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

Early the next morning.

Ji Hancheng, exuding handsomeness, went to work in a cheerful mood!

When Xu Mingkai came to pick him up, he had a lovestruck expression on his face. Seeing that Young Master Ji was in a good mood, Xu Mingkai was a little puzzled. Wasn't Young Master Ji rejected by the young mistress last night? Why is he still so happy?

Was he laughing in anger, or was he trying to comfort himself, or was something he didn't know about?

A series of question marks swirled above Xu Mingkai's head. What was the answer?

A cold voice interrupted Xu Mingkai's reverie, pulling him back to reality, "Drive! What are you thinking about so early in the morning, so absent-minded?"

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Xu Mingkai mustered up his courage and asked, "Young Master Ji, how are things going with your relationship with the young mistress?"

Is there any progress?

It seems alright, not bad. At least she replied to several messages last night and didn't block him.

"That's good. What's the schedule for this morning?" This was the first time she had answered Xu Mingkai's question so calmly, and she even had a chilling smile on her face.

Xu Mingkai thought to himself, "So that's how it is. No wonder he was in such a good mood this morning. If Young Master Ji said he was fine, then he must be in a pretty good mood. Sure enough, Young Master Ji's mood still needs to be controlled by his wife."

I admired Tang Junyao countless times in my heart.

Aside from the young mistress, there shouldn't be anyone else who could make Young Master Ji act like a lapdog.

After clarifying the situation, I changed my work attitude: "I have a high-level meeting in the morning, an overseas meeting in the afternoon, and I need to attend a partner's birthday party in the evening."

After a moment of silence, the man in the back seat spoke up, "You'll attend the birthday party for me tonight, everything else will proceed as normal."

Young Master Ji is really working hard. He's even skipping socializing to pursue his girlfriend. It's tough on him though; when will he finally find a girlfriend?

The fact that Ji Shao was a second-time bride made Xu Mingkai feel much more at ease.

At least it was his first marriage, and he wasn't the one who got divorced.

Around 8:30, Ji Hancheng arrived at the company. As soon as he opened the office door, he saw Han Yue reclining in his boss's chair, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He strode into the office, closing the door behind him, and said in a nonchalant tone, "What's the wind blowing today?"

Upon hearing this, Han Yue, who had been feigning sleep, opened his drowsy eyes, yawned, and said, "Xie Feng, I've found out who framed you." There was a hint of self-satisfaction in his words.

Ji Hancheng, on the other hand, was confused. When had he asked Han Yue to investigate the person who harmed him? Nothing had happened recently, so he casually asked, "When did I ask you to investigate someone?"

Han Yue scoffed, "What a waste of time." He grabbed the cigarette pack from Ji Hancheng's desk, yawned again (clearly sleep-deprived), took out a cigarette, put his legs up on the desk, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring. "So I was just being presumptuous, doing a good deed for no reason, and now I'm not even grateful."

Ji Hancheng understood a little, but he didn't care at all. "It's not like I asked you to investigate. It's none of my business."

Han Yue chuckled, a cigarette butt dangling from his lips. He took the cigarette, flicked off the ash, licked his lips, took a deep drag, and exhaled a smoke ring that drifted towards Ji Hancheng. "Fine, I guess I'm just bored. Aren't you curious who the killer is?"

Han Yue saw that this person clearly wanted to know but was just being stubborn and wouldn't ask, so he stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "That's really strange, there's not just one, there are two murderers." He paused for a moment after saying that, not intending to continue.

As expected, seeing that he didn't continue, Ji Hancheng raised his eyes and glanced at Han Yue in the boss's chair, his expression saying, "You'd better say something."

Han Yue chuckled and exposed him, "If you want to hear it, just say it. Stop pretending all the time. You've even managed to get your ex-wife involved. One of them is Su Yu's man, and the other is your ex-wife's bodyguard."

This truth surprised Ji Hancheng. It was not surprising that Su Yu took action, after all, Xu Man had harmed Su Xue. But if the Lan family was also involved, did the Lan family already know about his relationship with her?

On second thought, it's not surprising that the Lan family knows. The Lan family is mysterious, and their presence in Lan City is irreplaceable. It's unrealistic to say that such a family has no sphere of influence. It's just that doing things with the Lan family in the capital is not as easy as it is in Lan City.

After a while, he lit a cigarette, sat down on the sofa, and stared at Han Yue. "Didn't Lu Jinnan say he had his Achilles tendon severed?" He said this in a nonchalant tone, as if he were talking about something ordinary, without a trace of sympathy.

He actually wanted to know which was more ruthless, the Lan family or Su Yu.

Han Yue finished his cigarette, stubbed it out in the ashtray, yawned, and then ran his hand through his hair. "I watched surveillance footage all night last night, I'm so sleepy."

Han Yue yawned again, a continuous yawn, and continued, "The first person to enter the Xu family was a friend of Qin Kai. About 10 minutes later, your ex-wife's bodyguard went in. I've already finished interrogating Su Yu's people. He broke the leg, but he didn't sever the Achilles tendon."

"It was Baihu who made the choice," Han Yue asked meaningfully. "The Lan family is your ex-wife's backer. Do you want to order a banner for that bodyguard to improve his reputation?"

Ji Hancheng finished his cigarette, stubbed it out, and ignored the question, saying in a deep voice, "Did you tell Lu Jinnan?"

Han Yue rolled his eyes at him. Chasing after his wife had made him lose his IQ. He didn't care; he wanted to sleep. He was really sleepy. "No, can I borrow your rest room to sleep for a while? I'm afraid it will increase your ex-wife's workload."

Ji Hancheng understood what Han Yue meant. He was afraid that Han Yue might cause a car accident if he wasn't fully awake. However, the word "ex-wife" was really uncomfortable. He kept mentioning "ex-wife" and it made him feel suffocated, like he was stabbing himself in the heart.

Xu Man was drugged and had her Achilles tendon severed by the Lan family. What will the Lan family do to him if he sleeps with her?

It seems the Lan family is ultimately an obstacle on his path to winning back his wife! He can't just force it.

Baihu personally took Xiaoyouzi, Aunt Zhang, and Aunt Wu to Fengzhu Park to fly kites. Baihu had done his research beforehand and found that the park was large and not crowded, making it perfect for children to fly kites and run around.

When asked, Tang Junyao recalled that she had gone there with Grandpa Ji that day, and the environment was indeed nice.

Aunt Zhang also thought it was a good idea. She didn't like taking her child to amusement parks because there were too many children, and it was easy to catch illnesses in the spring. Little Youzi was actually quite easy to take care of, and like Tang Junyao, she rarely got sick.

Baihu is a fairly steady person. Xiaoyouzi is sitting in the car. He is driving very slowly, only 60 km/h. When the car reaches a bend, Baihu reduces the speed to 15 km/h and slowly turns the car.

Peng.....Peng.........

At the bend, a large truck traveling in the opposite direction crashed directly into the front of Baihu's car, knocking it sideways.

Fortunately, the white tiger was moving at a snail's pace; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The sudden impact startled Baihu. While he was shaking his head, the driver went berserk, reversing and striking again. Baihu's head was spinning from the impact, but even in his dazed state, he could tell that the driver was after them. Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he shouted to the back, "Protect the young master! Protect him!"

He was driving on a one-way street, while the truck was traveling in the opposite direction.

It was obviously intentional.

The two women behind them realized something was wrong; their hearts were in their throats, their hands were trembling violently, and they were breathing rapidly. They had never seen anything like this before.

Both aunties made the same decision without prior agreement: they would protect the young master. Aunt Zhang leaned over Xiao Youzi and comforted her, "Lele, don't be afraid, Grandma will protect you."

Feeling it wasn't safe enough, Aunt Wu stood up, bent over, and surrounded the two of them, deciding to use her back to shield them.

Little Yuzi didn't know what was happening; she just felt the car shaking and stared blankly at Aunt Zhang and the others.

Baihu tried to turn around as fast as possible, but the truck hit the vehicle again, and half of the car body was instantly dented. Blood seeped out from the gap in the dented door and dripped down.

The truck driver wanted to ram the vehicle again, but several drivers following behind had already gotten out. Seeing the situation was not good, the driver quickly turned around and drove away at high speed. A concerned passerby tried to remember the license plate and discovered that it was a vehicle without a license plate.

Passersby were still shaken by the sight of the wrecked car, and several kind-hearted drivers helped call 120 (emergency services).

When the undamaged car door was opened, a shocking and touching scene unfolded, prompting several passersby to take photos.

A middle-aged woman shielded a child and another woman with her own body from the impact, prepared to sacrifice herself. The other woman similarly turned sideways, using her back to block the injury. The child was well protected and unharmed, while the driver was covered in blood, his trousers soaked with blood, his injuries severe. He opened the car door, got out, and, leaning on the car with one leg, said to passersby, "Does anyone have a ribbon or scarf?"

A kind passerby handed the scarf to Baihu without hesitation. Baihu carefully wrapped the scarf around Xiaoyouzi's eyes and tied a knot at the back of her head. "Lele, don't be afraid. Uncle will play a game with you. Let's blindfold ourselves and see if we can find Mommy, okay?" Baihu used all his strength to coax Xiaoyouzi.

Little Yuzi nodded, with Aunt Zhang lying unconscious on her lap.

Baihu was too weak to push them away, so passersby helped lift them out of the car one by one and lay them flat on the road some distance away from the vehicle. The car was badly damaged, and there was even some oil leaking from the bottom.

Baihu stood at a distance, protecting Xiaoyouzi, waiting for rescue. He sent a message to Tang Junyao: "Miss, I'm sorry I didn't protect the young master well. He was in a car accident, but don't worry, the young master is not injured."

After sending the message, Baihu held on with his last bit of willpower until the ambulance arrived, at which point he finally passed out.