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

After tidying everything up, the night deepened, and the thin moonlight enveloped the peach trees in the community. A breeze blew through the night, and the blooming peach blossoms fluttered down, dancing gracefully.

Tang Junyao leaned against the balcony railing and realized that the trees in the community had turned into peach trees, and every single one of them was in bloom.

She had a habit of coming to the balcony before going to bed. How come she hadn't noticed it the past few days? Her eyes were fixed on the peach petals fluttering in the air, falling to the ground with the wind. It was beautiful, and looking at the picturesque scenery actually made her feel much better.

After Ji Hancheng finished cleaning up the kitchen, he saw the woman leaning against the railing with her back to him. He slowly approached and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Hearing the voice, she turned her head and glanced at the man. At this moment, Ji Hancheng seemed more down-to-earth. He was no longer dressed in a suit and tie, but in simple blue pajamas. Although she didn't need to think, she knew that pajamas wouldn't be cheap, but they were still more approachable than formal attire.

She didn't answer his question, but remembering he also lived in the same neighborhood, she asked, "Why has it turned into a peach blossom?"

He glanced down at the ground, not bad, and said casually, "Maybe the owner of this neighborhood thought the peach blossoms looked nice, so he changed them."

Tang Junyao continued, "Do you know the owner of this residential complex?"

Are they planning to turn the community into a peach blossom garden, and then into an orchard after the peach blossoms have bloomed?

He answered immediately with a straight face, "I don't know him."

Lu Jinnan wanted to say: You're so fickle, you're the one who used to compete to see who could pee the farthest when you were kids?

That made her stop doubting it. After all, the capital city was so big, it was impossible to know everyone. "I'm going to sleep now. Remember to close the door for me when you leave."

Are they planning to get rid of him again? "What are you planning to do?"

"I don't need to do anything, I can just go to work as usual, the snakes will come out eventually." How could they not come out to hunt when there's food?

He didn't press the matter further. "Okay, I'll sleep on the sofa tonight. You don't need to kick me out. You can leave when you catch the murderer."

She stood up, looked up at him, and saw a firm determination in his eyes. "Goodnight."

After saying that, she walked towards her room. After entering the room and closing the door, she hesitated whether to lock it. After thinking about it, she decided against it. Doing so would seem petty, and besides, the person could pick the lock, so locking it would be pointless.

I lifted the covers and went to bed, but I couldn't fall asleep no matter what I did. I tossed and turned, and Baihu was still not awake. I didn't know if he would wake up tomorrow.

With eyes closed, the eyeballs visibly dart around. "Can't sleep?"

The sudden sound interrupted her thoughts and startled her. How come this person walks so silently? Are their feet so big that the contact area is too large, making it silent? She opened her eyes instantly, "You scared me..."

When he met her gaze and she asked, he said in a serious tone, "I was afraid you wouldn't be able to sleep, so I was trying to lull you to sleep."

Tang Junyao was originally worried about the matter between Aunt Zhang and Baihu, but now she was thinking about his question. Is she a little pomelo who needs to be coaxed to sleep? What is she thinking about?

"No need, you go to sleep. I'll fall asleep soon. I can't sleep with you here." It's no wonder that you can't sleep with someone else next to you.

"Then you should go to sleep early, I'll be right outside."

"Hmm." He even closed the door behind him after he left. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't hear the door open.

If this person has great potential to be a thief, he's guaranteed to succeed immediately.

After Ji Hancheng came out, he lay down on the sofa. The sofa was a bit soft, and with his weight, he sank into it like a human. He grumbled to himself, "Why did you buy such a soft sofa? Is it to prevent my son from bumping into it? Isn't it a bit too soft?"

We must change it next time. My son isn't made of tofu; it's normal for boys to bump and bruise themselves.

It was still the middle of the night when Ji Hancheng vaguely heard crying. Alert, he immediately rolled over over the sofa, pushed open the door to the master bedroom. Because the sofa was too soft, he hadn't been sleeping very soundly. Sure enough, the woman on the bed was having a nightmare, accompanied by sobbing.

He didn't even put on his shoes before lying down on the bed, pulling her and the blanket into his arms, gently patting her back to lull her to sleep. Feeling the firm embrace, the woman in his arms gradually calmed down.

His handsome brows gradually relaxed, and soon he heard even breathing from inside her, at which point he stopped patting her.

Looking down at the woman's sleeping face, my heart ached as if stabbed by needles. Sure enough, her strength during the day was just an act. She even said she was catching a murderer; she was just trying to cheer herself up.

Why does a woman have to be so strong? Can't she just be a gentle woman and leave everything to him?

Has she lived like this all these years? The more I think about it, the more my heart aches for her.

He freed one hand and quietly took out his phone to look up information. He typed in "the reason why I always cry and have nightmares at night." He wished he hadn't searched, but the results made his heart leap into his throat: post-traumatic stress disorder, depression, mental illness...

He thought trauma was possible, but depression was unlikely, and mental illness was even less likely. It seemed he still had to find a way to help her release her negative emotions.

When she woke up, her neck was sore and she tried to turn it, but Ji Hancheng's features caught her eye. His sculpted features and the beard on his chin gave him a more mature and masculine look.

Feeling the woman in his arms move, he opened his eyes, staring at her blankly. Not noticing anything wrong with his hands, he asked naturally, "Awake?"

She turned around awkwardly, preparing to get out of bed. Feeling a little uncomfortable being held like this, she reached out to get up but was pulled back to his chest, blanket and all, and bumped into him. "Don't move. Stay for another 5 minutes. I'll ask you a few questions and then you can get up."

Tang Junyao wanted to say, "Just ask your question, how am I supposed to answer while you're holding me like this?" After struggling for a while without being able to break free, she gave up and said, "Hurry up and ask, I need to go to the bathroom."

Luckily, he was wearing pajamas and there was a blanket between them, so he didn't need to cover himself with a blanket all night.

A deep, magnetic voice, still half-asleep, came from above, sending chills down my spine. He took a deep breath. "Did you used to have nightmares?"

These words made her look up at him, who had been waiting with her head down, and say with a hint of certainty, "Did I dream last night?"

He didn't deny maintaining the position, his hand still on her waist, only through the blanket. "Yes, you cried."

So he came in and hugged her because he had a nightmare, cried, and then hugged her all night without covering himself with a blanket?

A warm feeling welled up inside me, mixed with a touch of embarrassment. "Thank you."

Seeing that she didn't deny it, it meant one thing. He narrowed his eyes and frowned, "So you've always had a habit of having nightmares?"

She also truthfully said, "It wasn't always like this. I had this habit after my mother passed away when I was little. Later, as I grew older, I started to have some insomnia, but it got better later." It seems that she hasn't had many nightmares since her grandfather passed away.

He felt a tightness in his chest after hearing this. Wasn't this just a sign of depression? Insomnia, nightmares, crying. "I'll go with you to see a doctor, okay?"

She knew the reason for this nightmare; it was just that she couldn't accept it and it would pass in time. She hadn't had nightmares before when she was in Blue City. "No need, it will be fine in a few days. It's just that the bloodstains on Lele's body are making me feel uneasy."

Suddenly he kissed her forehead, but it was just a light peck before he quickly withdrew. "Our son is safe. Grandpa and Mom are keeping a close watch on him at the Ji residence. Don't worry."

The atmosphere wasn't awkward because of the kiss earlier. "Okay, I have to go to work."

"I'll take you." He said, sitting up as well.

"No need, I'll go myself."

Unable to persuade her otherwise, they could only go along with it. After finishing the breakfast that Xu Ming brought, they parted ways, one going to the company and the other to the hospital.