The auction hall was bustling and extraordinarily lively.
The air was filled with calming sandalwood, while the walls were adorned with openwork shelves that held ancient ceramics, paintings, and other artifacts, and verdant potted plants.
The noise of the crowd fell silent for two seconds when Huo Xingzhou and Qiao Xi entered.
This was Huo Xingzhou's first public appearance since his accident.
The gazes that fell on his legs were filled with scorn, disdain, pity, and malice.
Everyone had heard the news: the favored son had become a cripple and was also infertile. The inheritance rights to the Huo Family were practically secured in the hands of the eldest branch.
Huo Xingzhou was a useless discard!
"He's crippled in three legs, what's the use of having a pretty wife? Just causing her to live like a widow."
"Just a pretty country girl, what a waste. You're not planning to stand in as the groom for him, are you?"
"Haha, the Huo Family still needs Huo Beiting!"
