Huo Shaoting raised the paddle.
Chen Xishan was exasperated to the point of madness.
She had schemed meticulously to frame Su Ruanruan, calculating in every possible way, yet she never expected her own husband to turn against her in the end.
She softly questioned, "Shaoting, why are you treating me like this?"
Huo Shaoting ignored her.
He only fixed his gaze on the auctioneer!
The auctioneer was also momentarily stunned, but then became ecstatic.
The wealthy patron had arrived, his commission secured.
Leaning against the auction podium, he asked cheerfully, "I wonder if Second Young Master Huo intended to gift this piece of jewelry to his wife?"
Chen Xishan forced a smile: at least she regained some face.
But Huo Shaoting detested her.
How could he let her save face?
So, under the gaze of everyone present, he unabashedly stared at Yan Jing, and said tenderly, "I wish to give it to the woman I cherish most in my life, but I don't know if she will accept it."
