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

When Ji Hancheng left, he carefully turned off the room light and gently closed the door. Hearing the door close, she opened her eyes in the darkness.

Her last vestiges of sleepiness vanished. She took out her phone, unlocked the screen, and with her slender white fingers, opened the photo album. Staring at the man in women's clothing, she was momentarily lost in thought.

One unusual action can easily create a misconception, making people think it's all a coincidence. But if it happens several times in a row, there's no way to explain it away. She believed that Ji Hancheng was wearing women's clothes for her sake, and she didn't doubt that.

If the calm lake surface is disturbed again, it will disrupt the original intention and ruin the youthful years.

After giving birth to Xiaoyouzi, she didn't want to date or get married anymore. She just wanted to be beautiful on her own. She thought the world without men was also wonderful. But when Xiaoyouzi was playing happily with Ji Hancheng and smiling brightly, she realized that she couldn't give her son the fatherly love he wanted. At that moment, she felt heartbroken, powerless, and even frustrated.

She knew that her initial intention to keep the child was selfish; she only wanted to leave a blood relative in this world so that she would have someone to care about.

Lost in thought, I drifted off to sleep. My phone screen went black automatically, and the phone fell onto the bed.

The Yixinyuan residential complex is designed with one elevator per household. Ji Hancheng's apartment is in the building next to Tang Junyao's, so he needs to take the elevator down to his own building to go home.

Around 3 a.m., Baihu was awake. After letting a few of his men go to sleep, he stretched and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the next building. "Nurse," he muttered.

My mind was full of questions. I remembered this nurse so vividly. It wasn't just because she was tall and wore big shoes, but because she was mute and had very delicately drawn eyebrows. But why was this nurse wandering around downstairs in the early morning?

In the blink of an eye, Ji Hancheng entered the apartment building. Baihu couldn't see him, so he lay back on the car seat again. He felt it was strange that the power was out every night. It had happened for two nights in a row. He would check again tonight. If the situation still occurred, he would need to investigate.

However, the reason why Baihu has not taken action is that he did not see the "ghost" floating by on the 25th floor, and the few subordinates who were sleeping in the back seat did not tell him, plus nothing happened to the young lady.

When Ji Hancheng got home, the first thing he did was go to the bathroom to take a shower and take off his eyesore clothes. He never thought that one day he would wear women's clothes.

Half an hour later, he came out of the bathroom, wearing only a white bath towel. His bare lower body was not completely dry, with some water droplets still dripping. His upper body was dry, his abdominal muscles were strong and well-defined, and his hair was messy and wet. He exuded a cold and lustful aura.

He took out his phone and took a picture of himself.

She was quite satisfied with the bow on her chest.

Then she grabbed the hairdryer, quickly dried her hair, pulled off the bath towel, sat in bed, grabbed her phone from the bedside table, and tapped the pinned WeChat profile picture with her slender fingers. The profile picture was an adorable photo of her son. She noticed that her WeChat name seemed to have been changed; her current nickname was "Nian".

This thought was like an imprint, deeply etched in his mind. What was she thinking about? Was it her grandfather, her mother, or her family? He was very self-aware; it probably wasn't him.

Opening his Moments, he found it empty, along with a thought-provoking notification: friends' posts can only be viewed for three days. "............" Ji Hancheng, who wasn't very familiar with WeChat, felt that Tang Junyao had set this up for him, deliberately preventing him from seeing it. Thinking about this, he felt a tightness in his chest.

This woman is really different. He began to recall that from the very beginning when he met her, she never paid attention to her image in front of him. She ate very dry food and slept like a pancake, tossing and turning. She didn't like bags or four-wheeled vehicles, but liked helmets, boxing gloves, and motorcycles. Now he also discovered that she didn't like posting on social media.

According to Lu Jinnan, if you want to understand a person, you have to start with her WeChat Moments. Nowadays, young girls like to post their daily lives on Moments and share their happiness publicly.

Believing Lu Jinnan's words would be foolish; Tang Junyao is an exception. If you want to get close to her, you have to take an unconventional approach.

After looking at the profile picture for a while, he lost interest since he couldn't see any Moments posts. He opened the chat box and typed a few words: "Goodnight." He really wanted to add "wife" after it.

Then, out of nowhere, she sent a photo of herself completely naked, showing her bare upper body with a pretty bow.

After sending the message, I felt great and put down my phone to go to sleep. But when I closed my eyes, all I could think about was that woman's image and her slender waist. My palms started to feel warm.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Junyao was awakened by the sudden ringing of the phone. She reached out with her eyes closed, groping for her phone. Finally, she found it under her pillow. She opened her eyes a crack and swiped to answer. It was Grandpa Ji calling. On the day of the divorce, the old man insisted that she save his number, saying that she could contact him if she needed anything. Now her eyes were fully open. She sat up as she answered the phone, her tone very respectful, "Grandpa Ji."

A deep, resonant voice, like an ancient chime, came from the other end of the phone: "Little girl, did Grandpa disturb you?"

Tang Junyao didn't check the time. She answered immediately when she saw it was Grandpa Ji. She quickly took the phone away from her ear, glanced at the time, and realized it was already one o'clock. She hadn't expected to sleep for so long. She had promised to spend the weekend with Xiaoyouzi, and half the day had passed. It was all that man's fault. Coming to her senses, she immediately said, "Grandpa Ji, I'm awake. Is there something you need?"

Grandpa Ji's laughter could be heard overflowing the phone screen from the other end of the line. "Are you free today, girl? Could you bring the little one to see Grandpa?"

To be honest, Tang Junyao couldn't refuse the old man's request. Grandpa Ji had always been very good to her, and besides, Xiaoyouzi was Grandpa Ji's great-grandson. Life is unpredictable, and the old man was getting old; she shouldn't deprive him of his right to be a great-grandfather. So she readily agreed, "Okay, Grandpa Ji, where shall we meet?"

Grandpa Ji asked tentatively, "Fengzhu Garden." It's a park in the capital, with a very nice environment.

Tang Junyao agreed without hesitation. She knew this park; it was quite suitable for children to play in. "Okay, Grandpa Ji, I'll be right there."

The old man instructed from the other end, "Don't rush, drive slowly. Safety first."

"Okay, Grandpa Ji."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Junyao immediately threw off the covers, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Fifteen minutes later, she opened her wardrobe, glanced around, and chose a pair of light-colored flared jeans, a white casual shirt, and a Korean-style black suit jacket. She then went into the bathroom, put on light makeup, braided her hair into a fishtail braid, tied a floral ribbon in a bow, and tied it into a bow.

The blue skinny jeans accentuated her long, beautiful legs, making her look stunning. No man could resist those legs, while the shirt and casual suit added a touch of sophistication without sacrificing sweetness.

She got dressed and walked out of the room, only to see Xiao Youzi playing with Lego by herself, intently building a toy car. When Aunt Zhang saw Tang Junyao come out, her eyes lit up instantly, and she praised her without reservation, "Miss, you should dress like this from now on, it looks so good."

As expected, clothes make the man and makeup make the woman. Although the young lady was already very beautiful, she looks even more beautiful now. No wonder so many people in Blue City are chasing after her.

She was a little embarrassed by the straightforward praise and replied with a smile, "Auntie, I'm taking Lele out for a bit later, so I probably won't be back for dinner." If it gets a little late, she still wants to treat Grandpa Ji to dinner, whether out of gratitude or politeness.

Little Yuzu is dressed very well, in tiny jeans, a white shirt, and a baseball jacket; she looks very cool.

Tang Junyao turned around and went into the room to get a baseball cap for her son and put it on. Then she went to the shoe rack and took a pair of white chunky sneakers to match.

Then she called Baihu and told her where she was going. She also told Baihu that the person she met today was not dangerous and that they could rest assured that they did not need to get too close or report to their brother.