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

The sun hung high in the sky, its warm light shining obliquely on the cold stone tombstone, softening the sadness and making the cemetery seem less cold.

Three people stood in front of the tombstone: Tang Junyao, Ji Hancheng, and Xu Mingkai, with Xu Mingkai standing behind the other two.

Tang Junyao squatted down and burned paper money in front of the grave. Xu Mingkai wanted to go forward to help, but was stopped by Ji Hancheng's stern gaze and gestured with his chin that he could leave.

Receiving a disapproving look, Xu Mingkai walked away looking aggrieved.

After the paper money for the dead had burned, she looked up to thank Aunt Wu, only to find that the tombstone bore not only her name but also Ji Hancheng's: Daughter Tang Junyao, Son-in-law Ji Hancheng, ".............."

Thinking back, it seems she didn't give those instructions. She only said to write the daughter's name, not the son-in-law's. He actually wrote his name on a nanny's tombstone, which really surprised her.

Now that it's already been engraved, we can't let him change the inscription after the person has been buried.

The man, seemingly unconcerned, placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, silently saying two words to it while his lips were tightly pressed together: "Thank you." He didn't write the name of his son-in-law with any ulterior motive to try and lock himself in with Tang Junyao.

He was truly grateful to Sister Wu for risking her life to ensure his son's safety, and he felt it was worthy of her writing his name on her name.

Without Wu Sao's sacrifice, there would be no healthy son. This woman would also have collapsed, and he would naturally be no better off. The consequences would be unimaginable, and he dared not even think about it. His gratitude was genuine.

There are only a few people Ji Hancheng can be grateful to in his life: Grandpa Lu is one, Han Yue is another, and now Aunt Wu is another.

He placed another bouquet of flowers in front of Old Master Tang's tombstone, bowed deeply, and his eyes were dark and unfathomable.

A deep male voice came from above, "I'll be waiting for you over there."

He pointed to the intersection leading down, thinking that she probably had something to say to Aunt Wu.

Ji Hancheng arranged for Wu Sao to live next door to her grandfather, which was Tang Junyao's wish.

As soon as he left, Tang Junyao started babbling on and on, "Grandpa, I have something to tell you. Today I recognized Aunt Wu as my godmother. You won't mind, will you? Aunt Wu has been in the mansion for most of her life, helping to raise me and taking care of your great-grandson for several years. In the end, she even sacrificed herself for Lele."

She wiped away her tears, her voice trembling with a coquettish tone, though her eyes still glistened with tears. "You can't be so petty. I can't listen to you this time. You have to agree, whether you like it or not. Anyway, I've already accepted this godmother, and I'll call Aunt Zhang my godmother too."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the ground one after another. She sniffed and said, "Thank you, godmother. I will avenge you. I, Tang Junyao, swear that even if I have to take off this white coat, I will avenge you."

Her family is her bottom line.

Grandpa always told her to be kind, but everyone has a bottom line. I will not offend others unless they offend me, and if they offend me, I will retaliate. This time she can't be soft-hearted anymore. She can basically guess who did the killing, but she needs solid evidence.

Aside from Tang Xin's family, there were practically no one in the capital who harbored a grudge against him. She couldn't think of anyone else who could hate her to the core. Xu Man? Probably not.

The claim that she was Ji Hancheng's enemy was quickly rejected, because apart from family and a few of Ji Hancheng's friends, very few people knew that they had been married and were already divorced. Why would she want to harm her son?

Moreover, those who know that Xiaoyouzi is Ji Hancheng's biological daughter are all trustworthy people and won't spread it around.

Ji Hancheng's tall and slender figure stood out conspicuously at the intersection. His phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw it was Lu Jinnan, that scoundrel. His tone was unfriendly. "Speak."

Lu Jinnan immediately sensed his unsatisfied state and kindly called to offer condolences, "Where are you? When is your sister-in-law's nanny's funeral? What time should we come?"

Ji Hancheng thought to himself, "By the time you arrive, it will be too late." He continued, "After the burial is finished, go to the hospital. If you have time, go help Han Yue out."

He didn't have time to entrust everything to Han Yuecha; he figured that guy was probably cursing him to death behind his back.

"The burial is finished? So fast? Su Xue said she was going to visit Aunt Wu. Where is she buried?" This was something Su Xue had asked me to ask, otherwise she would keep scolding me. This woman has a really bad temper.

Lu Jinnan felt a bit shameless, yet he desperately wanted to conquer Su Xue.

"Your grandfather's grave." She hung up the phone before Lu Jinnan could speak again, because she caught a glimpse of Tang Junyao approaching.

He put away his phone, glanced at her red and swollen eyes, and said softly, "It's done."

She lowered her eyes and nodded. "Let's go to the hospital."

The two walked side by side up the steps. It was very quiet. The birdsong and the rustling of leaves in the wind sounded particularly crisp. After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but ask, "Why did you have your name engraved on the tombstone?" The word "son-in-law" was etched into her heart.

"It will be engraved sooner or later." I thought to myself, your parents are my parents.

Tang Junyao: "..............."

Seeing that she didn't speak, he quietly walked down the steps and added a few words, "This is just one point. Regardless of whether you accept me in the future, I'm committed to you for life. I won't marry again, and you can't marry me either. The only person who can appear on my household registration is you, Tang Junyao. I won't force you now. Do whatever makes you happy. I'll only do what I should do. Respond to me when you feel it's appropriate. I can wait."

We've waited two years already, what's two more years?

The unexpected confession carried a hint of threat, its tone conveying the message: I'm going to stick with you for life.

She looked up in response and unexpectedly met his gaze, which was full of affection, burning and deep. Feeling a little uncomfortable, she quickly looked away, lowered her eyes, and went downstairs. Neither of them said anything more, and they walked silently side by side toward the foot of the mountain.

Xu Mingkai was already waiting at the foot of the mountain. Seeing the two of them coming down side by side in unusual harmony, he felt a little uneasy. "Where are you going, Young Master Ji?"

Ji Hancheng's cold face gave Tang Junyao the illusion that he wasn't the one who had just confessed his feelings on the steps.

The name "chameleon" is truly fitting for him.

"Go to the hospital." Xu Mingkai tried to open the door for Tang Junyao, but was frightened back by the man's sharp gaze.

This was the second time this morning that Young Master Ji had shown him disdain. It seemed that Young Master Ji would have to handle things for the young mistress himself in the future, or he would be killed by her murderous glares.

He reached out his long, slender hand with distinct knuckles to open the back door for her. As soon as they got in the car, Xu Mingkai wisely opened the partition; he wanted to be invisible.

They have a strong will to survive, and the key is to live to the age where they can receive a pension.

Speaking of this, Xu Mingkai felt a little depressed. His retirement age has been extended by another 5 years this year. He originally wanted to go home and count his leg hairs at 60, but now he has to wait until he is 65. What a tragic life.

The two of them were left alone in the back seat of the enclosed carriage, and the atmosphere was a little strange. She awkwardly turned her head to look at the scenery rushing past the window, but it was all too fleeting to appreciate.

She remained silent for a long while, not turning her head, as if talking to herself, "Is Lele good?" She missed her son.

A deep male voice echoed from the enclosed carriage, "Don't worry about that kid. He's doing very well. He's the ancestor of the Ji family now. Grandpa treats him like a precious gem. Who would dare offend him?"

She realized that was true. She knew this would happen when she was in the park that day. But as a mother, she couldn't help but ask her son after not seeing him for a whole night. Xiaoyouzi is a slow-to-warm-up type. He will be cold to strangers, but once he lets his guard down, he will become very friendly with you.

I used to have so much fun playing with my aunt and uncle in Blue City, especially with my childlike friend Xixi.

"Thank you." This incident made her start to examine herself. Without her brother's help, her life might have been in complete chaos.

Sometimes, reality will slap you in the face and wake you up from the ashes, even if you don't want to admit it.

Seeing that she was no longer speaking, lost in thought, and in low spirits, he knew she would need some time to recover, so he comforted her, "Let our son stay at the Ji residence for a few days. Let's finish dealing with everything first."

She nodded, a rare occurrence. He was right; the other party's target was Xiaoyouzi. So, would she be next?

She couldn't let Xiaoyouzi be in any more danger; it would cost her her life. She had to find out who was behind it all.

The Ji residence is indeed very safe. Since Xiaoyouzi is used to being at the Ji residence, she needs to make time to deal with some people and some things.

I firmly believe that the target this time isn't just Xiaoyouzi, but also her. So, if we use...

Ji Hancheng only saw the woman deep in thought with her eyes closed, assuming she was tired, so he didn't disturb her. He had no idea that she was making a dangerous plan.