Their craftsmanship is based on traditional silver casting techniques.

Cheng Yu stood beside the furnace, holding the pliers nervously in both hands, staring at the silver liquid intently.

Bai Luoqi and his bodyguards stood aside and watched quietly, without making any sound, for fear of disturbing him.

The molten silver is slowly poured into the mold, and after cooling, it forms the prototype of the bracelet, sparkling with a faint luster.

The next step is polishing and carving, which is a process that requires a lot of patience.

After more than two hours of polishing, the prototype of the bracelet finally appeared. Cheng Yu held the carving knife in his hand and carefully outlined the delicate lines on the surface of the bracelet.

The middle-aged man beside him patiently instructed him: "Don't be anxious, take your time, and be careful with each cut to ensure smooth lines."

Time passed little by little, Bai Luoqi felt a little sleepy, and dozed off leaning on a chair. The surrounding workshops looked particularly warm under the setting sun.

"Let's stop here today. The gemstone setting may have to be done tomorrow." The middle-aged man's voice interrupted Cheng Yu's thoughts.

Hearing this, Cheng Yu slowly put down the carving knife in his hand.

He looked at the bracelet. The surface lines had begun to appear, but it still lacked a sense of refinement.

Even though he was a little tired, his hands were still reluctant to let go of the carving knife. He felt that he was just a little short of finishing it.

The middle-aged man noticed Cheng Yu's persistence, smiled and patted his shoulder gently.

"You've done well, but if you want to do better, you need more energy. Take a break when you're tired and continue tomorrow."

Cheng Yu hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

My fingers were also slightly sore from holding the carving knife for a long time.

He raised his head and glanced at Bai Luoqi who was sleeping in the chair, with a faint smile on his lips.

Cheng Yu put away the tools, put the bracelet back into the box and carefully closed it.

He tiptoed to Bai Luoqi and patted his shoulder gently.

The little guy rubbed his eyes and opened them drowsily, "Is it over? Orange..."

"Well, let's go back." Cheng Yu answered briefly.

Bai Luoqi yawned, stood up and stretched his stiff body, then turned to thank the middle-aged man, "Thank you, uncle. We'll come again tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow." The middle-aged man smiled and waved, watching the two leave the workshop.

On the way back to the manor, the sky was gradually getting dark and the evening breeze was blowing gently.

Bai Luoqi was in high spirits and looked at the bracelet.

The bracelet has been made to look old and has lost its original luster, but it has become more stable and has two grooves left for setting gemstones.

“So cool.”

At first glance, I thought there were two, but it turned out they were burned together.

"What kind of pattern is this?"

The two rings seem different?

Cheng Yu turned on the computer and pulled out the design drawings for him to see.

"Oh, it's vetiver and orange blossom, it seems like oh, I didn't know you were so good at painting."

Cheng Yu just smiled and didn't remember.

Seeing that Cheng Yu didn't say anything, Bai Luoqi reached out and pulled his sleeve, "Cheng Yu, are you thinking about something?"

Cheng Yu came back to his senses and shook his head slightly, "Almost."

Bai Luoqi scratched his head and said, "I think it's pretty good. Isn't the next step to inlay the gemstones?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yu responded in a low voice, staring down at the bracelet, but his mind had already drifted elsewhere.

Bai Luoqi saw that Cheng Yu was thinking about something, so he didn't disturb him.

"I'm warning you, don't tell that loudmouth Uncle Lu. Once he knows, the whole world will know. Also, don't tell your uncle either. If he asks, just say..."

He couldn’t speak for himself or he would be beaten. Bai Luoqi looked at Cheng Yu who was in a daze.

"Just say what Orange said, you can't tell me, keep it a secret, okay?"

The short fingers made an OK sign.

The bodyguards nodded quickly, thinking back to what Brother Slov said, "Everything should be based on the little ancestor."

After returning to the manor, it was gradually getting dark.

As soon as Cheng Yu and Bai Luoqi stepped into the door, they saw Bai Yan sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a red wine glass in one hand and the other hand casually resting on the back of the sofa, looking lazy.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Bai Yan raised his eyes, and his sharp gaze paused when he saw Cheng Yu's figure.

Then he softened a little, but then returned to his usual coldness.

When he came back from the meeting in the morning, the person was gone. He asked other people, and only Lu Yuqing told him that Cheng Yu and Bai Luoqi had taken bodyguards out.

"I'm back." His voice was low and calm, with a hint of imperceptible concern.

When Bai Luoqi saw Bai Yan, the excitement on his face immediately disappeared, and he was obviously a little afraid of him.

"Where did you go?"

Bai Luoqi wanted to say something else, but was startled by Bai Yan's cold tone. He was stunned for a moment and stammered, "Uh, let's... let's go..."

He thought of asking the bodyguards at Bai Yanyan, but he forgot and would ask them too.

"Kid, go back to your room." Bai Yan interrupted him, his voice low and unquestionable.

"But, but..." Bai Luoqi still wanted to argue, but he looked at Bai Yan and then at Cheng Yu. Finally, he gave in to their gazes and walked upstairs reluctantly with a pout.

The living room suddenly became quiet. Cheng Yu walked over and sat next to Bai Yan. He felt the warmth around him, yet also a little cold.

tired.

"Where have you been?" He repeated, suppressing his anger.

Cheng Yu shook his head, it’s a secret.

I leaned into his arms, wanting a hug, but his arms ached.

Bai Yan saw him rubbing his hands and frowned: "Why are you injured again?"

There were some small cuts on her pretty fingers.

It was obvious that he had just healed his previous scar with great difficulty, but now he had another injury. How could Bai Yan bear it?

"What are you going out for?" Bai Yan frowned even more tightly. He stared at Cheng Yu's expression, as if trying to see something from it.

Cheng Yu recalled what Bai Luoqi had taught him.

"A secret." Cheng Yu's voice was weak, with a smile in his eyes.

Bai Yan didn't want to stop him from doing anything, nor did he want to restrict him.

But I couldn't help but think of this morning, when I finally waited for the person to come back, but he was injured.

"Secret? Do you want to escape?" Bai Yan's voice was low. He held Cheng Yu's hand and his fingertips gently brushed across the tiny wound.

"Don't even think about it!"

?

Cheng Yu was startled and quickly raised his head, meeting his eyes. He saw complex emotions flashing in Bai Yan's eyes, as if he wanted to find some answers from him.

He was puzzled as to why he would think so, and couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved.

Bang!

He didn't like Yanyan's behavior, so he hit him. Yanyan even opened his mouth and bit the back of his hand, leaving neat teeth marks.

"It's your birthday, go out and make a gift, hum!" After saying that, Cheng Yu went upstairs without caring about Bai Yan's reaction.