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

Tang Junyao drove to Fengzhu Garden, parked the car, opened the driver's side door, went around to the back seat, opened the door, slung the diaper bag over one shoulder, and then took Xiaoyouzi out of the car seat with exceptionally practiced movements.

Grandpa Ji was very punctual and was already standing upright at the park entrance, leaning on his cane. He looked energetic and vigorous, and was wearing a baseball cap that was somewhat similar to Xiaoyouzi's hat today, except that Xiaoyouzi's was more of a cute style.

Seeing the waiting people arrive, Grandpa Ji walked steadily toward them. When he saw the cute and adorable little child in her arms, his eyes welled up with tears, but his face was full of smiles, which made the wrinkles of his years appear to fold together. At this moment, Tang Junyao felt that the old man had really aged, and for some reason, she thought of her own grandfather. She felt a little sad. Perhaps she should let the old man see Xiaoyouzi more often in the future. Life is unpredictable, and she didn't know how much longer the old man could live.

Tang Junyao grew up by her grandfather's side, so she was more observant of the elderly than most people and was also particularly soft-hearted. Being kind-hearted by nature, she softened at this moment and noticed the moisture in the old man's eyes and his restrained excitement. "Grandpa Ji, let's find a place to sit down."

Seeing that the old man's hand, which was holding a cane, was trembling slightly and he was visibly agitated, the butler, Ji, quickly stepped forward to support him. "Master, let's go inside first. There's plenty of time to chat with the young mistress."

The old man was very thoughtful and even brought Aunt Ji along. Butler Ji helped the old man inside, while Aunt Ji tactfully approached Tang Junyao, saying, "Young Madam, please give the little one to me."

Tang Junyao wasn't offended by the way Ji Sao was addressed. She smiled and said, "Let me do it. This child needs to get used to things first, otherwise he won't let you hold him. He's a bit too guarded. Also, Ji Sao, please call me by my name."

This made Aunt Ji a little embarrassed to call her that, so she thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll call you Miss Tang."

"Okay." As long as you don't call me "Young Mistress," it's fine. You're divorced, why would you still call me "Young Mistress"? Wouldn't that cause misunderstandings?

Instead of holding the baby, Aunt Ji took the diaper bag off Tang Junyao's shoulder and carried it herself.

The four of them arrived at a quiet spot in the park. The old man was helped to sit on a bench by Butler Ji, while Tang Junyao sat beside him, holding Xiaoyouzi on her lap. She turned Xiaoyouzi so that she was facing the old man and patiently coaxed her, "Lele, call me Great-Grandpa."

Butler Ji and his wife stood on either side, like two door gods.

Unfortunately, the little guy didn't give the old man any face. He just stared at the old man with a questioning look in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He pursed his lips and puffed out his cheeks while playing. He looked really cute.

Tang Junyao was a little embarrassed; those damn genes were back at work!

Little Yuzi only gets along well with her uncle's family; she rarely talks to anyone else and is very sparing with her words. Now that she's older, she talks even less.

It's understandable that we didn't greet Grandpa Ji when we first met him, but as parents, we still felt a little awkward and embarrassed.

"Grandpa Ji, I'm sorry, this child isn't very talkative and rarely greets people." She wanted to say that it wasn't directed at you.

Grandpa Ji was overjoyed to see him, his heart was bursting with happiness, and his face was beaming with smiles. He didn't care whether the child called him by his name or not; he would be happy to hear him call his name from now on. "Hahahaha, I never thought that I, Ji Yuanting, would be able to see my great-grandson even with one foot in my coffin. Heaven is truly kind to me. Thank you, little girl, Grandpa."

As she smiled, a tear welled up in the corner of her aged eyes, catching between her wrinkles. Watching this scene, Tang Junyao felt a lump in her throat, an indescribable heartache. "Grandpa Ji, you..."

The old man pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, his hands trembling as he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He then trembled as he stuffed it back into his pocket, sitting upright with his hands clasped together above his cane. His voice, filled with affection, said, "Want to ask how Grandpa knew the child was that scoundrel's?"

Tang Junyao nodded, because the child's father was nowhere to be found...

The old man smiled, his gaze fixed on the little one in her arms. "Because Grandpa knows you're not a casual person."

These words made her heart skip a beat.

The person who trusted her wasn't the child's biological father, but Grandpa Ji. She didn't know whether to be happy about this trust or to say that she lived a simple life. In front of Grandpa Ji, she seemed to be transparent.

But she really admired Grandpa Ji's composure. Even though he knew the child was Ji's biological child, he didn't bother her. Instead, he asked for her consent and showed her enough respect. She admired the old man once again.

If Su's mother was as forgiving as a prime minister, then Grandpa Ji's steadfastness was as solid as a rock.

Tang Junyao kept her gaze down, not looking up at the old man, because she couldn't bear to see his slightly red eyes. Seeing that she didn't speak, Grandpa Ji said, "Grandpa knows your concerns, I understand. You don't need to apologize to Grandpa. Just do what you need to do. Grandpa has already said that we are the two of us, and that brat is not in my sect."

Then the old man asked, "What's the little one's name?"

She answered with a smile, "My nickname is Little Pomelo, and my full name is Tang Jiale."

The old man nodded in satisfaction after listening, seemingly lost in thought. "Very good, very good, Lele," he muttered to himself.

Having finally gotten out to play, she didn't want to keep talking about such sad topics, so she changed the subject, "How about Lele gives her great-grandfather a hug?"

The little guy didn't object or say anything this time, so Tang Junyao took it as consent. She picked up the little guy and gently placed him on the old man's lap. Butler Ji, who had sharp eyes, took the cane.

The little guy sat on the old man's lap, looked up and saw the old man's white beard. He was very curious and reached out to tug at it, which made the old man wince in pain. However, the old man did not show any pain on his face. Instead, his mouth was full of smiles that kept widening.

Tang Junyao quickly reached out to stop her, "Lele can't play like that, it will hurt Great-Grandpa."

Hearing the sound, the little guy quickly let go, his eyes looking innocent and aggrieved as he stared blankly at the old man. The old man thought it was a plea for help and quickly said, "It's okay, Grandpa isn't in pain. Play however you want."

Tang Junyao: "........." She really wanted to say, "Grandpa, you're spoiling him too much. He's going to turn on us."

Forget it, I'll just spoil my grandchildren.

Butler Ji and his wife had already figured out the conversation between the old master and the young mistress. So the child was the young master's. Butler Ji remembered how the old master had tricked the young master into becoming a "babysitter." They had kept it a secret for a long time.

Thankfully, the young master listened to the old man and didn't do a paternity test. If he had, wouldn't that have implied that the young mistress had a chaotic private life? How heartbroken she would have been! The old man was truly wise; experience really does pay off.

Aunt Ji stood next to Tang Junyao and took another careful look at the young mistress. She found that she was even more beautiful than before. Instantly, she felt that the young master had lost the whole world. Such a beautiful young mistress had been taken away, and now even his son was running around and he still hadn't won her back. She felt a little disdain for the young master.

The more I look at the young mistress, the more comfortable I feel. I don't know what kind of taste the young master has. Isn't she prettier than that fake Miss Lu? He's not only blind in his heart but also blind in his eyes.

After playing in the park for about two hours, it was almost 5 o'clock. Tang Junyao looked at the scene of the old man, Aunt Ji, and Butler Ji fussing around Xiaoyouzi and couldn't help but laugh. If Xiaoyouzi were really taken back to the Ji family, she would probably be spoiled rotten.

I checked the time again and interrupted this pleasant moment, "Grandpa Ji, let's go eat, it's on me."

Hearing this, the old man stopped interacting with the little girl, turned around and saw her calm and serious expression, "Alright, it's rare for the girl to treat us today, so we won't refuse."

Butler Ji, who was standing nearby, blurted out, "How about we go to Tihou?" But as soon as he said it, he realized he had made a mistake. Tihou was the young master's territory, and the young mistress might not be willing to go.

Tang Junyao wasn't really keen on going, but then she thought that since Butler Ji could mention that name, he must know Grandpa Ji well. Maybe the old man liked certain cuisines. Since she was inviting someone to dinner, she could only go along with the old man's tastes. There was no need to be shy. "Then let's go to Tihou."

Grandpa Ji was also surprised that she agreed so easily. Could it be that that brat has made some progress?

It's a good thing that the girl doesn't seem to have any particular aversion to that brat.

The four of them left the park in a grand procession. Tang Junyao walked in front, and Old Master Ji turned to Butler Ji and instructed, "Keep an eye on the internet. Don't let those idle reporters write nonsense. If my great-grandson's photos appear online tomorrow, you will be held responsible."

"Yes, Master will never find out about such a thing."

Then, Old Master Ji instructed, "You and Sister-in-law Ji drive over, I'll ride in the girl's car. I want to get to know my great-grandson better and make that brat furious."

After saying that, he quickly walked forward, his gait completely unlike that of an elderly man nearing 80. "Young lady, can Grandpa ride with you?"

Holding the little pomelo, Tang Junyao smiled and said, "Of course!"

Butler Ji helped open the car door, and the old man got in. Tang Junyao put Xiaoyouzi in the car seat, fastened the seat belt, opened the driver's side door, got in, and started the car, heading towards Tihou.