Tang Yanqi reached out to take it, and Mr. Sheng looked at her with a loving expression, implying for her to open it and take a look.
Sheng Jianan crossed his arms, leaning against the wall with an inexplicable smile on his face. Tang Yanqi felt a bit embarrassed, but she still reached out and opened the small velvet box.
Inside was a butterfly-shaped brooch inlaid with rubies. Tang Yanqi didn't know much about jewelry, but it was clear that anything Mr. Sheng presented must be invaluable.
Moreover, the brooch was obviously quite old. It wasn't very new, possessing a classic crafted beauty.
"Grandfather, this..."
"This was Grandma Jianan's thing. She loved it most in her lifetime, and now it's yours."
Tang Yanqi quickly shook her head, "Grandfather, this is too precious, I can't..."
This was no longer about the value of the thing itself; it was Grandma Jianan's relic, carrying unimaginable weight.
