Wen Tiantian looked at the necklace in her hand.

The silver hollow heart shaped pendant was locked in place and could not be opened.

She looked at the closed door, then carefully put the necklace away, turned around and ran back to her room.

There were no tools in the room. Wen Tiantian went out again and asked the butler for a toolbox to repair the cultural relics. She sat down at the table and carefully examined the necklace.

Her dream was to become a cultural relic repairman, but she had never accepted any systematic studies before. She had only learned them from the internet.

If she hadn't been sent here, she might have entered a school to study cultural relics identification and restoration.

But now, he should have already missed the time to attend class, right?

Wen Tiantian's hands slowly stopped, forcefully suppressing the pain in her eyes.

The next day, the butler brought the toolbox over.

"Sir said that you can use the study on the second floor."

Wen Tiantian looked at the huge toolbox in her hands, it had all the tools in it.

"The second floor?"

"Yes."

Wen Tiantian looked around the room. This was Ji JingChen's room, but apart from the first day, he had never returned.

A bedroom was not a place to work.

Wen Tiantian kept the necklace and carried the box up to the second floor.

The last time she had accidentally fallen down the stairs, she had been very careful.

She went upstairs and turned left. There were a lot of rooms on the second floor, but the butler didn't tell her the specific room.

She thought for a moment, then quietly opened the door a crack and looked inside.

In the large study, a person was sitting at a table, facing her from the side.

Was it Ji Jingchen?

Wen Tiantian hesitated for a moment, but the other person turned around and swept her sharp gaze across the doorway.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Tiantian hesitated for a moment and wanted to sneak out.

Ji JingChen's eyes turned cold.

"Come in."

She had to push open the door and stand there with her toolbox in her arms.

"The steward said that I can work in the study …"

Ji Jingchen narrowed his eyes at him.

He did ask the butler to tell Jiang Yingyao that he could let her use the study on the second floor, but there were two rooms on the second floor, so he wanted her to use the other room.

Did she come here on purpose?

Wen Tiantian lowered her head due to his intimidating gaze and stood on the spot nervously.

Why was he looking at her like that?

Wasn't he the one who came up to the study?

Ji Jingchen stared at her for a moment, then pressed the intercom button on his desk.

"Send in a desk."

With that, he raised his head and stared at Wen Tiantian.

"Come here."

Wen Tiantian nervously licked her lips and hesitated.

His moist lips turned red, and Ji JingChen's gaze darkened.

Wen Tiantian did not feel anything and thought that he was angry. She quickly carried her toolbox and walked over.

"Teacher Ji."

Her smooth and wet face was like a peeled egg, fair and glossy, with a blush on her cheeks. A pair of round cat eyes were inlaid on her exquisite jade-like face.

Ji Jingchen stretched out his hand and placed it on the back of her head, where her hair was curling up.

His hand slid down his back, stopping at his waist. With a slight force, Wen Tiantian uncontrollably fell forward onto his body.

"What do you want to do... "Ugh …"

Just as he opened his mouth, his lips were sealed.

Ji Jingchen's gaze was as dark as a cold pond. He placed one hand on her waist and the other on her chin.

She pressed her dark red lips together.