Jiang Shuya got up, walked over and opened the drawer as instructed, embracing a vintage jewelry box with a red base and black engraved patterns.
She carried it over and handed it to Grandma Jiang, who took it and placed it on her lap, her aged hands stroking the intricate and beautiful patterns on the lid.
"Grandma, what is this?" Jiang Shuya handed the box over.
She had never seen this box before; it was the old-fashioned copper lock, it seemed to be Grandma's treasure.
"You'll find out soon enough." Grandma Jiang didn't explain, but asked her, "Why hasn't Jingfeng come?"
"He's been busy with work because of the wedding preparations recently. I don't want to disturb him." Jiang Shuya didn't want Huo Jingfeng to be dragged into their family matters, troubling him.
