Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

The things you fear most are the most likely to happen; the things you want others to keep secret may have already been revealed, you just don't know it.

This wasn't because Lu's mother kept it a secret; Yuan Shu had brought her husband early in the morning with two insulated food containers to see their son.

Lu's mother promised Lu Jinnan yesterday to keep it a secret, and she did keep that promise. After all, Lu Jinnan didn't set a deadline, and after holding onto the secret all night, he couldn't hold it in any longer and ended up calling Yuan Shu, exaggerating the situation.

In a panic, Yuan Shu immediately dragged her husband, who was about to go to the company, to the hospital. When they arrived at the ward, she found that it wasn't as serious as Lu's mother had said, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Her husband's car accident had already exhausted all her energy and resilience. She didn't dare to think about what would happen if her son had another accident. She was likely to collapse because she couldn't bear it.

No matter how strong and decisive she may appear on the surface, she is still a real woman with her own vulnerabilities. Everyone should have vulnerabilities, and of course she is no exception. No one is Iron Man; we are all made of flesh and blood.

As soon as Ji Hang entered the room, he looked his son up and down. Realizing that nothing serious had happened, he slowly sat down on the sofa. Yuan Shu carefully placed the breakfast items on the table one by one.

Ji Hancheng knew Lu Jinnan was unreliable; if he were, pigs would fly. He maintained a calm demeanor and said, "I'm fine. Don't you need to rush to the hospital?"

Yuan Shu was still busy, so she tidied the blankets at his feet and said with a touch of heartache, "How could we not come when you're in the hospital? It's good to see you so we can feel at ease. Hurry up and eat."

Ji Hancheng slowly ate the breakfast Yuan Shu had brought. Yuan Shu was still worried about him. "Why didn't you tell us you were sick? It's only thanks to Lu Jinnan's mother telling us that you didn't tell us. If she hadn't told us, were you planning to keep quiet? You didn't even hire a caregiver. Was Xu Mingkai the only one taking care of you?"

Ji Hancheng didn't seem too emotional. "It's just a minor problem; I'm not used to being taken care of by outsiders."

Ji Hang glanced at his son, who remained indifferent, and said, "Then let Assistant Xu take on more work. A concussion is no small matter."

After thinking for a moment, I couldn't help but offer some advice: "Since you've moved in, I don't think you'll be able to leave in a day or two. You should think carefully about how to apologize to that girl. If you can't bear to part with her, then take action. Dragging it out won't solve anything."

Ji Hancheng paused slightly, then said calmly, "Hmm."

Ji Hang stopped there and didn't say any more.

Yuan Shu sighed inwardly, feeling both anxious and unable to interfere in her son's love life. Too much interference would only make him resentful. In truth, she still couldn't understand why her son would fall for that girl, considering her behavior and family background. There were countless girls in the capital who were better than her.

After a while, the doctor made his rounds as usual, but today it was the hospital director himself who came to make rounds. This showed how much importance was attached to the hospital. Even someone like Tang Junyao would rest on Saturdays and Sundays, but the director himself came to make rounds. The implication was obvious.

When the dean pushed open the door with a beaming smile, Ji Hancheng's expression visibly turned cold. Ji Hang glanced at him and noticed the blatant disappointment on his face.

I shook my head inwardly.

The dean had met Ji Hang and Yuan Shu before, and now that he had this opportunity to curry favor, how could he let it pass? As soon as he came in, he greeted them obsequiously, "Mr. Ji, Mrs. Ji, you've come to see Young Master Ji so early. Thank you both for your hard work."

Ji Hang nodded slightly in greeting.

Yuan Shu replied politely, "The dean works very hard, even on weekends, he has to be on duty, he really does everything himself."

The hospital director started flattering her, "Not at all, we should be considerate of our subordinates. Dr. Tang rests on weekends, and I can't force her to work overtime. It's not easy for her to take care of two children alone."

Yuan Shu and Ji Hang already knew about the child from the old man, so when the director told them, they didn't show any surprise, as if he were talking about someone else's business.

Actually, when Grandpa Ji mentioned it to Yuan Shu and the others, she was against her son getting entangled with Tang Junyao, since she didn't think they were necessarily her grandchildren. But after Grandpa Ji's earnest persuasion, she eventually gave in.

The dean stayed in Ji Hancheng's ward for about 15 minutes, spending about 10 minutes flattering him. Noticing the man's cold demeanor, he eventually left the room on his own.

At that time, the amusement park in the capital.

Tang Junyao was buying food when her phone kept ringing in her pocket. Wu Sao, who was behind her, sensibly took the baby bag from her hand. "Hello, Director."

An unusual tone came from the other end of the line, "Dr. Tang, you're outside?" The hospital director guessed, hearing the child's screams.

Tang Junyao held her phone between her ear and shoulder, holding tickets and food in her hand. "Um, I'm outside. Is there anything the hospital director needs?"

The hospital director's voice held a hint of amusement, "It's nothing, nothing. I was just asking what your relationship is with Young Master Ji from room 1314. Have you known each other for a long time?"

Hearing this, Tang Junyao's eyes softened, and she said with some dissatisfaction, "I don't know him."

The dean was a little surprised. "Don't know him? Okay, I was just asking. Have fun here. Be on time for work on Monday." After hanging up the phone, the dean was still a little suspicious. Don't know him? Then why did Young Master Ji's assistant say he didn't like changing the ward rounds every few days and just set one person on the spot?

However, recalling Assistant Xu's expression when he chose Tang Junyao that day, there was nothing particularly special about it; it seemed like he just picked her randomly.

Tang Junyao's mood wasn't greatly affected after hanging up the phone. It's normal to inquire about the preferences of the powerful and wealthy; such people have existed throughout history.

Some people crave the power, wealth, and vain, extravagant lifestyle, while others prefer a life of detachment from fame and fortune, a life of leisure and tranquility. Flattery is, in fact, a way of survival, since many people enjoy being complimented.

Tang Junyao took the tickets and walked through the gate with Su Xue. The Imperial Capital Amusement Park was very large, so naturally there were many people.

It was Sunday, after all.

The amusement park was filled with the aroma of delicious food—ice cream, popcorn, and milky fragrances that lingered for a long time. The amusement park was dazzling with lights.

Su Xue is a playful person, and she was as excited as a child. "Yao Yao, let's go ride the bumper cars!"

Tang Junyao looked down and asked her son with a smile, "Lele, would you like to play with that little car? Let's bump into it with the little girl."

The little guy was overjoyed. "Okay," he said, his face beaming with happiness.

A child's smile is the most healing and infectious thing.

Aunt Wu and Aunt Zhang stood by the field, watching Tang Junyao's bright smile with satisfaction. They felt happy and content.

Little Youzi is very brave. After playing one ride, she wanted to play another. She ended up playing with Su Xue, who also loves to play. After about 3 hours, the two little ones got a little sleepy and listlessly fell asleep on their mother's shoulder.

Tang Junyao's arms were getting a little sore from holding the baby, since there was still some distance between them and the parking space. The little guy wasn't light, weighing over 20 pounds, and he was holding onto a corner of her clothes for support.

Aunt Zhang had already changed to holding Little Strawberry in her arms, while Su Xue held her bag.

Seeing that Tang Junyao was putting on a brave face, Aunt Wu said, "Miss, please give the young master to me. You've been holding him for a while now. He doesn't look fat; he's quite well-built."

Tang Junyao was really too tired. When they went out to play in Lancheng before, her aunt, uncle and cousin would fight over who would carry her. She didn't have to exert much effort, so she put her son in Aunt Wu's arms without any trouble.

Shaking his aching arms, he said, "I can't take it anymore. My stamina has clearly dropped. I told you I wanted to buy a treadmill, but I completely forgot. I'll get one when I get home tonight."

Su Xue glanced at her best friend's slightly trembling hands and said, "Your hands are shaking like you have Parkinson's. Why don't I drive when we get back?"

Tang Junyao said disdainfully, "I'll do it. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat dinner if you drive."

Su Xue glared at her. "Who are you looking down on? I'm not being discriminatory."

"Big sister, I just want to go home early to take my two kids out for dinner. Do you want to eat out or at home?"

"That's more like it. You cook. It's been so long since I've had your cooking. Or we can invite my brother. It's been ages since the three of us got together."

Tang Junyao did not refuse, "Go ahead and order. Ask Brother Su Yu if he's busy and what dishes he wants to eat."

After discussing it, Su Xue sent a message to her brother.

On the way back, Tang Junyao drove as usual, with the two children in the back seat, held by Aunt Zhang and Aunt Wu.

As they approached Yixinyuan, Tang Junyao turned her head and asked, "Has your brother returned yet? Is he coming? Let's take the two kids home and then go buy some groceries together."

Su Xue: "My brother said he's going on a business trip tomorrow and won't be coming. Next time, whatever. Let's go shopping."