"...No, Mom, you said you were going upstairs to get something, and it was this vase?"
"What are you going to do at the Li Family's house holding this thing?"
Seeing his own mother struggling to carry a half-meter tall large vase downstairs, Lu Jingyan was stunned.
Jiang Ting had held this celadon gilded vase before—it has a celadon glaze with gilded bottom, gilded lion handles, and dragon and cloud patterns, one of the Qing Dynasty's royal porcelains.
This vase was bought by his grandfather at an auction for nearly a million several decades ago, later given to his mother as part of her dowry, and now its value had appreciated to eight million.
His mother had always been extremely careful and cherished this vase, covering it with a glass case in the bedroom all these years, usually not letting them get close to it. What was she doing taking it down all of a sudden?
Although he didn't understand, Lu Jingyan hurried forward to take the vase from his mother's hands.