Lin Xiangwan wanted to get up from the floor.
"Don't move yet!" Qin Muchuan stopped her. "Wife, please don't move yet!"
"Why?" Lin Xiangwan glared at him and challenged his decision.
"I want to investigate the issue you suggested, to see if you are right!" Qin Muchuan declared seriously.
Genuine gold fears no fire. Mostly, her ideas were right so she wasn't afraid of his scrutiny. "You can check for yourself if I am right," she suggested.
Qin Muchuan moved her hand aside and examined the lacquer surface himself.
The old lacquer should have been smoother and more wear-resistant than modern ones. Under constant use, it is plausible that the lacquer would be worn away.
Qin Muchuan smirked, ready to admit that maybe his wife was right.
Lin Xiangwan turned to him again. "Are you going to let go of me now?" she asked.
"Wait a bit more, let me investigate further!"
Studying historical issues was much more interesting than being interrogated by her.
