He felt somewhat disgruntled as he took out an exquisitely crafted sandalwood box. "Even if you hadn't mentioned the birthday feast, I would still have attended. I've heard Auntie is fond of jade. This was brought back by a friend from abroad and it looks to be of excellent color and quality, flawless and translucent inside. It must look very good on your wrist."
"You're mistaken!"
Jian's Mother lifted her chin. "When it comes to jade, the ones from our country are the best, especially those in the hands of certain domestic collectors—the color, the luster, the quality are impeccable. In contrast, this foreign stuff is merely passable."
Fu Shengyuan appeared slightly embarrassed.
Jian's Mother quickly added with a laugh, "Yours is quite nice, but I already have many, so I won't be accepting it."
