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

Back at Yixinyuan, the car stopped, and Ji Hancheng got out first, followed by Tang Junyao, and then Xiaomei helped Aunt Zhang out of the car.

Aunt Zhang had lived in this neighborhood for a while, so there wasn't any particular expression on her face. If there was any, it was probably happiness, because she had come back alive.

Xiao Mei was different. She came from the countryside and this was her first time visiting such a high-end residential area. It was springtime, March, and the neighborhood was full of greenery, surrounded by lush leaves and teeming with life. What amazed her most were the peach blossoms in the neighborhood, which looked like a fairyland or a painting.

She was stunned, unable to move her feet. How could it be so beautiful? The peach blossoms in the neighborhood kept fluttering and falling onto her hair, then falling to the ground.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "These flowers are so beautiful!"

Ji Hancheng's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He said to Tang Junyao with doting eyes, "I won't go up. I'll go to the company first. I'll have Xu Mingkai bring over whatever you want for dinner."

They're all women, and it's understandable that they'd feel uncomfortable if a man went up there; it's better for them to stay away.

Tang Junyao didn't answer, but held up all ten fingers and waved them in front of him, the meaning clear: "Are these hands just for decoration? I'm starting to suspect you're trying to ruin me. The hospital is already sending me things every day, so I'll just have to make them myself at home."

He genuinely wanted to support her without her having to do anything or work hard, but she was used to being independent and definitely wouldn't agree.

Ignoring the two people beside him, he pulled Tang Junyao into his arms, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Then I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."

Aunt Zhang didn't look away, observing the unprecedented shyness and happiness on Tang Junyao's face. She smiled and thought to herself, "That's wonderful."

Xiao Mei was an innocent girl who had never seen anything like this before. She had only seen it on TV and had never seen a live kiss. She was so embarrassed that her face turned bright red. She was even more shy than Tang Junyao and kept her head down, picking at her fingers.

After giving a few instructions, Ji Hancheng left. Tang Junyao picked up the things from the ground and said to Xiaomei, "Let's go. What happened to your face? Are you feeling unwell?"

After being kissed by Ji Hancheng countless times, Tang Junyao's skin had thickened considerably. Although she was a little embarrassed just now, it only lasted for a moment.

Xiao Mei reached out and touched her burning cheeks, saying apologetically, "It's nothing, I'm just a little hot. Dr. Tang, which floor are you on?"

Tang Junyao glanced at Xiao Mei's flushed cheeks again, thinking to herself, "How will this girl, who is so easily embarrassed, ever date?" She replied, "25th floor."

The moment she opened the door on the 25th floor, Aunt Zhang's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Her gaze fixed on the second bedroom, and she asked with a slightly nasal tone, "Yaoyao, where is Aunt Wu buried?"

In fact, Aunt Zhang already knew the truth when she woke up the next day, and she cried for a long time that night. However, she knew that Yao Yao was keeping it from her because she was afraid that it would upset her and affect her recovery. So, in order to put Yao Yao at ease, she pretended not to know anything these past few days.

Seeing the house again after so long, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. It was as if I could see Aunt Wu bustling about in the living room, in the kitchen, on the balcony... My vision blurred.

Tang Junyao stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at Aunt Zhang with concern, "Godmother... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you." She was just afraid that Aunt Zhang's unstable emotions would worsen her condition.

Aunt Zhang forced a smile. "I know, Yao Yao. This is the choice that Aunt Wu and I made. Don't feel guilty. It's our blessing to be in the Tang family. Old Master Tang has never treated us like servants. It's already worth it. Now that I have a daughter like you, what regrets could I possibly have in this life?"

Tang Junyao's eyes also began to redden slightly. She sniffed, controlled her emotions, and helped Aunt Zhang towards the sofa. "Godmother, let's live a good life together from now on. I am your biological daughter. Don't be polite with me anymore. I will go and pick up Lele tomorrow, okay?" She knew that Aunt Zhang must miss Xiaoyouzi.

In the past, her godmother helped her take her first steps; in the future, she wants to accompany her godmother on a sunset walk.

Xiao Mei didn't know what was making them sad, nor did she know what had happened before she arrived, but she had a feeling it wasn't a good thing. She didn't know how to comfort them, so she could only use what she thought was the best approach: "Auntie, Dr. Tang, I'll cook for you tonight. I'll make some of our local home-style dishes for you to try."

Tang Junyao liked the girl very much, and looked up with a smile as she replied, "Okay, then I'll help you."

Xiao Mei, who was paid to do the work, dared not let her employer assist her. She hurriedly waved her hand, "No need, no need, I can do it by myself."

Tang Junyao said solemnly, "Xiaomei, you don't need to be reserved here. I'm probably older than you, so you can call me 'sister,' which will make us feel more comfortable."

Xiao Mei hadn't expected her to be so easy to get along with, treating her like a servant at all. This was the first time she had met such a kind host. The hosts she had met before were always easy to order around and very picky. They would complain if something wasn't done well, and they would always complain that the food was too salty or too bland. How could she dare to cook home-style dishes for those people? It was only because Auntie and Dr. Tang were such kind people that she dared to suggest it.

Not only was she not disliked, but she was also offered to help her, which moved her to nod vigorously.

Xiao Mei was the head chef for dinner, with Tang Junyao assisting. Actually, Tang Junyao was also a little curious about Xiao Mei's cooking skills.

However, she was overthinking it. The girl's cooking skills were actually quite good. The dishes she made suited her godmother's taste perfectly, not too salty or too bland.

After dinner, Xiaomei shared a room with Aunt Zhang and slept in the bed that Aunt Wu had slept in before.

Before going to sleep, Tang Junyao thought that the little girl was timid, so she told her that Wu Sao slept in this bed and asked her if she wanted to change beds. But Xiao Mei said that she was not afraid of good people, and even if they were gone, they would be good ghosts, so there was no need to change beds.

Tang Junyao was very grateful to Xu Mingkai for finding this caregiver. It was clear that he had gone to great lengths to find her; nowadays, it's rare to find such a pure and kind-hearted girl from the countryside.

Before going to bed, she sent a message to Ji Hancheng, telling him that she would pick up Xiaoyouzi from the Ji residence the next day. She also asked what Grandpa Ji liked and what his mother liked, because she couldn't go to the Ji residence empty-handed.

The next morning, Tang Junyao got up and dressed. She wore a beige dress and white flats, and her hair was still tied in a fishtail braid. She went into the bathroom, applied a sunscreen and lip gloss, and was ready to go out.

Just as she opened the door, Xiao Mei came out of the kitchen. Seeing how beautifully Tang Junyao was dressed, she couldn't help but praise her, "Sister, you look so beautiful, like a fairy."

The girls in the city are so beautiful and kind.

Xiao Mei now adores Tang Junyao.

Tang Junyao smiled politely, "You're very pretty too. Did you sleep well last night? If not, I'll get you a different bed today."

Xiao Mei had never slept so soundly before. "Sister, no need, no need, I'm really not scared. I slept really well, really well."

Seeing that she was getting a little anxious, Tang Junyao stopped talking about changing the bed. "I won't be back for lunch. Please take care of my godmother for me."

Xiao Mei: "Okay, sister, you go ahead and do your work. I'll take good care of Auntie, don't worry. I'll serve her some porridge when she wakes up."

Tang Junyao smiled slightly and went out. She didn't want to disturb her godmother, who was still asleep. She guessed that her godmother must have had insomnia last night.

When Tang Junyao arrived downstairs, she saw the man leaning lazily against the car door, a cigarette between his fingers, the embers still burning. When he saw her, he stubbed out the cigarette and quickly threw it into the flower bed next to him, almost like he was trying to hide his true feelings.

Tang Junyao then realized that this person had such a childish side. She walked closer and said, "If you can't quit, you don't have to. I don't hate the smell of cigarettes, as long as you don't smoke in front of Lele."

Ji Hancheng affectionately embraced her slender waist, knowing he had smoked and refrained from kissing her. At this moment, he regretted smoking a little. "I can't quit all at once, but I'm slowly quitting. Before, I was smoking two packs a day, but now I've reduced it to half a pack. Give me another half month and I promise I won't smoke anymore."

Before Tang Junyao could even voice her opinion, Ji Hancheng said with a pitiful expression, "The main problem is that you're not around. Now that my godmother is back, I can't go to your house, so my craving for cigarettes has gotten worse. If you were here, if I had a craving, I would kiss you and then I wouldn't want to smoke anymore."

Tang Junyao rolled her eyes at him without hesitation and pinched his firm waist, but the man's skin was thick enough that he didn't even flinch. "What do you take me for, your smoking cessation miracle?"

Ji Hancheng smiled faintly and said softly, "You are my medicine."

Oh no! Tang Junyao couldn't take the sweet talk all morning anymore. She started to doubt Ji Hancheng's sudden change, as if he had suddenly become incredibly intelligent and his emotional intelligence had skyrocketed. "Ji Hancheng, is there really no one guiding you behind the scenes?"

He knew what Tang Junyao was asking, but pretended not to understand, "What, huh?"

Tang Junyao, unaware that he was pretending, bluntly asked, "I mean, does anyone give you guidance on dating?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze was fixed on his face, trying to find some trace to prove that her idea was correct, that Ji Hancheng had an expert guiding him.

He paused for only a few seconds, then said without batting an eye, "Meeting you was like a magic spell, instantly opening up all my meridians. Believe it or not, huh?"

Tang Junyao: ".............." Oh no, her first thought was that this man was flirting with her again, but she had no proof.

While she was still lost in thought, the man suddenly said, "You look really good today, I like it."

Tang Junyao: "............." She's gone mad.

If she kept going like this, it would get dark, and she couldn't continue this topic; it had already strayed from today's theme. "Hurry up and go to the mall to buy something; I can't go empty-handed."

He then released her waist, naturally took her hand, and led her to the passenger seat. He opened the door for her, and after she got in, he walked around the front of the car to the driver's seat, fastened her seatbelt, and said, "I've already bought everything. Bringing yourself along is the best gift for Grandpa. He'll be happier to see you than anything else."