As she spoke, the Old Granny looked at the porcelain in her hand, feeling somewhat melancholy: "I didn't know this porcelain was defective. If I had known, I wouldn't have carried it out without wrapping it up first, at least..."
At this point, the Old Granny was filled with regret, her eyes instantly turning red.
A perfectly good piece of porcelain was chipped, and especially after someone informed her that the porcelain might be worth a million, anyone in such a situation would feel regret and anguish. Everyone present could understand the mood of the Old Granny.
"Madam, like a broken mirror, this porcelain won't be whole again." Huo Sining saw the tears welling up in the Old Granny's eyes and couldn't bear it, impulsively saying, "If you really want to sell, let me buy this Plum Vase. I might not be able to offer a high price, but if you're willing, I would buy it for thirty thousand."
"Huo, you..."
