The auction was merely a platform provided by the Mu family and a few others; they weren't truly the organizers.
Even if an antique was involved, Mu Heqing wouldn't pay it much attention.
His heart was set on being a carefree hermit, just waiting to hand over the Mu family and drift away.
But because of Ying Zijin, Mu Cheng did pay special attention.
So, he too knew about the incidents that occurred at the auction.
Such matters, naturally, were not something Mu Cheng would bother Mu Heqing with.
But he believed that, with just a word from Ying Zijin, Mu Chenzhou would stand no chance of inheriting the Mu family.
It was only then that Mu Cheng came to ask.
Ying Zijin was sipping tea, and upon hearing him, she did not even pause, "Who?"
Mu Cheng: "..."
He had thought too much.
In Miss Ying's eyes, sometimes even Mu Heqing was less important than snacks.
Let alone Mu Chenzhou.
How would she bother to hold someone unimportant in her mind?
That was quite pitiful.