The Huo family had a big business. Although the old man only had two sons, with his daughters and a collateral relative, the Huo family could be considered a noble family in Beijing.
Huo Xuan's father, Huo Tao, was Old Master Huo's eldest son. Among Huo Xuan's generation, he was the eldest grandson, so when the servants in the house saw him, they all greeted him as the eldest young master.
"Aunt Sun," Huo Xuan answered the woman softly. He walked around her and brought Mo Zhu straight into the house.
Before the two of them entered the main hall, a noise came from the room inside. Mo Zhu frowned without batting an eyelid, an inexplicable frustration rising in her heart. She really did not like this kind of noisy environment.
The moment Huo Xuan brought Mo Zhu in, the huge living room instantly quieted down. Everyone in the hall looked up at the two of them.
