. "Miss Wen can restore ancient objects, but can she restore our past?" The candlelight flickered, and Wen Nian was pressed against the gilded wedding certificate by him, watching his Adam's apple roll: "Nian Nian knows, what should be used to unlock the mortise and tenon mechanism of this wood carving?" During the struggle, Wen Nian's skirt tore, but he bit open the tie and wrapped it around her ankle: "Shh, someone is listening. The more painful you scream, the faster I will untie it." Only later did she find out that underneath the tattoo was the marriage contract he had carved when he was young. "You should have expected this day." He grabbed her waist and inserted it into the sandalwood table. "The debt owed by the Wen family must be paid by Mrs. Shen's belly."