After speaking, he handed the Blood Jade over to Wang Xiangxiang.
Wang Xiangxiang held the Blood Jade high, gesturing to Xiaoxiao. They had finally gotten their hands on the Blood Jade, and Xiaoxiao below the stage was also overjoyed. Their trip had not been in vain.
The esteemed elder spoke again, "May I ask, young lady, from where do you hail?"
At that moment, Wang Xiangxiang’s merchant illness flared up again. She felt that revealing her identity at this juncture would be an excellent opportunity for their Xiangxiang Cloth Shop, as they were planning to expand into this other county.
So she confidently acknowledged, "I am Wang Xiangxiang, the young lady and shopkeeper of Xiangxiang Cloth Shop from Shanshi County."
The old man nodded in satisfaction. It turned out to be the girl Guo Feng had mentioned. He had not expected her to have such a destined connection with his grandson, and he quite liked her performance today.
He turned around, facing the audience and announced loudly, "Now, I declare that Miss Wang from Shanshi County’s Xiangxiang Cloth Shop will become my granddaughter-in-law."
Upon hearing those words, Wang Xiangxiang’s eyes widened. What was going on? She looked at the old man, perplexed.
The old man explained, "The Blood Jade is an ancestral treasure of the Han Family, passed down to daughters-in-law through generations. Today’s gathering of all the distinguished young ladies in the city is to compete for the position of daughter-in-law."
At this moment, Wang Xiangxiang was stunned. She had only come to help Xiaoxiao compete for this piece of Blood Jade. She had no idea there was this stipulation.
Wen Nuan saw everything clearly, confirming that Wang Xiangxiang did not understand the meaning behind the Blood Jade. This would be interesting to watch, for the young master below must be getting anxious now.
Wang Xiangxiang hurriedly handed over the Blood Jade, "Elderly sir..."
The old man said kindly, "Call me Grandfather."
"..." Looking into the old man’s sincere eyes, Wang Xiangxiang could not bear to refuse, "Grandfather, I’m truly sorry, but you should take the Blood Jade back. I come from another county and had no idea of its meaning. I only participated because I thought the Blood Jade was beautiful."
"My word is as heavy as nine sacred tripods; how can I just take back what I’ve said?" The old man pushed the Blood Jade back into Wang Xiangxiang’s hand. The Han Family did not arrange such a grand event just for fun.
Wang Xiangxiang was now so anxious that she felt like crying. She couldn’t possibly agree to this marriage arrangement. Even in the past, she would not have agreed; she would not rashly consent to the marriage of someone she hadn’t even met.
The old man continued, "My grandson is a handsome and talented man. You’re sure to like him once you meet." He then shouted to someone nearby, "Go, bring the young master here."
"There’s no need to call for me, Grandfather, I am here," Han Yongsheng interrupted. Then he walked onto the stage and smiled faintly, "Miss Wang, we meet again."
"You know each other?" Han Yongsheng’s grandfather asked in surprise. Seeing that his grandson had come forth, it meant he consented to the marriage, so he must help his grandson.
"Yes," Han Yongsheng nodded.
Wang Xiangxiang never anticipated such a turn of events. She was so astonished that she found herself at a loss for words, for there was an indescribable and unclear relationship between them.
Seeing Wang Xiangxiang’s expression, Han Yongsheng continued, "Miss Wang, don’t you think this is fate, destiny?"
"..." Was he agreeing to marry her? Could it truly be destiny that had him save her? Was it fate that brought them together?