“Exactly! Even if we were the ones who stuffed it into your hands, you could have thrown it away. Since you didn’t, it belongs to you.”
The two attendants hurriedly cleared themselves of any blame.
“Oh! Look—the sow behind the curtain… no, wait, it’s a stunning beauty! Young Master, you’ve really hit the jackpot this time!”
“She’s a perfect match for you—talented man, beautiful woman!”
Lan Cangxuan narrowed his eyes and looked toward the stage.
Jin Luoluo stepped out from behind the curtain.
His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened.
It’s her…
“Wow! She’s gorgeous!”
The crowd erupted into excitement.
They had all expected an absurd pairing of “Beauty and the Beast.”
Who would have imagined that the girl behind the curtain would be such a breathtaking beauty?
Everyone regretted it bitterly.
Why hadn’t they seized the chance and caught that embroidered ball?
The one who was the most shocked—and the most regretful—was Xiao Che.
He had been the first person to touch the embroidered ball.
Yet he had knocked it away without a second thought.
He had never imagined it belonged to Jin Luoluo.
How did that iron-miser suddenly change her mind and climb onto the stage?
Then he looked at the man who had caught the ball.
He was a handsome young man with an imposing presence, and he looked vaguely familiar.
Isn’t that the man who saved Jin Luoluo during the Moonlit Beauty Festival that night?
Jealousy surged through him.
His own fiancée had thrown her embroidered ball to another man—right in front of him.
No matter how he looked at it, it was enough to make his chest tighten with frustration.
Lan Cangxuan?
Xiao Luo was secretly surprised.
After the Beauty Festival, he had investigated the man’s background.
The official information said he was the new representative of the Jialan Merchant Guild. His identity and history all appeared perfectly legitimate.
Yet Xiao Luo had always been suspicious.
A man with such extraordinary bearing and the aura of a king hardly seemed like an ordinary guild representative.
This Lan Cangxuan appeared to be deliberately approaching Luoluo, though Xiao Luo still couldn’t determine his motive.
Fortunately, he didn’t seem to harbor any ill intentions toward her.
“Lan Cangxuan? So you’re the one who caught my embroidered ball! Thank heavens—it wasn’t some ugly brute or fat creep!”
Jin Luoluo happily ran over to him, patted her chest in relief, and let out a long sigh.
If some chauvinistic ugly man had caught her embroidered ball and then seen how beautiful she was, he’d surely cling to her endlessly.
Lan Cangxuan, however, didn’t seem to like women very much.
That worked out perfectly.
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