Two days later, after Lin Zhiyi had finished designing the base of the brooch, only the setting of the sapphire remained.
Xue Man specially came to oversee the process.
But, unexpectedly, an accident still occurred.
With a snap, the sapphire shattered.
The room fell silent, and the master craftsman's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"No, it wasn't me. I didn't apply any force."
Xue Man came to her senses, picked up half of the sapphire to examine it, and suddenly felt as if her soul had left her body, drained of all strength.
Lin Zhiyi supported her, taking over the half sapphire, and after careful scrutiny, was also stunned.
"This isn't the sapphire we signed for."
Xue Man immediately pulled up the surveillance footage.
It turned out that in the past two days, aside from storing it, no one had entered the storeroom again.
Xue Man slumped in her chair, her hands supporting her head. "How could this happen? Where did it go wrong?"