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

An underground casino in a suburban villa.

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Amidst the deafening urging and attempts to create a lively atmosphere by the staff, Tang Xin sold his 2% stake in the casino to the casino owner.

He was currently gambling away his money, his eyes bloodshot and bulging, staring intently at the table while repeatedly chanting, "Big, big, big..."

The deal was closed, but it was a small one. Tang Xin deflated like a punctured balloon, slumping into his chair. The capital he had just used to sell his shares was gone again. Someone next to him sneered, "Mr. Tang, your luck is terrible. You can ask your daughter for money."

The mere mention of his daughter filled him with rage, a burning desire to tear her apart. He hadn't gotten any money and had even been warned by Master Ji, so he dared not cause a scene in the neighborhood. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sold his shares. Lately, he'd been plagued by bad luck. Ever since Tang's was acquired and he sold his shares, nothing had gone smoothly. Even his youngest daughter's love life was fraught with difficulties. With Master Ji constantly surrounded by women, there was no place for Tang Junting.

Tang Xin's eyes were filled with hatred as he angrily said, "How much money can that rebellious daughter give me? Forget it, I'm not counting on it." He shook his head.

The person next to me, who had been drinking a bit, couldn't keep his mouth shut and continued, "Your daughter is rich; she's the president of Tang's Group. How could she not have money?"

With a deafening roar, Tang Xin's head exploded. He froze for a moment, then, realizing what had happened, excitedly grabbed the man next to him by the collar. "What did you say? Who did you say was the one acquiring the company?"

The president of Tang's Group is none other than...

The man next to him was startled and sobered up completely. He immediately changed his story, saying, "No, no, I was just talking nonsense."

Tang Xin didn't think so. He felt that there was something fishy about that brat suddenly becoming so rich. Since he was having bad luck today, he simply stopped playing, grabbed his clothes, and stormed out of the casino, heading straight for the Tang family.

Back at the Tang family home, he kicked the door open and went in, his hands behind his back, gritting his teeth in anger. Chen Lan heard the commotion and immediately came downstairs.

As soon as she came downstairs, she saw Tang Xin pick up a teacup and smash it on the ground. Glass shards flew everywhere, startling Chen Lan so much that she hesitated to go downstairs. Lately, Tang Xin had been busy with something. Sometimes he would come home in an unusually good mood, being very gentle with her, while other times he would come home in a very irritable mood and be very rude to her. She was a little scared, but she still braced herself and went downstairs to ask, "Old Tang, what's wrong? Who made you angry?"

Tang Xin plopped down on the sofa, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath, visibly angry. "That rebellious daughter! That rebellious daughter! She's trying to kill me!"

Chen Lan was a little confused. She swayed her hips and walked closer to her husband in a semi-transparent nightgown, leaning half of her body against him. "What's wrong? Let me help you out."

Tang Xin, who was still angry, did not notice Chen Lan's provocation and continued to say, "The person behind the acquisition of our company's shares, becoming the major shareholder and diluting my shareholding, is that rebellious daughter Tang Junyao. She used the old man's money to acquire the company. She has really gone too far."

"No wonder she refused to give me the old man's inheritance back then; she had it all planned out in advance."

Chen Lan never dreamed that the difficult life she had been living these past few years was caused by this bitch. Her eyes were filled with viciousness and murderous intent. "Old Tang, why does Yao Yao hate you so much? You are her biological father, after all. How can she treat you like a monkey? She doesn't take you seriously at all and has trampled you under her feet."

These words successfully enraged Tang Xin, who, blinded by greed, once again harbored murderous intent. "She destroyed something I cared about, so then we..."

Seeing her husband's expression, Chen Lan was pleased and tentatively asked, "Old Tang, how about we do things the way we used to...?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Tang Xin said, "You contact them. Make sure it's thorough, don't leave any loose ends. Don't forget the suicide note."

The two looked into each other's eyes, smiled, and understood each other's words. People with similar tastes can understand each other's desired effect with just a glance.

As night fell, the moonlight cascaded down like a waterfall, bathing the entire neighborhood in a soft, beautiful glow.

At 11:30 p.m., a tall woman in a black dress entered the elevator. Baihu, who was guarding the elevator in the distance, looked at the familiar figure with some doubt. Did this nurse also live in this community? How come he didn't notice her before? Did she move in recently?

Despite her doubts, the fact that the nurse was mute dispelled her suspicions. Plus, she had taken good care of the young lady last time. Thinking about it, it would be nice to have a nurse living in the neighborhood; it would be convenient to call her if needed. With that thought, she felt much more at ease and continued to keep watch. She told the people in the back seat, "I'm going to take a nap. You guys keep an eye on things."

Xu Mingkai drove Ji Hancheng back to his apartment complex that evening. It was already 11 p.m. when they got back. Strangely, Ji Shao wouldn't let him drive the car into the complex, but instead parked it in the underground parking lot. Xu Mingkai was a little worried. After Ji Shao left, he still drove from the parking lot to the apartment building where Ji Shao lived. Ji Shao's apartment was next to his wife's, so they could get there by simply climbing the balcony. Xu Mingkai wondered if this was the reason Ji Shao bought the apartment on that floor.

If so, then Young Master Ji is too cunning and manipulative. Xu Mingkai remembers that Young Master Ji specifically instructed him not to write his name.

In fact, Xu Mingkai had no idea that Ji Hancheng would one day have Tang Junyao's brother buy a house next to his. It was an unexpected surprise and a stroke of fate that brought him great convenience.

After waiting for a while without Ji Shao calling, Xu Mingkai drove away.

At exactly 12 o'clock, the lights in the community suddenly went out, plunging the entire community into darkness. It was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. The people guarding the car tried to use the moonlight to see what was happening on the 25th floor and the situation at the entrance and exit below.

Whether it was a hallucination or not, a female figure floated by at an extremely fast speed. After the two bodyguards in the back seat blinked frantically and looked again, they found nothing. What the hell? Does such a thing really exist in this world?

The group looked at each other with unusual expressions. "Did you see that?"

Another bodyguard said, "You saw it too, it seems to have disappeared."

The two nodded at the same time. No normal person would float on such a high floor. They don't have wings. Humans can beat them, but how could they possibly beat a ghost?

After observing for a while and finding nothing unusual, the two focused their attention on the entrance and exit.

Tang Junyao was already asleep, fast asleep, completely unaware that someone was standing by her bedside. Her even breathing filled the air, and her sleeping face was serene. Beside her lay a little one who had kicked off the blankets and was fast asleep, perhaps a bit hot, with his chubby little legs exposed.

He tiptoed closer, then carried the little one to the other side, before walking to the bedside, lifting the blanket, and lying down, turning to his side and staring motionlessly at the woman's face.

Her delicate eyebrows were slightly curved, her eyelashes were so long they seemed unreal, her nose was small, and her lips were tender and dewy, making one's heart flutter. At this moment, one had to admit that this woman was really beautiful, the kind of beauty that is all-natural.

His eyes were filled with tenderness and affection as he gazed intently at the woman on the bed. He couldn't help but reach out to trace her delicate features, from her eyebrows to her eyes, then to her nose, and finally to her mouth, sketching them over and over again, as if trying to etch the outline into his heart and bones, leaving an indelible mark.

After watching for a while, the woman on the bed began to turn over. This movement startled him, and he immediately froze, like a wooden doll, afraid to move any further. After a while, the woman calmed down, and he dared not move again, so he just quietly watched her.

Lying on his side, his shoulder felt a little numb. He checked the time and realized it was already 2:30 a.m. He hadn't expected that she would lie quietly beside him for so long. He prepared to get up and leave.

He tucked the blankets around the adult and the child, leaned down and gently kissed the woman's forehead, touched the little boy's face but didn't kiss him, and left reluctantly.