After I died, they cried in the live studio

In the dim room, Sang Jiyue sat on a chair with bloodshot eyes, staring closely at every move of Sang Shuwan and Nancy on the surveillance screen. When she learned that Farah had sent people to protect them and invited them to the manor, she was filled with uncontrollable anger and jealousy.

"Who is this Farah? Why did she intervene in this matter?" Sang Jiuyue muttered to herself with gritted teeth, thinking frantically about Farah's motives. Suddenly, her eyes flashed, as if she had thought of something, and she slammed the table: "She must have taken a fancy to Sang Shuwan's rose ruby necklace! That's right, it must be like this!"

The more Sang Jiuyue thought about it, the more she felt that her inference was correct. In her opinion, no one would be nice to others for no reason, especially a shrewd and sophisticated businessman like Farah. The necklace was priceless and had a unique charm that was enough to tempt anyone.

"Humph, since she wants the necklace, I have a way." Sang Jiuyue's lips curled up into a strange smile, and her eyes revealed a crazy determination. She picked up her phone and dialed a number, her tone was urgent and decisive: "Contact the best jeweler for me. I want to customize a top-notch necklace at any cost. It must be more gorgeous and more precious than Sang Shuwan's! Money is not a problem, the sooner the better!"

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiuyue leaned back in her chair with a smug look on her face. She imagined Farah's surprised and envious expression when she appeared in front of her wearing the custom-made necklace. "When the time comes, Farah will know that I, Sang Jiuyue, am the one with real strength, and she will shift her attention to me and stop protecting that bitch Sang Shuwan."

However, Sang Jiuyue seemed to have overlooked that she had fallen deeper and deeper into the dispute caused by jealousy and greed, and gradually lost her mind. She was immersed in her own fantasy, thinking that as long as she had a more precious necklace, she could get everything she wanted, including the attention and respect of others.

In the next few days, Sang Jiyue anxiously waited for the necklace to be completed, while constantly sending people to monitor Sang Shuwan and Farah's movements. She became more and more impatient, and would fly into a rage at the slightest dissatisfaction, beating and scolding the people around her.

Finally, the jeweler informed Sang Jiuyue that her custom-made necklace was ready. Sang Jiuyue could not wait to rush to the jewelry store, and when she saw the necklace, her eyes lit up instantly. The necklace was inlaid with several huge diamonds and rare gemstones, shining brightly under the light, and the craftsmanship was unparalleled.

"Very good, this is it." Sang Jiuyue smiled with satisfaction, picked up the necklace, and carefully put it into the box. She was thinking in her mind that she would find a suitable time to appear in front of Farah, show the necklace, and implement her plan.

But Sang Jiyue didn't know that her every move was under the control of others. Farah had long noticed that someone was secretly monitoring her and had heard about Sang Jiyue's behavior. In Farah's view, Sang Jiyue's actions were nothing more than childish and ridiculous struggles.

Sang Shuwan and Nancy are gradually relaxing in Farah's manor, enjoying a rare quiet time. They don't know that a farce carefully planned by Sang Jiuyue is about to take place, and what impact this farce will have on them is unknown.

Under the strict escort of bodyguards, Sang Shuwan and Nancy drove slowly to Farah's manor. The car drove along the winding road. Tall palm trees were neatly arranged on both sides. The broad leaves rustled in the breeze, as if whispering the mysterious story of the manor. The lush branches and leaves intertwined with each other, forming a natural green dome above the road. The sunlight shone through the gaps, leaving patches of light and shadow on the ground.

As the car gradually approached the manor, a majestic gate suddenly came into view. This gate is carefully made of heavy and fine metal, and the surface is carved with intricate and exquisite patterns. Looking closely, the patterns have both mysterious totems symbolizing the ancient Persian culture and smart and elegant plant patterns. Every detail is carved vividly, showing the extraordinary taste and profound heritage of the owner of the manor. On both sides of the gate, there stands a lifelike stone lion statue, which majestically guards the entrance of the manor with its mouth wide open, as if announcing to the world the majesty and inviolability of the manor. The guards at the door are dressed in neat and fine uniforms, with a posture as straight as a pine tree, and their eyes reveal concentration and vigilance. Seeing the car slowly approaching, they quickly and respectfully opened the gate.

The car slowly drove into the manor. The first thing that caught Sang Shuwan and Nancy's eyes was a huge fountain that was magnificent. The base of the fountain was made of flawless white marble with fine textures. This marble was carefully selected from a distant place of origin and was carefully carved by craftsmen for countless days and nights to present its current perfect appearance. The base was carved with gods and rare animals in ancient Greek mythology. The gods were solemn and majestic, holding artifacts or gazing into the distance with deep eyes; the rare animals were in various shapes, some with bared fangs and claws, and some docile and peaceful. Each carving was lifelike, as if it was given life. The water column of the fountain was like a smart elf, jumping high, and sparkling with crystal light under the sunlight, just like countless dazzling diamonds jumping and dancing happily. The water splashed and fell on the surrounding flowers and plants like fine rain, making the delicate flowers more colorful and eye-catching, and the emerald green leaves more shiny and moist.

Surrounding the fountain is a vast expanse of lawn, which is neatly trimmed with blades of uniform length, like a flat and soft green carpet, extending into the distance and blending into the skyline. The lawn is carefully dotted with various rare and precious flowers, including gorgeous red roses with layers of petals, exuding a rich and charming fragrance; noble and elegant tulips, colorful, swaying gently in the breeze, as if dancing; and many unnamed exotic flowers and plants, which are intertwined to form a colorful sea of flowers, exuding bursts of intoxicating fragrance, attracting butterflies and bees to shuttle and fly among the flowers.

In the distance, a magnificent and beautiful villa stands proudly. The architectural style of the villa cleverly combines the gorgeous charm of Persian tradition with the simple and fashionable elements of modern design. The appearance not only highlights the profound heritage of ancient civilization, but also retains the simplicity and grandeur of modern architecture. The main building of the villa is made of high-quality brick and stone materials, and the surface has been specially treated, which gives off a soft and warm luster under the sunlight. The walls of the villa are covered with lush green vines, which meander along the walls, adding a bit of natural vitality and agile vitality to this magnificent building. The vines are dotted with small flowers, like colorful gems, which are particularly delicate and beautiful against the backdrop of green leaves.

The roof of the villa is in a unique arc shape, covered with quaint red tiles, which have been baptized by the years but still retain their bright colors. There are several exquisite towers scattered on the roof, and the spires of the towers pierce the sky, as if they are a mysterious passage to the sky. The windows of the towers are inlaid with colored glass, and the sunlight shines into the house through the glass, forming colorful beams of light, creating a dreamy and mysterious atmosphere.

The front of the villa is a row of tall and spacious French windows. The window frames are made of exquisite metal and are also carved with exquisite patterns, which complement the style of the door. Through the French windows, you can vaguely see the luxurious and elegant decorations inside the house. The door of the villa is made of heavy solid wood, with exquisite patterns carved on the surface, and the door handle is made of pure gold, shining brightly in the sun.

The car slowly stopped in front of the villa. Farah was already waiting at the door. She was wearing a gorgeous long dress. The fabric of the dress was the top-grade silk from the silk town. It was soft and smooth, and the color was bright and beautiful. The dress was embroidered with exquisite patterns. These patterns were carefully embroidered by skilled embroiderers. Every flower and every leaf was lifelike, as if telling an ancient story. Farah's face was filled with a warm smile. When she saw Sang Shuwan and Nancy get off the car, she hurried to greet them.

"Welcome, dear friends!" Farah opened her arms and gave them a warm hug. "I hope you will like it here."

Sang Shuwan and Nancy responded to Farah's hug somewhat reservedly, but their eyes were deeply attracted by the villa in front of them. "Ms. Farah, your manor is so beautiful!" Sang Shuwan exclaimed sincerely, his eyes full of amazement and envy.

"Yes, it's like a dream world." Nancy couldn't help but sigh, her face full of shock and surprise.

Farah smiled and said, "I'm so happy to receive your praise. This is the place I cherish most, and I hope it can become your most beautiful memory in Persia. Please come in, I have prepared sumptuous refreshments for you." As she spoke, Farah led Sang Shuwan and Nancy, with elegant steps, and slowly walked into this charming and luxurious villa.

Under Farah's enthusiastic guidance, Sang Shuwan and Nancy slowly stepped into the gate of the villa with a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw a spacious hall with extremely high ceilings. The gorgeous crystal chandeliers hung down from the ceiling, like a solidified galaxy of stars. Each crystal was cut to perfection, reflecting the colorful light, making the entire hall look like a dreamland. The floor of the hall was paved with expensive marble, with natural and smooth textures, and the joints were tightly connected. The light was so bright that Sang Shuwan and Nancy could even see their own reflections clearly on the floor.

"Wow..." Nancy couldn't help but exclaim softly, her eyes wide open with shock and surprise, and her steps unconsciously slowed down, as if she was frozen by this luxurious scene.

Sang Shuwan was also shocked by the scene before her. She opened her mouth slightly, her face full of surprise, but her years of self-cultivation allowed her to come back to her senses quickly. She secretly admired Farah's wealth and taste.

Farah smiled, with a hint of pride in her eyes. She raised her hand gently and gracefully motioned for the two to go in: "Please come in, don't be shy, just treat this place as your home."

They walked along the hall. There were exquisite paintings hanging on the walls on both sides. Sang Shuwan guessed that they were all from famous artists. Each painting was framed in an exquisite frame, which complemented the luxurious atmosphere of the whole room. She couldn't help but stop and carefully appreciate one of the oil paintings depicting an ancient Persian city. The rich colors and delicate brushstrokes in the picture seemed to bring her into that mysterious and ancient world.

Farah noticed Sang Shuwan's actions and walked up to him and introduced him softly, "This is the work of a famous Persian painter. He is good at using colors and brushstrokes to show the history and culture of our country. I like his style very much, so I collected a few of his paintings."

Sang Shuwan turned around and said to Farah with a smile, "Ms. Farah, your collection is amazing. Every painting is like a story."

Then, they came to the living room. There was a set of soft leather sofas in the living room. The color of the sofas was deep and noble royal blue, which complemented the surrounding environment. The coffee table in front of the sofa was carved from a huge piece of natural jade, with unique texture and warm luster. On the coffee table was a set of exquisite tea sets. The material of the tea sets was fine bone china, with exquisite floral patterns painted on it. Each flower was lifelike and seemed to emit a faint fragrance.

"Please take a seat," Farah greeted them warmly, and she sat down gracefully on the sofa, reaching out to pick up the teapot and pouring tea for the two of them. Her movements were skillful and elegant, and every detail revealed her good upbringing.

Sang Shuwan and Nancy sat down carefully, feeling the softness and comfort of the sofa. Nancy looked at the tea set on the coffee table and couldn't help but praise: "Ms. Farah, your tea set is so beautiful, the pattern is so delicate."

Farah handed them the teacups with a smile and said, "I prepared this specially for our guests. I hope you like it. This is our unique black tea. It has a mellow taste and rich aroma. Please try it."

Sang Shuwan took the teacup and took a sip. The aroma of the black tea instantly spread in her mouth. She couldn't help but reveal a satisfied look: "Well, it's really delicious. Thank you, Ms. Farah."

During the conversation, Sang Shuwan secretly observed Farah, and saw that her eyes were sincere, her smile was warm, and her every move exuded a kind of confidence and calmness. Sang Shuwan couldn't help but feel more favorable towards Farah, and gradually relaxed. She thought, maybe in this manor, they can really spend some good time and temporarily forget the troubles and dangers of the outside world.

After taking a short rest in the living room, Farah stood up with a gentle smile on her face and said, "I think it's time to take you to taste the real delicious food of our Persian cuisine." Sang Shuwan and Nancy looked at each other with anticipation in their eyes, and quickly got up and followed Farah to the restaurant.

Before they even stepped into the restaurant, a strong and unique aroma hit their noses. It was a charming mixture of spices, grilled meat and various exotic ingredients, which instantly aroused their appetite. When the door of the restaurant slowly opened, a Persian-style scene appeared before their eyes.

The restaurant is luxuriously decorated and full of characteristics. The walls are hung with colorful Persian tapestries, which are woven with exquisite mythological stories and traditional patterns. Every stitch and thread seems to be telling the ancient history. The ceiling is hung with unique lamps, which are soft and warm, and sprinkled on the dining table, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere.

The dining table was filled with a variety of exquisite tableware, the silver knives and forks sparkled with a cold light, and the plates were made of delicate ceramics with gorgeous golden patterns painted on the edges. But the most eye-catching thing was the delicious food on the table.

"Wow, these look great!" Nancy couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes wide open, full of novelty and excitement. Her face was filled with a bright smile, and her pace unconsciously quickened, wanting to take a closer look at these delicacies.

Sang Shuwan was also shocked by the scene in front of her. She opened her mouth slightly, her eyes full of curiosity and admiration. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that this was completely different from the scenes she had seen in domestic restaurants before. Everything exuded a strong exotic flavor.

Farah looked at their reactions with a satisfied smile on her face. She gently pulled a chair over and said, "Please sit down and try our Persian specialties."

After the three of them sat down, Farah began to introduce each dish enthusiastically. "This is our traditional Persian roast lamb. We use the most tender lamb meat, marinated with a variety of spices, and roasted in a special oven. The skin is golden and crispy, and the inside is tender and juicy." As Farah spoke, he picked up a piece of lamb with a silver fork and put it on his plate, his movements elegant and skillful.

Sang Shuwan and Nancy followed Farah's example and each took a piece of roasted lamb. The moment they took the lamb, the tender meat and rich spice flavor spread in their mouths, stimulating their taste buds and making them intoxicated.

"It's so delicious!" Sang Shuwan's eyes lit up, and a satisfied look appeared on her face as she praised sincerely. Her eyes were full of surprise, and her original expectation for Persian food was now greatly satisfied. Then, Farah pointed to a colorful dish and introduced it: "This is Persian pilaf, which is a mixture of rice, lamb, carrots, raisins and various nuts. It is rich in nutrition and tastes sweet."

Nancy couldn't wait to taste it. The softness of the rice, the freshness of the mutton, the sweetness of the carrots, and the unique flavors of the raisins and nuts blended perfectly together, with a rich taste. "Well, this taste is wonderful. I have never eaten such a special meal." Nancy said vaguely while chewing, with a happy smile on her face.

While tasting the food, Farah also introduced them to Persian table manners and cultural traditions. Sang Shuwan and Nancy listened with great interest and asked questions from time to time, which Farah answered patiently.

This meal not only allowed Sang Shuwan and Nancy to taste delicious Persian cuisine, but also made them feel the unique charm of Persian culture. In this exotic restaurant, they temporarily forgot all their worries and immersed themselves in this wonderful atmosphere.

In the restaurant, Farah smiled and raised her hand to gesture gracefully, and began to introduce the delicacies on the table to Sang Shuwan and Nancy. "This tender and juicy grilled chicken kebab uses our local free-range chickens, which have firm meat and are paired with exclusive secret spices. It is a frequent guest on our Persian table." She spoke at a moderate speed, her voice was soft and a little enthusiastic, "And this plate of Persian stew, which has rich vegetables and tender beef, and is very tasty. The rich soup is perfect for soaking pancakes." After a brief introduction, she invited the two to taste it quickly.

Sang Shuwan and Nancy picked up the cutlery and began to taste it impatiently. The aroma of the grilled chicken skewers instantly spread in their mouths. The tender chicken and the unique spices made them praise it highly. The Persian stew was no less delicious, and the rich flavor made them eat more.

During the meal, Farah shared some interesting stories about local food from time to time, which made Sang Shuwan and Nancy laugh.

After the meal, Farah suggested: "Dear friends, let's enjoy afternoon tea. I have prepared some of our Persian-style snacks." Sang Shuwan and Nancy readily agreed.

The three of them moved to a sunroom, which was bright, warmly decorated, and filled with green plants, making people feel particularly comfortable.

An exquisite round table was placed in the middle of the room, and it was already filled with all kinds of snacks. There were small and exquisite macarons, brightly colored, crispy on the outside, and soft and sweet on the inside; there were also layers of Napoleon puff pastry, the pastry broke at the touch, and the cream in the middle was delicate and smooth; and various cute little cakes, dotted with fresh fruits, which looked very tempting. Just looking at these exquisite snacks, Sang Shuwan and Nancy were already drooling.

In addition to snacks, there was also a set of exquisite tea sets on the table. Farah personally made tea for everyone, her technique was skillful and her movements were graceful. As hot water was poured into the teapot, a fresh tea fragrance spread.

"This is our Persian specialty black tea. It has a mellow taste and rich aroma. It is perfect with these snacks." Farah said as she poured the brewed tea into a delicate teacup.

Sang Shuwan picked up the teacup and took a sip. The aroma of black tea spread in her mouth, warm and comfortable. She picked up a macaron and put it in her mouth. The crispy and soft taste intertwined, sweet but not greasy. "Ms. Farah, these refreshments are so delicious. You are so enthusiastic and thoughtful." Sang Shuwan said with a smile, her eyes full of gratitude.

Nancy nodded and agreed: "Yes, everything is delicious. I feel like I am intoxicated by the deliciousness."

Farah looked at the satisfied expressions of the two people and showed a gratified smile on her face: "As long as you like it, I am also very happy to share these delicacies with you."

In the warm sun room, the three of them enjoyed delicious tea and snacks while chatting. From Persian culture and art to their own interesting life stories, the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. The sun shone on them through the window, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. Everything seemed so beautiful and comfortable.

In the sun room, a warm atmosphere permeated the air, with the aroma of tea and the sweet aroma of snacks intertwined. Farah gently put down the teacup in her hand, her expression suddenly became a little serious, she frowned slightly, looked at Sang Shuwan and Nancy, and said slowly: "There is something I think I should tell you. From the moment you came to Persia, someone has been watching you secretly."

When Sang Shuwan and Nancy heard this, the smiles on their faces disappeared instantly. They looked at each other with surprise and vigilance in their eyes. "Who is it?" Sang Shuwan couldn't help asking, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

Farah sighed softly and said, "It was a person named Sang Jiuyue. We only found her after some investigation. Ever since you set foot on Persian soil, she has been wandering around, trying to find an opportunity to get close to you."

"Oh, it's her!" Sang Shuwan's eyes widened instantly, and a trace of anger flashed across her face, "She followed us again, she's really haunting us!" As she spoke, she unconsciously clenched her fists, and her knuckles turned white from the force. Thinking of the various conflicts with Sang Jiuyue before, those unpleasant memories came to her mind, making her anger rise.

Nancy also had a look of disgust on her face, her brows twisted into a "川" shape, and she pouted and said, "Why do I always run into her causing trouble everywhere? I really don't know what she wants to do!" Her eyes were full of helplessness and annoyance, and her previous good mood was completely destroyed by this news. In her opinion, Sang Jiuyue was like a trouble that could not be shaken off, always coming out to disrupt things when they were happy.

Farah looked at the reactions of the two and knew that there must be some deep grudge between them and Sang Jiuyue. "It seems that you are very familiar with her?" Farah raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

In the core area of the wealthy area of Star City, Farah's manor is like a hidden dream fortress, quietly exuding its own luxury and mysterious atmosphere. The manor's exterior walls are made of simple bricks and stones, covered with lush ivy, and sparkling with vitality under the caress of the sun. The huge carved iron door is closed, and the delicate patterns on the door handle tell the story of the years, as if showing every visitor the family's heritage and glory.

That afternoon, the sun was like a golden veil, gently spreading over every inch of the manor. Farah, Sang Shuwan and Nancy stood in front of the manor's gate. Farah raised her chin slightly, her black gemstone-like eyes flashed with confidence and pride, her mouth slightly raised, with a mysterious and charming smile, like an elf holding the key to a wonderful world. She said to Sang Shuwan and Nancy beside her: "Do you know that I have a great collection room at home, with so many treasures in it, do you want to go and see it?"

Sang Shuwan and Nancy looked at each other, their eyes instantly filled with curiosity and anticipation, like two children about to step into a mysterious treasure world. They said in unison, "Okay!" The sound was crisp and full of energy, as if it could penetrate this quiet afternoon.

Farah raised her hand and pressed the combination lock beside the gate. With a slight mechanical turning sound, the heavy iron gate slowly opened to both sides. The three of them walked forward along the wide stone road, with neatly trimmed gardens on both sides. Various rare flowers swayed in the breeze, red like fire, pink like clouds, white like snow, they competed with each other, exuding charming fragrance, interweaving into a colorful sea of flowers. Butterflies danced among the flowers, sometimes resting on the petals, as if whispering to the flowers. Bees were busy shuttling among them, collecting sweet nectar.

Passing through the garden, a luxurious European-style villa stands before us. The villa's architectural style is elegant and solemn, with tall stone pillars supporting a wide porch, and white walls shining softly in the sun. The red glazed tiles on the roof are staggered and reflect a dazzling luster under the sun. The windows of the villa are huge and bright, through which you can vaguely see the exquisite layout of the house.

The three of them walked into the villa. As soon as they stepped into the spacious living room, Sang Shuwan and Nancy were stunned by the luxurious scene in front of them. On the ceiling of the living room, a huge crystal chandelier was dazzling. Countless crystals were shining with colorful light under the light, as if the entire starry sky was concentrated in this small world. The carpet under the feet was soft and thick. It felt like stepping on clouds, making people feel extremely comfortable. The pattern of the carpet was exquisite and was carefully woven by craftsmen. Every stitch and every thread contained endless efforts. On the wall hung a series of valuable oil paintings. These paintings were of different styles. Some were rich in color, full of passion and vitality; some were delicate in brushstrokes, depicting delicate emotions and profound artistic conception. Each painting was like a mysterious world, attracting people to explore and discover.

Farah took light steps, like an elegant dancer, and led them to the collection room. Along the way, Sang Shuwan and Nancy's eyes were attracted by the exquisite ornaments and sculptures around them as if they were attracted by a magnet. Some of those ornaments and sculptures were carved from precious jade, and some were made of pure gold. Each one was a masterpiece of art. They either showed the image of heroes in mythology or depicted the beautiful scenery of nature. Every detail was carved vividly, which made people impressed by the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsmen.

Finally, Farah stopped in front of a huge oak door. The door was tall and heavy, with exquisite patterns carved on the surface. Those patterns seemed to be the work of nature and the careful creation of an artist. Farah took out a special key from her pocket. The key had a unique shape and shone with silver light. The patterns on it echoed the patterns on the door, as if it was tailor-made for this door. She gently inserted the key into the keyhole, and with a crisp "click", the door slowly opened, like a door to a mysterious treasure world being slowly opened.

"Wow..." Sang Shuwan and Nancy couldn't help but exclaimed at the same time. The collection room was filled with all kinds of rare items, as if it was a treasure house of rare treasures from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad. Ancient calligraphy and paintings were hung on the walls, some of which were beautifully mounted and placed in gorgeous frames; others exuded the vicissitudes of time, and the paper was slightly yellowed, but it still couldn't cover up its unique artistic charm. In the center of the collection room, there were several huge glass display cabinets. The lights in the display cabinets were soft and bright, illuminating the dazzling array of jewelry, antique porcelain and precious cultural relics displayed inside.

"This is an antique pocket watch that my grandfather brought back from Europe. It is said to have a history of more than 200 years." Farah pointed to a pocket watch in a display case. The outer shell of the pocket watch was made of pure gold, with exquisite patterns carved on it. The patterns were complex and delicate, and each line was smooth and natural, as if telling the glory and honor of the past. Farah gently opened the cover of the watch, and the gears inside were clearly visible. They were still running accurately, making a crisp and rhythmic ticking sound, as if telling people the story of time.

Nancy leaned in and looked at the pocket watch carefully, her eyes wide open, full of envy and amazement. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she said softly: "This is too exquisite, it feels like every detail contains a deep historical background. I can almost see the scene when it was passed through the hands of European nobles. It must have been extremely luxurious and glorious."

Sang Shuwan was attracted by a huge landscape painting. She walked slowly and involuntarily to the front of the painting, staring at the picture closely, as if she was deeply absorbed. The painting was exquisitely done with profound artistic conception. The mountains in the distance were rolling and shrouded in clouds and mist, as if it was a fairyland on earth; the streams nearby were gurgling, and the fish in the water were swimming freely, as if you could hear their cheerful playfulness. The whole painting seemed to bring people into an ethereal world, making people forget the troubles and noise of the world. "This painting is so shocking, Farah, who is this work?" Sang Shuwan asked softly, her voice full of awe and curiosity.

Farah stepped forward with a gentle smile on her face and softly introduced: "This is an authentic work of a famous painter from the Ming Dynasty. My father spent a lot of effort to get it. For this painting, he ran around and looked for various channels, even spending a lot of money. I am deeply moved by his love and persistence for art."

In another display case, there is a set of exquisite jade jewelry. The emerald green jade exudes a warm luster under the light, as if it is the most precious gift from nature. The jade beads on the necklace are round and full, each of which looks like a carefully selected gem. They are connected in series to form a beautiful necklace. The bracelet has a delicate texture and a warm touch. Wearing it on your hand seems to make you feel the breath of nature. Each piece of jewelry is a rare treasure that makes people love it.

Nancy sighed softly and said with emotion: "These jewels are so beautiful. This is the first time I have seen such beautiful jade. Their colors are so bright and their texture is so pure. They are simply masterpieces of nature."

Farah smiled and said, "If you like, you can take a look at them. These are all treasures of my family. Each one carries the memories and stories of our family. They are not just objects, but also witnesses of our family history."

During the visit, Sang Shuwan's eyes were suddenly attracted by an inconspicuous small box placed in a corner of the collection room. Compared with the gorgeous exhibits around it, this box seemed a little out of place. Its appearance was plain and without any gorgeous decorations. It was just an ordinary wooden box. Sang Shuwan walked over curiously, stretched out his finger, gently pointed at the box and asked: "Fara, what's in this box?"

Farah's eyes moved slightly, as if the softest corner of her heart was touched. A gentle smile appeared on her face, which was full of nostalgia and attachment to the past. "These are some treasures from my childhood, which are of great significance to me." As she said this, she gently squatted down and carefully opened the box, as if she was opening a treasure box full of childhood memories.

The box contained some handmade small items, including paper cranes, small animals made of colored clay, and some yellowed photos. In the photos, Farah was still a little girl with a ponytail. Her smile was bright and innocent, and her eyes were shining brightly, as if the whole world was full of sunshine and hope. Her cheeks were rosy, like a ripe apple, making people want to pinch them.

"I made these when I was a kid. They're not worth much, but each one carries my beautiful memories." Farah picked up a paper crane and gently stroked its wings, her eyes full of nostalgia. Her thoughts seemed to have returned to her carefree childhood, when she was filled with joy and surprise every day. She played in the garden with her friends, folding paper cranes and kneading colored clay. Those simple and beautiful times became the most precious treasure in her heart.

Sang Shuwan and Nancy looked at these little objects full of childlike fun, and a warm feeling welled up in their hearts. It turned out that behind Farah's seemingly luxurious life, there was also such a pure and beautiful side. They seemed to see a different Farah, a girl full of childlike innocence and dreams.

After visiting the collection room, the three of them came to the garden of the villa. The air in the garden was fresh and sweet, filled with the scent of various flowers and grass. The sun shone in the garden, casting a golden glow on everything, as if it were a beautiful oil painting. There was a small artificial lake in the garden, the water was clear and you could see the bottom, and groups of colorful fish swam freely in the water. The lakeside was full of weeping willows, and the slender willow branches swayed in the wind, just like a girl's long hair fluttering in the wind. (End of this chapter)