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

Ji Hancheng sat in the car, leaning back lazily in his seat, a cigarette between his lips. He smelled the nicotine but didn't light it. The driver's side window was open, and he stretched out one hand and snapped his fingers repeatedly outside the window. The shirt buttons on his muscular arm were undone at the cuffs and pulled up to his elbow. He waited patiently for the woman he longed for to come out.

With his other hand casually resting on the steering wheel, he tapped it lightly, glancing at the time on the display screen; it was almost time to leave work.

He withdrew his hand and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.

Luxury cars and handsome men have always been the pursuit of beautiful women, and such an eye-catching car parked in front of the hospital attracted a lot of attention.

After a while.

Tang Junyao came out, looked around, looking a bit like a thief, then quickly opened the car door and got in. As soon as she sat down, she asked, "Why did you park the car here? I thought it was in the parking lot."

The next second, Ji Hancheng responded in frustration, "I'm not presentable? Am I embarrassing you?"

Tang Junyao thought, "You're too impressive. I'm afraid news will break tomorrow that you're being kept by a sugar daddy, that your private life is chaotic, and that you're using tricks to seduce rich second-generation heirs."

She had already come up with a theme for them; she didn't even know if anyone had seen it.

While fastening her seatbelt, Tang Junyao said, "I'm afraid of wasting media resources."

Ji Hancheng chuckled. He was rich and yet he was being looked down upon? Only this woman could do something like that. If it were anyone else, they would have rushed over long ago. "I'm rich and it's become a sin? It's hindering my pursuit of a girlfriend."

She's actually afraid of trending on social media because of him.

Tang Junyao felt that he had a problem with his comprehension. "What I meant was that I just wanted to keep a low profile. You're already very high-profile just by standing there without saying anything, Mr. Ji." The last two words made Ji Hancheng's heart tremble a little.

For some reason, a part of his heart softened. He thought it sounded nice when she called him "Master Ji." His smile widened, and he couldn't help but laugh. "Can I have a kiss?"

Tang Junyao felt a chill run down her spine, which spread to her fingertips, but she calmly said, "No, can you stop thinking about this all the time? You're the Ji family of the capital, after all."

Ji Hancheng was shameless, as if he had become a different person. "I can't help it, I can't control myself when I see you, I just want to kiss you." He also wanted to sleep with you, but he didn't say that, afraid of being beaten.

Tang Junyao felt helpless. After agreeing to give it a try, things had already deviated from her expected path and were getting a bit out of control. If she gave in on that aspect, would things get out of control? She countered, "If I don't agree, will the car just stop moving?"

With a wicked smile, he said in a serious tone, "You're in charge of this. You can start it or stop it as you please."

Why did Tang Junyao feel like her mind was a bit muddled? She felt that what he said was wrong, but she had no evidence to prove that he was making a sexual innuendo.

She turned her gaze to the car window, using the receding scenery to cleanse her filthy soul.

In the end, he didn't force her to kiss him, and drove to the Tang family in a great mood.

About 35 minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Tang family's gate. Ji Hancheng, being a bit out of line, simply parked the car across the Tang family's gate. This was truly typical of Ji Hancheng, showing no regard for the Tang family whatsoever.

The two got out of the car. Tang Junyao's expression changed from when she was in the car to one full of hostility, as if she wanted to punch someone. As soon as she saw the house, she was furious, and a lot of bad memories came flooding back.

This villa was purchased by Tang Xin to marry Chen Lanxin and is called Tang Family Villa. However, it has nothing to do with her. What she is dissatisfied with is that Tang Xin went to such lengths for his mistress, humiliating her mother. She can't help but feel sorry for her mother.

With dissatisfaction, she stepped inside in her shoes, and Ji Hancheng quietly followed behind, like a bodyguard, neither obstructing nor speaking, but simply protecting her.

It's like saying, "Go ahead and do whatever you want, I'll clean up the mess."

At this moment, Chen Lan was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, wearing a silk dress. She looked very comfortable. The coffee table was full of a dazzling array of fruits, including cherries, mangosteens, grapes, pineapples, longans, mangoes... It was as if she had moved the fruit shop to her home.

They really are living a comfortable life.

Seeing Tang Junyao and Ji Hancheng enter the living room, she quickly stood up and put on a fake show of enthusiasm, "Oh, Mr. Ji, Yaoyao, what brings you here? Please, have a seat."

Chen Lan was puzzled as to why they had come. Tang Junyao was unharmed; was it because...?

With a firm mind, she immediately adopted the demeanor of a mistress of the house, turning around to instruct the nanny to make tea, "Yaoyao, what would you like to drink? Tea or fruit? Come, have some fruit first."

Tang Junyao wore a mocking, disdainful smile, but it was a rather chilling smile. She said in a sarcastic tone, "You should eat some. If I hadn't been lucky, I probably wouldn't have been able to eat your fruit today. What do you say, Ms. Chen?"

After saying that, she ignored Chen Lan's change in expression, pulled Ji Hancheng to sit on the sofa, picked up an orange and played with it in her hand, then turned her head and asked the man, "Do you want one?"

Ji Hancheng replied, "If you can't bring yourself to eat it, then don't eat it. Just have some fun." He didn't give Chen Lan any face at all; he was here to slap her in the face anyway, so why should he give her any face?

Chen Lan gasped upon hearing this, but remained calm, maintaining an awkward smile as she feigned concern, "Yao Yao, what are you saying? I don't understand. Did something happen?"

Tang Junyao casually and unhurriedly peeled the orange in her hand, but she frowned halfway through, "Rotten." She clapped her hands in disgust and casually threw the orange into the trash can, then took out a tissue to wipe it.

Shaking his head and sighing, he said, "These oranges look quite nice, but they're rotten inside. They're truly all show and no substance. You really can't judge a book by its cover."

Ji Hancheng suddenly said, "Beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin. Not just anyone can be called a beauty. They could be a viper or a livestock, depending on which animal they want to imitate. It's just that these people have a strong ability to imitate, and they can imitate anything very well. Some can even imitate mistresses very well."

After hearing this, Tang Junyao silently gave Ji Hancheng a thumbs up in her heart. This guy is really sharp-tongued. He went around in circles and came back to scold Chen Lan for being a mistress. She couldn't feel more satisfied.

Is this a case of the two swords combining their powers, unsheathing them together, and killing without mercy?

Chen Lan was already on pins and needles, feeling as if there was a thorn pricking her from below. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't. She had to endure their veiled insults without being able to retort, because the other party was Master Ji.

Tang Junyao ultimately underestimated Chen Lan's shamelessness. Not only did she respond, she also flattered him, "Master Ji is right. Master Ji is indeed insightful. Cultured people are different. Yaoyao, we can't be careless when judging people in the future. There are many bad people out there now, all kinds of people, especially recently there have been many more fraudsters. You have to be careful. You must protect the inheritance that your grandfather left you with great difficulty."

Tang Junyao sneered inwardly. She was still eyeing her inheritance. No wonder she wanted to kill her. "Of course. I will definitely protect the inheritance my grandfather gave me. It was given to me because my grandfather loved me. Even if I die, it will be left to my son. If my son doesn't want it, then the money will eventually go to a charity. No one else should even think about it."

These words caused Chen Lan's smile to crack, and her face visibly paled, but she was still struggling, not wanting to appear so concerned about the money.

Ji Hancheng realized that Yao Yao was trying to play games with Chen Lan. Seeing that Yao Yao wanted to play, he was willing to waste some time to play with her. "Ms. Chen, I'm quite free today. How about I tell you a joke?"

Tang Junyao didn't think Ji Hancheng would tell jokes; who knew what kind of jokes he might tell.

But she became interested and began peeling oranges while preparing to listen attentively. However, she peeled a lot of oranges but didn't eat any, which was a bit wasteful.

Chen Lan was already nervous in front of Master Ji, not knowing what he was here for or what his intentions were. She felt uneasy. Wasn't it said that Tang Junyao had given birth to two children who weren't Master Ji's? So what was the purpose of Master Ji's actions today? Had the two rekindled their old flame? Chen Lan was very perceptive in this regard. The way Master Ji looked at the girl was full of doting and love. Anyone with eyes could see it. Could the Ji family really allow their heir to be a sucker?

Still struggling, as if you can't do anything to me if I don't admit it. "Master Ji, just tell me what you need. Old Tang and I will definitely cooperate to the best of our ability. Yao Yao is, after all, a child of the Tang family."

Ji Hancheng leaned back lazily on the sofa, his legs casually crossed, one hand on Tang Junyao's back, playing with her ponytail intentionally or unintentionally, enjoying himself. "I heard from my friend that a few days ago someone offered 100 million to hire mercenaries to kill someone. Ms. Chen, do you think this person is a bit off his mind?"

Chen Lan was already feeling uncertain, because she had just spent 100 million yuan a few days ago. There was no such thing as a coincidence. It could only mean that they were here to settle accounts today. She should have realized this when this brat showed up.

I just didn't expect Master Ji to show up.

Chen Lan's back stiffened, her hands and feet were ice-cold, and she said tremblingly, "That person is really something, how could he do something as illegal as murder?" She secretly sent a message to Tang Xin, telling him that Master Ji had arrived and the plan had failed.

Ji Hancheng nodded slightly in agreement, his face expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger. "It seems Ms. Chen's values ​​are quite sound. Well then, I'll take pity on you and tell you the rest of the story. That not-so-bright employer was too stingy and offered too low a price. The person who made the connection just randomly assigned a few people to complete the task, and they all got knocked out. Tell me, if the employer knew that this was the reason for his failure, wouldn't he just die on the spot? Should I call 120 for him? Isn't Ms. Chen's joke quite funny?"

Chen Lan and Tang Junyao both looked at Ji Hancheng at the same time. Yes, Tang Junyao didn't know about this either. Ji Hancheng only told her that Chen Lan had done the work, but he didn't say that Chen Lan had been tricked. This joke might not make Chen Lan happy, but it made her really happy.

Tang Junyao's face showed surprise and joy, while Chen Lan's expression was not so good; it was filled with fear, disbelief, and hatred.

Noticing the woman's gaze, he gently rubbed her ear and began to play with her hair, seemingly just to comfort her. Then, the two of them stared intently at Chen Lan's ever-changing face, which was quite a sight to behold.

Tang Junyao didn't want to beat around the bush anymore. She had already spent enough time with Chen Lan. She picked up a peeled orange, weighed it in her hand, and smashed it directly onto Chen Lan's forehead. The force was so great that the orange cracked, and water splattered all over Chen Lan's face, ruining her delicate makeup.

Ji Hancheng knew that this woman was up to something bad by keeping quiet, so he watched as she threw all the peeled oranges at Chen Lan's face, each one harder than the last.

Chen Lan couldn't see where the tissue was, and without thinking twice, she raised her hand to wipe it. Her vision was finally clear, and she was about to get angry when she received a sharp look from Ji Hancheng. She restrained her temper and clenched her fists. When had she ever been treated like this? "Yao Yao, if you have any complaints about me, you can just say so. This is too much."

Tang Junyao laughed, a mocking laugh. Even on the verge of death, she was still putting on an act. "Did I strike first? Chen Lan, I remember telling you many years ago that as long as you didn't cause me trouble, I could ignore you. But I couldn't help it, you just kept jumping around in front of me looking for attention. I would feel bad if I didn't hit you. Actually, as long as you don't provoke me, I still wish you and Tang Xin well, because I think you two are really suitable, a match made in heaven. I hope you two stay together for life and don't go around harming other people."

Chen Lan was trembling with anger, but she couldn't do anything because Master Ji was there. If Master Ji weren't there, she would have beaten this bitch to death long ago. "Yao Yao, I really don't know what you're talking about."

Ji Hancheng had a bit of a headache. He really didn't want to waste any more time with her. He'd rather watch medical videos with Yao Yao than waste time here. "You really won't learn until you're faced with a hopeless situation."