Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 682: Chapter 682: The Pastel Hollowed-Out Flower Vase

Caleb spoke lazily, “Grandma’s birthday is coming up, and the Mamet family is going to hold a birthday banquet. You’ll go with me when the time comes.”

Xaviera nodded in agreement and then hurriedly left the bedroom.

Watching her fleeing figure, Caleb hooked his lips and took out a piece of paper from the drawer of the bedside table, on which was written a sentence: [Don’t have other ideas.]

Thinking of the warm embrace before he fell asleep last night, with Xaviera’s soft, boneless little hands wrapped around his waist, that touch was really irresistible, and then he left a message with a smile: [Suddenly, I feel like having a lovely wife isn’t so bad!]

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After coming downstairs for breakfast, Yigol called: “Do you know Grandma’s going to have a birthday banquet?”

“I don’t understand why she still wants to hold a birthday banquet given her poor health! But she says it’s like there’s something important to announce. Xaviera, have you thought about what birthday gift to give Grandma? How about you go with me to pick something out.”

Listening to Yigol’s tone, Xaviera suddenly realized why proud Caleb always gave her a familiar feeling. Proud Caleb and Yigol were basically the same.

However, Yigol was not as scheming as Caleb, and he would not act coyly like Caleb, asking for hugs. Caleb’s clingy appearance was just like an angelic bitch.

Pretending to be pitiful and asking her for a hug, deliberately timing things so she’d be misunderstood by her senior fellow, only proud Caleb could do such a dog act!

After a moment of silence, Xaviera suddenly asked, “Yigol, do you want to hug me?” frёewebηovel.cѳm

Yigol: “???” What’s up with Xaviera all of a sudden? Don’t you dare mess with me!

Buzz buzz…

Yigol hurriedly hung up the phone, unsure if Caleb was around Xaviera, but his intuition told him that hanging up the phone was the best way to save himself from being implicated by Xaviera.

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In the afternoon, Xaviera accompanied Yigol to the Libanan Pedestrian Street.

Yigol: “Grandma loves famille rose porcelain. I know there’s a store here that has a famille rose hollowed-out porcelain vase. I’ve been here a few times, trying to buy the vase, but the owner refuses to sell it to me, saying he’ll only sell it to someone fated. Grandma’s birthday is fast approaching, and I don’t know if we’ll be able to buy it this time.”

As soon as they reached the door, an amiable middle-aged man greeted them and led them into the courtyard.

Xaviera didn’t know much about porcelain, but she was genuinely surprised when she saw the famille rose. No wonder the old lady liked it – the hollowed-out vase’s craftsmanship was complex, and only a few people could pull it off.

The middle-aged man said, “The craftsmanship of the famille rose hollowed-out porcelain vase is intricate, making it a rare piece. Many people have come to try and buy it, but my grandfather has never agreed, because he doesn’t care about the money. He just has one particular request.”

Xaviera curiously asked, “What’s the request?”

“The famille rose hollowed-out porcelain vase took several skilled craftsmen working tirelessly for three days and nights to create. They failed countless times before creating such a perfect piece. The control of the heat, the carving technique, and the gemstone inlay, any single mistake would require starting over from scratch, which is why it is so valuable. Now that my grandfather is getting old, he wants to gather the world’s top craftsmen and create a unique famille rose porcelain vase for his great-granddaughter.”

“My grandfather’s eldest grandson, my cousin, left home many years ago and is now untraceable. My grandfather heard that my cousin had left behind a daughter, but after a long investigation, he couldn’t find her.”

“With his advanced age, he fears suddenly leaving the world without seeing his great-granddaughter one last time. So, he wants to find famous craftsmen in the world and create a unique famille rose porcelain for his great-granddaughter. If you can do that, this vase will be given to you for free, without a single cent.”

The middle-aged man continued, “So my grandfather’s only request is to find the world’s top porcelain craftsman to create a unique famille rose porcelain.”

Yigol opened his mouth in surprise, “If I could find the world’s top porcelain craftsman, then I wouldn’t have come here several times to plead for the vase. What about we just forget about it, and not bother you any longer?”

Xaviera’s eyes flashed, and she asked casually, “May I know your surname?”

The middle-aged man smiled, “It’s not convenient for me to mention my name.”

Looking at the hollowed-out vase, Xaviera said thoughtfully, “The porcelain master, then…”

“She’s finally here! Come in, quick!” At this moment, a sharp female voice came from outside, accompanied by hurried footsteps.