Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

As he spoke, the sharp knife in his hand cut his skin.

Master Lu was so frightened that his heart and liver were about to burst, and his whole body was shaking: "There are so many people here, why are you dragging me down with you? Go and get someone else!"

Ai Fei traced the broken hole, bit by bit: "Because you lied! Huizhou Family Series, I saw an old craftsman firing it with my own eyes.

The bluestone alley, the old peach tree, and the beautiful woman doing flower-stitching clearly represent the life of the old craftsman. Day after day, year after year, he crafts porcelain while guarding his wife, never leaving the ancient village for a single step...

You claimed the porcelain he made as your own, you claimed all traces of his life as your own, you even regarded his and his wife's dependence on each other as your own love story, and made a big fuss about it to create a gimmick and gain fame!

The old craftsman and his wife died in a car accident and could no longer make porcelain.

You then claim that your beloved wife died unexpectedly and because you missed her so much, you want to retire and never make porcelain again.

In fact, no one will make these beautiful porcelains for you to make you famous.

You have monopolized the fruits of their labor, not only making a fortune, but also gaining fame and reputation. You have also given national speeches under the title of intangible cultural heritage inheritor to promote the porcelain in your hands and make more money!

You're stepping on other people's corpses to get to the top, and you still say you're not lying, huh?"

As soon as Ai Fei saw the set of Huizhou Family series of handmade porcelain, she knew it was her father's craftsmanship.

In my childhood memories, my father made porcelain day after day, and my mother sat under the old peach tree and picked flowers day after day...

That bluestone alley, that house with pink walls and black tiles, and her mother's quiet and gentle look as she lowered her eyes while embroidering, are memories and images engraved in her bones that will never fade away.

Now, all these memories, these images, have been stolen by the shameless Master Lu, who uses them to gain fame and earn huge wealth!

Master Lu was deeply shocked when he heard this, and a huge wave of emotion was set off.

For a moment, he forgot about the sharp knife on his neck. He turned his head sharply and looked at Ai Fei, his pupils shrinking. "You, who are you?"

How could he say it so accurately!

The old craftsman stayed with his wife, had almost no contact with outsiders, and almost never left the alley. How could, how could someone know these secrets!

Ai Fei wore a full-face mask, revealing only a pair of cold and gloomy eyes.

"You don't need to know who I am. Just tell me, how did you get these porcelains? How did you take them for yourself?"

Master Lu's heart trembled at the sight of those cold eyes.

He tried his best to say, "I got these porcelains legally. I paid for them..."

Before he could finish his words, he realized that he had said the wrong thing in a hurry!

If he bought them with money, doesn't that prove that these porcelains were not made by him personally?

Ai Fei asked coldly, "You bought it with money? How much did you spend on it?"

Master Lu fell speechless for a moment.

In fact, he didn't spend much money, and the little money he spent was a world of difference compared to the money he earned later!

At the very beginning, he actually didn't want to gain fame and claim it for himself.

Deep in the alley, he discovered the porcelain made by the old craftsman and was amazed by its beauty!

He bought a lot from the old craftsmen and took them back to his Yunyatang to sell.

He had been running Yunyatang for years, but business was not good and he had suffered a lot of losses. He was almost unable to sustain it and was planning to close it down, but he never expected good news to come his way.