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

After about ten minutes, she felt relieved that she hadn't used too much force, otherwise she would have needed stitches.

I estimated the wound to be about 3 centimeters deep. The bleeding had stopped, but since it was on the right side, any strenuous activity would aggravate the wound and cause it to bleed again. I decided it would be safer to bandage it.

I cleaned the wound carefully again, disinfected the surface with iodine, and bent down to take gauze from the first-aid kit.

Ji Hancheng kept his head tilted back, gazing at her with tenderness in his eyes, a mixture of caution, hesitation, and a hint of distraction—his emotions were incredibly rich.

She unwrapped the gauze, holding it in one hand and the end in the other, then wrapped her arms around Ji Hancheng's chest, rounding them again and again. The woman's fresh scent from her bath wafted into his nostrils, causing his back to stiffen and a surge of desire to course through him, intensifying his body's heat.

Fearing he would lose control, he chose to avoid eye contact, turning his head to the other side to escape the woman's scent from assaulting him again.

After wrapping the gauze properly, she tied a pretty bow. Finally, her gaze fell on the bow, and she nodded in satisfaction. This person likes women's clothing, so she must like bows too.

Ji Hancheng, who was avoiding eye contact, was completely unaware that Tang Junyao had already categorized him as someone with a girlish heart.

She lowered her head and began packing her things, ignoring Ji Hancheng's last words. It wasn't that she didn't want to answer, but rather that she didn't know how; her mind was in turmoil. "Alright, you can go now."

For Ji Hancheng, such a good opportunity, how could he leave without explaining himself? With a hint of pitifulness, he said, "I apologize for what happened to Lu Man. I was wrong. Look, I even wore this to see you."

Tang Junyao packed her things and turned around. Ji Hancheng's women's clothing caught her eye again. The smile on her lips rose again. It was just too funny. If the people of the capital knew that the dignified Master Ji of the capital had this kind of hobby, they would laugh themselves to death.

Her public image has collapsed, and she really wants to take a picture.

"Are you happy?" Seeing the woman laughing so happily again, he didn't care about what he was wearing anymore. He was so angry that he laughed, and for some reason, the corners of his mouth turned up.

Tang Junyao was too ashamed to look at him, and she wasn't used to looking at his face. As if possessed, she reached out and took off his wig. "Go to the bathroom and take off your makeup." If she kept looking at him like this, she felt she should treat him like a sister from now on.

Because it really does look quite good.

She's prettier than many girls.

Ji Hancheng did not get up, but expressed his concern, "It's better to bring it with you, so that the Lan family's bodyguards don't see it."

It turns out he was wary of his brother's people, so it's not surprising that he knew about the Lan family.

He interrupted her thoughts, wanting a definite answer, "The Lan family is your..."

Tang Junyao's eyes were very frank, and she said without hiding anything, "My uncle."

Upon hearing this, Ji Hancheng laughed, a laugh that seemed to have no meaning. It seemed that his precautions were correct, and his previous actions had not been wrong. At least it let the Lan family know that he had the financial strength to afford to lose any project and the ability to protect her.

It seems that the young master of the Lan family is her cousin, which means he is her brother-in-law. In that case, he can't appear in front of the bodyguards as a man, otherwise it will be even more difficult for him to see her in the future.

You can't afford to offend your brother-in-law, otherwise it will be even harder to win his wife's heart.

"Any more questions? If not, let's go." She was a little sleepy, probably because it was already past 2 a.m. She didn't have the habit of staying up late.

He didn't want to leave; he wanted to stay, but he knew it was impossible. She stood in front of him with her arms crossed, looking at his strange clothes.

Suddenly, a strong force pulled her in front of him, and caught off guard, she fell into his chest. Just as she tried to back away, a pair of hands around her waist restrained her movement. The next second, she was held tightly in his arms, and his head was buried in her stomach. He said in a muffled voice, "Let me hold you for a while, I'll leave in a bit."

She stood there with her hands raised, at a loss, her heart pounding. She wanted to push him away, but for some reason, she felt sorry for him. A soft spot in her heart softened, and her hands remained frozen in the air. She didn't know what to say, so she just quietly let him hold her without hugging him back.

Two voices rang in my mind: one was to push him away, and the other was to let him hug me for a while, saying it was pitiful. The latter voice drowned out the former, and I finally gave in.

It turns out that feeling her presence again after losing her is so fulfilling. How can I get her back?

I can't be domineering, I can't make her angry, I can't use force; a sense of powerlessness quietly crept into my heart.

He came to the conclusion that pursuing his wife was more difficult than any project at the company.

After a while, she remained in one position, her arms stiff and her shoulders aching. Finally, she said helplessly, "Ji Hancheng, I'm sleepy." This was a bit of a mood killer, but she really was a little sleepy. Her heart was beating faster, but her eyelids were drooping.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on her, filled with reluctance and affection. He didn't let go of her, and opened his mouth, "Can I sleep here?"

Tang Junyao felt this man was pushing his luck, so she glared at him. The man, sensing her message, stopped asking and switched to another man, saying, "Could you remove me from the blacklist? Judge Tang has already sentenced me to two years for this offense. Can't I just focus on my reformatory work from now on?"

She chuckled. How could he even think of that? What's wrong with this guy? His speaking style has changed, and he's changed too. "Young Master Ji, your current image is truly impressive. Let go first, and I'll pull you out, okay?"

After saying that, Ji Hancheng didn't move an inch. Tang Junyao had a wicked idea, "I'll pull him out if you want me to take a picture."

Ji Hancheng: ".............." Has she gone mad? How can she ever clear her name like this? If Han Yue and Lu Jinnan find out, won't they laugh at her for the rest of their lives? He doesn't want that.

Tang Junyao looked at his disgusted expression, shrugged indifferently, and said, "If you don't agree, then forget it." Her expression was full of disappointment.

He closed his eyes and reluctantly gave in. He owed her for the rest of his life. "Take the picture, but pull me out afterward. You can't show this photo to anyone else." He had to live a normal life.

Feeling smug at her successful scheme, Tang Junyao quickly agreed, "Okay." Holding up her phone, she directed him, "Smile, otherwise I won't take a picture. You can't expect me to hang it by my bedside to ward off evil spirits, can you?" Even a ghost would be scared away if she had a stern face.

Ji Hancheng's face darkened even more. "Taking a picture is fine, but why smile? Do you think I can smile?" In the end, he still managed to force a smile.

Click, click, she took several photos in a row. Tang Junyao looked at the photos with satisfaction, put her phone in her pocket, and didn't do anything further, completely forgetting about removing the phone from the blacklist.

Ji Hancheng reminded him with a dark expression, "Blacklist."

Tang Junyao wanted to deny it, so she stopped and didn't make any further moves. She also woke up a little and noticed that the two of them were still in the same position. She had just been held by him and taking pictures, and they were having so much fun.

So is this person indulging her?

In the past, this kind of behavior would probably have already gotten him beaten to a pulp.

Ji Hancheng was a bit childish, staring at her with his head tilted back, his hands still not letting go, giving her an expression that said, "If you don't pull me out, I'll keep holding you like this." Tang Junyao, who wanted to sleep, couldn't wait any longer. She took out her phone from her pocket and pulled Chameleon out of the dusty blacklist. "Okay, that's enough. I'm really sleepy. Are you going to climb the wall or take the elevator?"

Ji Hancheng was so angry that his chest felt tight, but fortunately, he gained something that night. At least he was removed from the blacklist, and they hugged for a while. He was very satisfied and said with a mix of helplessness and amusement, "Who did I do this for?"

Tang Junyao understood what he meant and believed that he was doing it for her sake, but at this moment her heart was in turmoil. It wasn't that she was being dramatic, but rather that she lacked a sense of security. She didn't fully trust relationships to begin with and was quite afraid to try again. She needed to think it over carefully.

Perhaps this is a case of "once bitten, twice shy," meaning that the word "marriage" should not be taken lightly again...

"Let's go, Spider-Man." After saying that, he ignored the man, climbed into bed, and covered himself with the blanket.

Ji Hancheng looked at the woman who had already closed her eyes and felt even more frustrated. She just left him like that, without even saying a word. Oh well, what could he do if she liked him?

Despite valuing his life, he still picked up the wig and put it on. This time, he didn't climb the wall but went through the main gate. Since she had already discovered him and he had a chest injury, if he tried to climb the wall, he would still bleed. He figured the elevator was more suitable for him.