2017.

Country m.

A heavy rain in the afternoon soaked the soil, and the moist and cool breeze swept the faint jasmine fragrance across the window railing. Wen Ran shook his nose and accurately reproduced the vivid white flowers in his mind.

Wen Ran is one of the most famous Chinese jewelry craftsman master Bai Weiliang in the world, and the other is Wen Ran's senior brother Zhai Chengjing.

Ten years ago, Wen Ran's grandfather was seriously ill. Wen Ran's parents wanted to take her to her, but they were no match for her grandfather's last wish at the end of her life. They hoped to give this talented granddaughter to his friend Bai Weiliang who cherishes each other to teach.

In this way, Wen Ran came to the strange country of M.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

Due to the sudden knock on the door, Wen Ran was distracted and the tool in his hand sank. The next second, the white petals broke and fell on the workbench.

Wen Ran let out a sigh of relief, but she still couldn't help but not be affected by external factors. She put down the tools in her hands and moved her stiff wrists.

The door was pushed open directly.

It's Zhai Xinyi.

Zhai Xinyi is Zhai Chengjing's sister and Wen Ran's only friend.

Zhai Xinyi wore a flesh-pink gauze dress today. She looked fairy-like, but she couldn't hide her frigid nature.

She stepped on her high heels and walked big: "Ranran, why haven't you changed your clothes yet? The dinner has begun for a while."

Wen Ran looked out the window and saw that it was already dark at some point, and a bright moon hung high in the upper right corner.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the petals as thin as cicada wings on the table, meaning: "I have been carving for three hours, now because of you..."

Seeing her aggrieved look, Zhai Xinyi immediately surrendered and put her hands together to apologize: "This time I am my fault. I am disturbing you. You can do it if I go to the mountain of swords or the sea of ​​fire."

As she said that, she pulled Wen Ran up from her work chair: "But now, hurry up and change your clothes, and accompany me downstairs to attend the dinner."

Wen Ran was pushed to the room and turned around and asked, "Why do you have to go?"

"You go down with me first." Zhai Xinyi didn't want to say it.

Wen Ran returned to the room and opened the wardrobe.

She chose a cream-white satin dress, which was length to the middle of the calf, tightened with pleats around her waist, embellished with accordion pleats on her chest, and a one-sided bow strap design, adding agility to the gentleness.

This skirt was given to Wen Ran on her birthday this year and her mother gave it to her.

Zhai Xinyi sat on the bed, making a 'tsk tsk' sound in her mouth, and praised her: "Just say you look the best in white, right?"

Wen Ran's ears were almost calloused when she heard this. She didn't say anything, so she opened the jewelry box, took out the pearl earrings and put them on.

This pair of earrings was given by her father.

Zhai Xinyi walked over and looked at Wen Ran's little face from the mirror.

Wen Ran has a long oval face, with smooth lines, but has collagen, classical charm and a hint of childishness.

Her eyes are not big, her double eyelids are not very obvious, her eyes are round, and her corners are slightly drooping. She often looks listless, but she feels pure, weak and lazy.

Her nose is soft and a little cold, but because of her slightly round mouth, she shyly overshadowed the coldness.

She didn't have a stunning look at her, and she even felt a little bland when she saw her eyes.

But it is undeniable that she has a classical, gentle, gentle, and quiet bookish spirit that attracts men's desires more than her beautiful and perverse appearance.

Zhai Xinyi pursed the corners of her lips and said in a little disappointed tone: "My good sister, when will you be in love?"

Wen Ran paused her hand with studs on her earrings: "Why are you talking about this topic again?"

"It's a pity not to fall in love." Zhai Xinyi picked up the comb and took care of Wen Ran's hair. "If I were a man, I would fall in love with you. I would be fascinated by you."

Wen Ran: "..."

Zhai Xinyi bent down and put her head on Wen Ran's shoulder: "Ran Ran, do you know? I believe whatever you say with this face."

Wen Ran lowered her eyelids and patted Zhai Xinyi’s forehead without hesitation: “You should be serious!”

Zhai Xinyi laughed twice and saw Wen Ran buckle the jewelry box: "Do you only wear earrings, not other jewelry?"

Wen Ran: "If you don't wear it, I just want to be an invisible person."

Zhai Xinyi pulled Wen Ran out: "Invisible man, hurry up."

The banquet has already begun.

Wen Ran and Zhai Xinyi stood at the corner of the stairs, and the crystal lamps on the high ground reflected colorful light.

Wen Ran's eyes swept across the living room, and politely pushed the cup and raised it, and soon found the center.

Bai Weiliang sat on a peach wood chair, wearing a traditional Chinese gown, and his chest was eye-catching natural ice jade Guanyin, paired with green jade egg-faced diamond pendant.

He smiled and looked kind-hearted with his gray beard.

There was a circle of people around him.

Those who could sit close to him were older, jewellery businessmen or famous jewelry designers, and most of the ones who had no seats were young people, standing on both sides as a junior, raising glasses with them from time to time.

Wen Ran swept around the jewelry worn by those people. It was indeed valuable, but it was not surprising.

A man in his fifties waved beside Bai Weiliang, and a young woman immediately stepped forward.

The man introduced to Bai Weiliang: "Mr. Bai, this is the bronze medal winner of this year's Brightpearl. Wu Yunshan is a very talented overseas Chinese girl."

brightpearl is an international jewelry design competition with a very high value in the industry.

Wu Yunshan squatted down and said, "Hello, Mr. Bai, it is my honor to see you."

Bai Weiliang raised his hand slightly and helped Wu Yunshan up with a kind face: "I have seen your design and I have a lot of ideas."

The man struck while the iron was hot: "Yunshan has always admired you very much, and hopes to learn more with you."

Bai Weiliang waved his hand and politely refused: "I am 60 years old, and half of my body has been buried. My two apprentices make me feel bad every day. I want to live a few more years, but I am really powerless."

The man said: "Mr. Bai is joking. Look at how tough you are. Besides, mr. Zhai is the most promising design rookie in the industry."

The people around him responded, talking about Zhai Chengjing's dazzling achievements in the past two years, but no one mentioned Wen Ran.

Everyone knows that Bai Weiliang has two disciples in the closed door.

Zhai Chengjing, 24 years old this year, has won many jewelry competition championships in the past two years and is already well-known in the industry.

The other one, who only heard of being a Chinese girl, was named cynthia.

There are rumors that Cynthia is a genius girl, and Bai Weiliang wants to launch her works at the most appropriate and mature time; there are rumors that Cynthia is limited in talent, and Bai Weiliang is unwilling to let her come out and show her eyes, so she keeps hiding it.

Bai Weiliang wiped his beard at everyone's praise for Zhai Chengjing: "Cheng Jing is really good, but I have a bad little apprentice."

Hearing this, Zhai Xinyi lowered her head and smiled, leaned her elbow a little, teasing her: "Did you hear that, you are not a good person! I think Grandpa Bai is your biggest black fan!"

Wen Ran halfway pulled his eyelids and sighed softly.

Seeing that she was listless, Zhai Xinyi immediately changed her words and comforted her: "Grandpa Bai refused Wu Yunshan and didn't want to accept her, so she said that."

Wen Ran raised his eyes and saw Zhai Xinyi's thumbs up with both hands: "Ran Ran, you are a genius!"

Wen Ran was amused by her.

Seeing Wen Ran laughing, Zhai Xinyi held her arm: "Look at that Wu Yunshan."

Wen Ran looked over and saw that she was still standing next to Bai Weiliang, looking respectfully.

Wen Ran: "What's wrong with her?"

Zhai Xinyi: "Do you think she is beautiful, or me?"

“…”

"Ranran, answer me quickly."

Wen Ran didn't look at Wu Yunshan carefully and answered firmly: "Of course it's you."

Zhai Xinyi asked again: "Look at the necklace around her neck, what do you think?"

Wen Ran walked downstairs and appreciated it from all angles, saying, "I think this design is too piled up, I don't like it very much anyway."

Zhai Xinyi smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, she's just like that."

Wen Ran's mouth twitched: "You ask me to come down and ask this."

Zhai Xinyi smiled brightly: "Yes."

Wen Ran was speechless.

Wen Ran: "You play, I'll go to the studio to practice for a while."

Zhai Xinyi grabbed her: "No! You are bored in the studio all day and you are almost ruined."

“…”

"My brother is coming later and says he has something to do with you, so wait."

Wen Ran raised her eyes and swept the hall, frowned slightly: "It's too noisy here. Why don't I go to the garden? Senior brother, come and call me?"

Her tone was gentle, matching her face, like acting cute.

Zhai Xinyi could not refuse and replied, "Okay".
To be continued...