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

About 20 minutes later, the car stopped in front of Tihou. Tang Junyao parked the car, turned off the engine, and got out.

Butler Ji was quick, arriving at the car door first and politely saying to her, "Young Madam, let me handle this."

Tang Junyao was getting tired of refuting, so she sighed and explained again, "Uncle Ji, just call me Tang Junyao. I'm..."

The car door was already open, and Old Master Ji got out of the car leaning on his cane. He immediately criticized Butler Ji, "What are you calling 'Young Mistress'? Does that brat have the good fortune? The girl is my granddaughter. From now on, call her 'Young Miss.' It just so happens that our Ji family doesn't have any granddaughters."

Tang Junyao: "........." Actually, you can call me by my name.

According to their seniority, shouldn't she call Ji Hancheng "brother"?

As soon as they entered Tihou, the manager came out with a smile, behaving very obsequiously, and led them to the VIP room. Tang Junyao didn't hesitate; after all, this was Ji family territory, so there was no need for her to make arrangements. She simply followed them into the elevator.

Upon entering the private room, the manager immediately brought over a children's chair, his eyes darting over Tang Junyao from time to time. He seemed to recall seeing this girl two years ago, when she was having dinner with Master Ji.

Noticing the scrutinizing gazes, she chose to ignore them. How could she not be noticed when dining with a family like the Ji family? She was mentally prepared for this; in fact, she had been prepared for it when she agreed to come to Tihou.

After they sat down, Tang Junyao put a disposable bib on Xiaoyouzi, who sat between Grandpa Ji and her.

She took the menu and placed it on the turntable, then turned to the old man with a normal expression. "Grandpa, you order. It's my treat, so it has to suit your taste."

The old man didn't stand on ceremony. He took the menu with his wrinkled hand, ordered in no time, and placed the order on the turntable, smiling kindly, "Order a few more of your favorite dishes."

When I took the menu, I noticed that Grandpa Ji hadn't ordered much, but I didn't ask any further questions. Old people shouldn't eat too much in the evening, especially not overeat.

During the ordering process, Little Yuzu said in her baby voice, "Mommy, cake."

This was the first time the little guy had spoken all afternoon, which delighted the old man. Even though Tang Junyao was unwilling, the old man had to ask, just to get the child to speak. Little Youzi had remained aloof all afternoon and hadn't uttered a single word.

Before Tang Junyao could even speak, the old man cheerfully instructed Butler Ji, "Have the kitchen bring up all the delicious cakes so my Lele can choose."

Tang Junyao once again experienced the shock of being pampered by her grandparents. She thought ordering one cake would be enough, but it turned out to be all the cakes available for her to choose from. It's true that poverty limits how rich people can spoil the next generation.

Never mind, let's just say it's Little Yuzu's birthday today.

Before long, all the dishes were served. Without a doubt, the speed was so fast that they must have been prepared first. This made Tang Junyao realize that the Ji family was influential everywhere they went. However, there were more dishes than cakes... She was a little speechless.

A meal turned into a birthday party, with the table full of cakes.

Grandpa Ji slowly pushed the turntable in front of Little Youzi and asked ingratiatingly, "Lele, which flavor do you want? Great-Grandpa will get it for you."

Little Yuzu's eyes lit up when she saw the cake, and her mouth watered. "Chocolate!"

Grandpa Ji was overjoyed to receive Xiaoyouzi's reply. He reached out and placed the chocolate on Xiaoyouzi's plate, saying, "Here's the chocolate. Talk to your great-grandfather after you finish eating."

Tang Junyao couldn't bear to interrupt this loving scene, so she whispered to the child, "Lele, what should you say when your great-grandfather gives you cake?"

"Thank you, Great-Grandpa."

"Oh, good, good, good." Turning to Butler Ji with a smug look, "See? See? My great-grandson called me! Hahahaha."

Because of the word "great-grandfather," Grandpa Ji's smile remained constant.

Butler Ji and his wife were deeply moved by the harmonious scene.

Just as the private room was filled with laughter and joy, someone had to spoil the mood by barging in. A well-dressed and handsome man pushed open the door and strode into the room with his long legs. Who else could it be but Ji Hancheng?

He loosened his tie and sat down naturally next to Tang Junyao. Both of them were wearing black suits, but hers was more casual and his was more formal, giving the illusion of matching outfits. Originally, Ji Hancheng wanted to take off his suit, but when he found that the woman was also wearing a black suit, he didn't want to take it off anymore.

Instead, he straightened his suit jacket, quietly pulled up a chair and moved a little closer. All he could see was cake, which made him frown. Then he looked at the little guy with chocolate all over his face and his eyes showed a hint of disgust.

Tang Junyao looked up at Ji Hancheng, only to meet his dark, deep eyes. Their eyes locked, and looking at his face, she couldn't help but picture Ji Hancheng in women's clothing. She quickly looked away, lowered her head, and chuckled to herself. She grabbed a cake, scooped out a spoonful, and stuffed it into her mouth to hide her amusement.

Imagine the extent of the trauma Ji Hancheng's cross-dressing inflicted on her. Now, the first image that pops into her mind when she sees his face is him in women's clothing, and she can even conjure up fantasies, like him dancing classical dance in women's attire. She's instantly choked by the thought...

Just as Grandpa Ji was about to tease his grandson, Tang Junyao's cough interrupted him.

Ji Hancheng quickly poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, also giving her a tissue. He frowned as he looked at her, wondering how she could choke on a piece of cake. "Nobody's going to take it from you. The whole table is yours."

Tang Junyao was speechless. Was she choked because of this? It was because you were wearing women's clothing.

The old man had seen his grandson's actions, and his disdain lessened somewhat. When Aunt Ji and the others saw the young master arrive, they wisely left the private room.

The old man asked his grandson, "You certainly know how to arrive at mealtimes." Tang Junyao quietly helped her son prepare the fish by removing the bones.

The man wasn't embarrassed at all. He kept glancing at the woman beside him. It was the first time he'd seen her take care of a child. She was very attentive and patient. He wished she could be as attentive to him as she was to him. He was a little envious of the little one.

This woman even wore makeup today; she was meticulously dressed from head to toe, and I have to admit she was very charming.

Grandpa Ji kept watching his grandson, nodding with a smile, but the smile was somewhat meaningful and mocking, as if he was watching a good show, "Come here and play dumb."

"I'm afraid that if I say too much, I'll make a mistake; I'll do more and talk less."

"That's more like it, not beyond redemption yet." The old man continued eating, his eyes secretly observing their actions.

The girl has to give this brat some face.

Ji Hancheng turned the fish on the turntable to his face, took it off, rolled up his sleeves, took an empty plate, and, imitating her, carefully picked out the bones. In no time, he had picked out all the fish, leaving a small bowl of fish meat, which he then placed in front of her.

She felt a little embarrassed. She looked at the fish in the bowl and then at the plate with only one fish bone left. It seemed that Grandpa Ji had ordered this fish, but she still politely said, "Thank you." Then she carefully checked the bowl again to make sure there were no fish bones left.

A clear, cold voice came from above, "There are no more thorns. No need to check. I'm not nearsighted."

Grandpa Ji glared at his grandson, "If you can't speak properly, then shut up and eat."

Xiao Youzi eats slowly and is a bit picky about food. Tang Junyao didn't eat much at all, as she was taking care of the child. Suddenly, a plate of shrimp was pushed in front of her.

Grandpa Ji had a small appetite and had almost finished eating. Seeing that his grandson had become much more sensible, he prepared to leave. "Girl, Grandpa is getting old and a bit tired. I'll go back first. When you have time, bring Lele to play with me more often."

Hearing that Grandpa Ji was leaving, she quickly said, "Okay, Grandpa Ji, give me a call if you miss Lele."

Ji Hancheng: She was polite and courteous to everyone, but not to him. There was a hint of jealousy in her tone.

"Alright." Grandpa Ji took out a gift and a card from his pocket. "This is a gift from your great-grandfather. It's not for you, it's for Lele. You can't refuse it. Keep it for him for now, he can use it as a dowry for his future wife."

Tang Junyao chuckled, "Grandpa Ji, isn't this a bit premature? I'll accept the gift on Lele's behalf, but you should take this card back. I have money."

She is indeed wealthy. The Tang family has been very profitable in recent years, and her uncle always puts pocket money into her account, so she is not short of money. It's just that her grandfather has always restricted her from spending money recklessly, so it has become a habit that she never buys things she shouldn't.

In addition, she doesn't care much about luxury goods; as long as clothes are comfortable and clean, that's enough for her.

How could Old Master Ji agree? "Take it." But Tang Junyao was still a little embarrassed to take it.

While she hesitated, a pair of hands had already taken Grandpa Ji's card directly, and he said matter-of-factly, "Thank you, Grandpa. I thank you on behalf of my son."

Grandpa Ji snorted, looking at his grandson's smug expression, "It's not for you, don't try to keep it for yourself."

He turned around and walked out of the private room, leaning on his cane.

Tang Junyao stared blankly at the old man's back.