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

2 PM, Ji Residence.

Ji Hancheng walked into the living room of the Ji residence with a tall and slender figure, his face full of hostility. His tightly furrowed brows relaxed when he saw his son playing happily with Yuan Shu and the others in the living room.

Yuan Shu held the little grapefruit on her lap like a precious treasure, pretending to tickle his waist, which made the little guy laugh and push her with his chubby little hands.

This was the first time he had seen such a carefree smile on Yuan Shu's face. In Ji Hancheng's memory, Yuan Shu was always serious and rarely smiled. His grandfather often said that she was like his mother.

It seems that no one is born with a cold face; it's just that you only smile at the people you care about.

While playing, Yuan Shu caught a glimpse of Ji Hancheng out of the corner of her eye, stopped what she was doing, but didn't put Xiaoyouzi down. Staring at him curiously, she asked, "Why are you back? Did you finish dealing with her matter?"

The "she" he was referring to was Tang Junyao. Ji Hancheng understood and replied, "That's about it."

Her gaze was fixed on Xiao Youzi's face, and her hand unconsciously reached out to pinch her son's cheek. This face was a mini version of Tang Junyao's, and it looked quite pleasing to the eye. She took Xiao Youzi from Yuan Shu's arms.

After holding him on his lap, he felt a complex mix of emotions. This tiny little bundle was actually the product of him and Yao Yao. He felt a sense of superiority and accomplishment. "What did you call me?"

Little Yuzi's eyes rolled towards Yuan Shu, as if asking what she should call her, but she uttered a cute, childish "Grandma."

Yuan Shu smiled broadly, a slight curve to her lips, and said, "Call me Dad."

Having received the answer, little Yuzu turned around and tried to stand on Ji Hancheng's lap with her two little legs. She wrapped her arms around his neck and cautiously called out in her childish voice, "Daddy."

Ji Hancheng's heart was bursting with joy, as radiant as the warm spring sun. However, his expression remained unchanged, revealing neither his emotions. "You brat, I'm your own father and you don't even know my name? You had to ask your grandma, huh?"

He pretended to punish his son by pinching his little nose. The little guy was uncomfortable and slapped his big hand with his little hand.

Yuan Shu couldn't bear to see Ji Hancheng with such a cold face while taking care of his grandson, so she glared at her son and said, "Can't you smile? You're always so stern, or you'll scare your son."

Hearing this, he softened his feigned coldness somewhat. "Do you miss your mother?"

Little Youzi was overjoyed when she heard Tang Junyao clapping her hands, "Mommy, hug me! Mommy, hug me!"

Ji Hancheng stroked his son's face, which was smaller than his palm. How could a boy have a girl's face? "Be good, listen to Grandma and the others, and I'll introduce you to your mother in a few days."

Little Yuzu nodded, her little face showing a hint of disappointment because she couldn't see her mother right away.

She looked disgusted, but her body language betrayed her. She held her son tightly with both hands, her long, slender fingers playing with his soft, comfortable earlobe.

He raised his eyes and gestured to Butler Ji to have all the servants leave.

Upon receiving the order, Butler Ji waved his hand and sent all the servants inside the villa outside, while he waited outside as well.

After everyone had left, Ji Hancheng coldly asked, "Have you hired any new staff or had any guests come over recently?"

Yuan Shu became suspicious when her son, who usually didn't care about family matters, suddenly asked her question. Her expression turned serious. "What do you suspect?"

Ji Hancheng's expression cooled down a bit. "I've investigated and found that there are two groups of people who made the move. One group wants your grandson dead, and the other group wants Yao Yao. The one who harmed Yao Yao is Tang Xin's second wife. We haven't found out who harmed your grandson yet."

Yuan Shu wasn't concerned about a few groups of people; she would keep a close eye on her grandson's safety. "We haven't hired any new people for the family, and no outsiders have visited recently. Do you have any suspects? I'll keep an eye on Lele's safety; he sleeps with me at night."

She said this to reassure her son that she would do her best.

"Yes, we're still investigating." Yuan Shu doesn't interfere with her son's decisions and plans; helping him resolve his worries is the greatest assistance she can offer.

She was surprised that the name "Yao Yao" came out of her son's mouth so lightly: "You two are back together?"

He was very frank: "Mother, she can only be my wife for the rest of my life, and she can only be Lele's mother. I have no intention of finding a stepmother for my child, so please be good to her."

In the end, Yuan Shu sighed helplessly, "I have never made things difficult for her. I just think you deserve the best. She doesn't have the demeanor of a lady from a prominent family, but I can't help it that you like her. As long as you like her, she is my wife. I have no other requirements. As long as you are happy, that's all that matters."

"Yes, you should be grateful to her for giving you such a grandson," Ji Hancheng said, trying to get credit for Yao Yao.

Yuan Shu understood perfectly well what her son meant. He was clearly trying to make her grateful to the girl, and fearing that she might make things difficult for her, she added, "You chose this person yourself, and only you know whether he's right for you. You'll know the truth about it. From my perspective, I always hope that you can have the best."

Ji Hancheng retorted, "In your eyes I am the best, but in other people's eyes I may not be the best. She is very good, but that doesn't necessarily mean she is not good enough for me. Maybe I am not good enough for her." He only understood this after his setbacks.

Grandpa had taught him before that just because you have money doesn't mean someone will like you. Tang Junyao taught him a real lesson, only the lesson was a bit long, lasting two years.

Yuan Shu knew he was determined. As long as her son was happy, that was all that mattered. Seeing that the little guy had finally compromised, she thought, "A biological mother is always better than a stepmother." "If you like her, that's fine. I have no objections, and I won't make things difficult for her. You don't need to be wary of me."

Before Ji Hancheng could answer, Xiaoyouzi mimicked him and said, "Mmm."

Yuan Shu watched as the little guy imitated Ji Hancheng so well that she raised her hand to her mouth to cover her laughter. Ji Hancheng frowned and said, "You brat, are you itching for a beating?" He actually copied him.

A loud and powerful voice roared, "Who do you think you are? Are you trying to defy the heavens? Try touching my great-grandson and I'll break your legs!"

Seeing Grandpa Ji come down, Little Youzi, full of survival instinct, jumped off Ji Hancheng's lap and ran towards Grandpa Ji, sweetly saying, "Great-Grandpa."

The old man was overjoyed to hear the word "great-grandfather." He led the boy to the sofa, but glared at his grandson with displeasure. "You're so free today, why aren't you spending time with the girl? If something happens to her again, you don't need to come back to the Ji residence. Out of sight, out of mind." If he didn't take the girl in, the old man wouldn't be able to bear seeing his grandson anymore.

Ji Hancheng's face showed helplessness and a little grievance. He had no status at home anymore. His son, Yao Yao, was he the last and the least favored? "I came here to investigate the truth. I suspect that someone found out that Lele is my son and had murderous thoughts."

Upon hearing this, the old man's face turned pale, and his hand holding the cane trembled slightly. He gave an order, "Investigate! Let's see who has the guts to touch my treasure."

"Grandpa, do you have any suspects? If it turns out that someone from the Ji family was behind it, can I take action?" He was just giving a heads-up.

After he finished speaking, Yuan Shu and Ji Hancheng waited for the old man's attitude. Time passed by, and the old man looked at his great-grandson in his arms and made a decision, "You decide. If the trouble really comes from the Ji family, Grandpa will not interfere."

What could be more important than their great-grandson? If they wouldn't even spare such a young child, what else could they care about? It's just that deep down, the old man didn't want it to be the Ji family who did it.

Old Master Ji had established family rules long ago: open and covert struggles were not allowed in the Ji family; the eldest son of the Ji family would inherit the family headship; collateral branches could work for the Ji family, including receiving dividends, but they were not allowed to interfere with any decisions.

For so many years, they lived in peace and harmony, without interfering with each other. However, Ji Mingyuan was always a hopeless case, spending his days playing around and always surrounded by women. This was what Old Master Ji was unhappy about, as he had ruined the family's reputation.

Yuan Shu guessed the old man's worries and comforted him, "Leave the matter to Xiao Cheng. You should spend your time with Lele now. Don't worry about anything else."

Grandpa Ji felt relieved, and a smile returned to his eyes. "Yes, yes, yes, Grandpa is old and can no longer manage many things. You make the decisions. Some decisions will be discussed with your father, but Grandpa still has to take care of the girl's affairs. Treat her well and cherish what you have now. This child has had a difficult life."

"I understand." He dared not offend her now; he had to carefully consider the hidden meaning behind even a single glance from her.