"Congratulations, Mister Wang!"
Looking at the shrewd-faced old woman before him and hearing her exaggerated tone, Wang Chen's gaze turned a little strange.
This uninvited guest was a matchmaker, one who claimed to be the foremost matchmaker in all of Qing'an County—the annual top seller, no less.
Wang Chen truly had not expected a matchmaker to come calling at his home.
Seeing that Wang Chen remained unmoved by her polished pitch and offered no response, the matchmaker surnamed Wang felt somewhat embarrassed.
But her skin was thick enough, and she continued with perfect composure. "Do you know? Chen Fugui, Gentleman Chen from the west of town, has taken a liking to you. He is willing to take you in as his son-in-law, and you'll enjoy endless blessings from then on!"
Wang Chen's expression grew even stranger. He could not help asking, "You mean his family wants me to marry into their household?"
"That's right!"
Granny Wang said with a grin, "Gentleman Chen has only one daughter. He has cherished her like a pearl in his palm since she was little, so naturally he cannot bear to marry her off."
"And don't think being a live-in son-in-law is a bad thing..."
Her silver tongue wagged brilliantly. "Gentleman Chen said that if you are willing to marry in, he can give you two shops and a rice store. His grand residence can house dozens of people, and when you have children in the future, only half of them need to change their surname."
"Only half!"
"With terms like these, who knew how many people in the county seat would be desperate to marry in, yet Gentleman Chen has set his sights on you!"
Granny Wang looked as though he had struck it rich, making Wang Chen laugh. "I'm afraid I have no