The next day, Wang Xiangxiang was in quite a good mood, because the Han Family’s marriage proposal delegation finally didn’t come anymore. Could it be that Han Yongsheng had seen reason?
She didn’t know how he had come to his senses, but in any case, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Early in the morning, Wang Xiangxiang went to the Xiangxiang Cloth Shop, but as soon as she arrived at the entrance, she was not okay at all.
Because she saw the person she least wanted to encounter.
Han Yongsheng stood at the entrance of Xiangxiang Cloth Shop, smiling and greeting Wang Xiangxiang, "Miss Wang, good morning."
"..." Everything had been fine, but now she was not fine at all, and Wang Xiangxiang’s face turned ugly. Her good mood had completely vanished, and she didn’t want to deal with him, so without speaking, she opened the door and entered the shop.
Han Yongsheng intended to follow her in but was unexpectedly blocked. The person who stopped him was Acheng, "Young Master Han, please go back, my miss does not wish to see you."
Acheng stopped Han Yongsheng entirely for his young master’s sake; how could he watch the woman about to become his young madam being chased by another man?
Han Yongsheng didn’t take Acheng’s blocking to heart, his lips curling up, "Heh, but you’ll have to be able to stop me."
As Han Yongsheng said this, he attempted to continue forward, but Acheng had no choice but to act. Han Yongsheng responded to the attack, and the two of them started fighting right at the entrance of Xiangxiang Cloth Shop. After more than a dozen moves, neither could prevail over the other.
"Heh, didn’t expect you to be quite a fighter," said Han Yongsheng, seemingly amused.
"You’re not bad yourself," Acheng replied.
Afterwards, the two continued to exchange blows, each move fiercer than the last, yet still indistinguishable.
This exciting fight attracted many onlookers, who watched as if it were a martial arts contest, cheering both men on.
Wang Xiangxiang tacitly approved of Acheng’s reaction; she thought by fighting , they could drive Han Yongsheng away. But she hadn’t expected Han Yongsheng to be such a formidable fighter. After all, he had repelled so many ruffians before; how could he possibly be defeated? She really hadn’t been using her head.
If they continued to fight , how could she open her shop for business? So, she came out and shouted at the two men, "Both of you, stop it now."
Hearing Wang Xiangxiang’s voice, both men ceased their actions. Han Yongsheng, with a smile, said to Acheng, "Let’s spar another time; Miss Wang has called for a halt."
Acheng snorted, walked toward Wang Xiangxiang, and said, "Miss."
"Acheng, I’m fine, don’t worry about me. You may step back," Wang Xiangxiang told Acheng. She thought that Han Yongsheng was here for her; force couldn’t solve the root of the problem, she had to deal with it herself.
After hearing Wang Xiangxiang’s instructions, Acheng reluctantly stepped back. His martial skills were not sufficient to help Miss Wang, and he resolved to train even harder when he returned.
Seeing Acheng leave, Han Yongsheng walked up to Wang Xiangxiang, somewhat triumphantly, "Miss Wang, my fighting skills are pretty good, aren’t they?"
"If you agree to my marriage proposal, no one would dare bully you."
Wang Xiangxiang let out a cold laugh. She was originally worried about being unmarried, but now suddenly she had two suitors; it was quite troubling, wasn’t it?
She sighed deeply, extremely helpless, turned around, and walked toward the shop, murmuring as she went, "Come in then."
Hearing Wang Xiangxiang’s words, Han Yongsheng entered the Xiangxiang Cloth Shop in a good mood.