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

Ji Hancheng kept the car at a steady speed and slowly drove towards the Ji residence. The closer Tang Junyao got to the Ji residence, the more nervous she felt.

Two years ago, their marriage at the Ji residence was a sham, but things are different now. Their feelings for each other have changed significantly, and the person she is most worried about and doesn't know how to get along with is Yuan Shu.

Seeing her lost in thought, he held the steering wheel with one hand and gently squeezed her small, fair hand with the other. "What are you thinking about? Why are you so engrossed?"

Tang Junyao shifted her gaze from the receding scenery outside the car window to his face and asked seriously, "What should I call your mother if I see her? Mrs. Ji, Aunt, or Auntie?" She genuinely didn't know.

His gaze was fixed on a point ahead, and he drove very seriously, saying unhurriedly, "Whatever you want, it's fine. A name is just a label, but I'd prefer you to call me Mother like I do."

Tang Junyao: "You don't need to add that last sentence. What you're saying now is just a waste of time." You might as well not say it at all.

He thought she looked adorable right now, all pouting and rolling her eyes. How could she be so cute? The corners of his lips unconsciously turned up, so he decided not to tease her anymore, lest he anger her later. "Just call me Auntie. With me here, you can call me whatever you want."

He had already spoken to his mother beforehand and assured her that he wouldn't make things difficult for her; besides, his grandfather was there to protect her.

They soon arrived at the Ji residence. Ji Hancheng parked the car in front of the courtyard, and the two got out at the same time.

Looking at the luxurious yet seemingly understated Ji residence, memories from two years ago flooded back, as if it were yesterday. The scene of the two talking about their grandmother in the flower room in the distance was also vivid in my mind. It turned out that I had never forgotten it, it had just been buried in the dust.

The moment she looked away, she noticed that the flowers and trees around the Ji residence had also turned into peach blossoms. The ground was covered with peach blossoms, and the petals fell in the breeze. It was very beautiful. She couldn't help but have a suspicion in her heart and walked over to the man who was taking something out of the trunk.

She bent down closer to him, her tone warm, "Did you plant the peach blossoms at the Ji residence?"

He didn't look up at her, continued tidying up his things, and said indifferently, "No, Grandpa had someone change it."

The thought vanished; it turned out Grandpa Ji had planted it. Disappointed, she uttered a single word, "Oh."

Then the man walked ahead, carrying something in one hand and holding Tang Junyao's hand as she walked behind him. She tried to pull away, but he held her even tighter, so she gave up.

Noticing her tightly clenched hands, he slowed his pace, glanced at her, and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm the one chasing you, not the other way around. Show me that arrogance you had when you looked down on me."

Tang Junyao was amused by him. When had she ever looked down on him? Wasn't it because he always thought she was after his empire that she cut her losses in time? "You should just shut up."

"Yes, that's the spirit."

Tang Junyao: You're crazy, I don't want to talk to him anymore.

Little Youzi, who was playing, saw Tang Junyao, whom she had been longing for day and night, and lifted her short legs to run towards her, calling out repeatedly, "Mommy, Mommy..."

Tang Junyao hadn't seen her son for several days and missed him terribly. She said gently, "Baby, do you miss Mommy?"

Little Youzi clung to Tang Junyao's neck as she squatted down, refusing to let go, as if afraid that if she let go, he would disappear again. Tang Junyao didn't want to let go either, so she stood up with her son in her arms, and Little Youzi clung to her tightly like a kangaroo hanging on its back.

She stood up and greeted Yuan Shu and Grandpa Ji, "Grandpa Ji, Auntie."

Grandpa Ji was all smiles. He had just seen his grandson lead the girl in, his face beaming with happiness. "Oh, good, girl, sit down quickly. Have you had breakfast?"

Yuan Shu didn't show much expression. She glanced at Tang Junyao's clothes from head to toe. At least they were acceptable, not a mess. She gave a faint "hmm" and went into the kitchen. She came out a moment later with a plate of cut fruit. There were quite a few samples. "Eat up. These are all things Lele likes to eat. She eats a little bit every day."

Tang Junyao looked at the plate of fresh fruit. She didn't know if Yuan Shu had cut it herself, but it was already the best she could do to have Yuan Shu serve it. She politely said, "Thank you, Auntie."

Little Youzi clung to her neck the whole time, and the man sitting next to her had a dark look on his face. He suspected that the little guy was there to steal his wife, so he tugged at his son's arm and said, "Sit down and eat some fruit."

Grandpa Ji glared at his grandson. "What do you know? Lele misses her mother. Do you think everyone is like you? If you can't speak properly, then shut up."

Tang Junyao patted Xiaoyouzi's back and coaxed, "Lele, Mommy won't leave. Come down, let's eat fruit together, okay? Can you tell Mommy which one you like to eat the most right now?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyouzi slowly released her grip on her neck, gently sat on her lap, and pointed at the strawberry, saying, "Strawberry."

Yuan Shu genuinely loves her grandson and truthfully said, "Lele has been really into strawberries lately, and he eats a little bit every day."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Yuan Shu added, "No need to thank me, I'm his grandmother too."

Tang Junyao didn't know how to respond to this, since they were all people who had been kind to her, so she simply smiled.

After chatting for a while, Grandpa Ji began to speak, "Girl, I am very pleased that you can step into this family again today. It is my lifelong wish to see you two reunited. Thank you, Grandpa. You have taught this brat what love is."

Ji Hancheng continued, "Mother, Grandpa, these were bought for you by Yaoyao."

Yuan Shu was a smart woman and could tell from the packaging that the gift was prepared by her son, but she didn't expose him. She said, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness. You don't need to bring anything next time you come. Just come. The Ji family has everything we need, except for people."

Yuan Shu's words were very sophisticated; the underlying meaning was that the Ji family lacked nothing except you.

Ji Hancheng was particularly pleased with his mother's words, and his expression softened, his eyes filled with smiles, as he occasionally played with the ends of Yao Yao's hair.

Yuan Shu understood her son's clever moves—buying gifts and making affectionate gestures—he simply wanted to tell them that Yao Yao was very important to her.

After watching for a while, Grandpa Ji spoke up, "Acheng, take Lele to play by the fish pond for a while. I have something to say to the girl."

Ji Hancheng had no intention of leaving, his buttocks firmly planted on the sofa. "Speak freely, what is it that I can't hear?"

Grandpa Ji said calmly, "Are you sure you want to hear this?"

Ji Hancheng: Forget it, I won't listen anymore, lest I be disliked again. He pursed his lips, stood up, picked up the son in Tang Junyao's arms, and walked outside. Yuan Shu also got up.

As they reached the door, Xiaoyouzi was still peering inside. Ji Hancheng said with displeasure, "Your mother won't leave. A boy can't always cling to his mother; he needs to learn to be independent."

Yuan Shu, following behind, didn't know what to say to her straight-laced son, so she simply chose to keep quiet.

In the kitchen, Aunt Ji was in a good mood, humming a tune. A maid came over and asked, "Aunt Ji, what's making you so happy?"

Aunt Ji said, "Our young master and young mistress are together again. How could I not be happy? This proves that the young master's eyes are not blind. The young mistress is so wonderful."

Maid: Sister Ji, you're really bold to say that the young master is blind.

After Ji Hancheng and Yuan Shu left, Butler Ji brought up a glass of honey lemon water. "Young Madam, please have a glass of honey water."

Tang Junyao politely expressed her gratitude, "Thank you, Butler Ji."

"You're welcome. I'm glad you like it. I'll be going now." Butler Ji left after delivering the honey water.

Grandpa Ji spoke up, "Girl, have you really forgiven that brat? Isn't that letting him off too easily? Are you really not planning to leave him hanging any longer?"

Hearing this, Tang Junyao was amused by Grandpa Ji. She even suspected that Ji Hancheng was adopted, so why was he so disliked by Grandpa Ji? It was obvious that he disliked her. "Grandpa Ji, I want to try with him again. He seems to have changed a lot. If it's a good match, it will be good for me, for him, and for Lele. If it's not a good match in the end, then we won't force it, and neither of us will have any regrets."

She could see through Ji Hancheng's attentive companionship amidst a series of unexpected events, and decided to give them both a chance.

Grandpa Ji nodded in agreement, sighed, and slowly said, "That brat is so stubborn. He never tells anyone. You went abroad for two years and he went seven times a month. He persisted for two years, but he always came back disappointed. He went again the following month. He loosened the soil in my yard so much that I couldn't plant trees there anymore. As soon as the flowers withered, he pulled them all up and insisted on replacing them with new trees that bloom in the current season. I even thought about advising him to see a psychologist. All he does is mess with the trees all day long."

After saying that, the old man glanced at Tang Junyao's facial expression and nodded in satisfaction, which could be considered as helping the brat make his presence known.

Knowing this brat's personality, he definitely won't tell the girl about his failure. He has low emotional intelligence. Some things girls value are not whether you succeed or not, but whether you did it and put your heart into it. The process is very important. If you don't do anything, how can you expect her to be moved?

Tang Junyao hadn't expected Ji Hancheng to visit Lancheng so many times every month, but she had never seen him. Was it her brother who stopped him?

And why did he change the flowers? If he changed the flowers and trees at the Ji residence, then what about the flowers and trees at Yixin Garden? Did he also change them?

But when asked before entering the door, he said it was planted by his grandfather. If she had to choose between trusting him in this regard, Tang Junyao would choose to trust her grandfather, because Ji Hancheng would maintain his arrogant personality and lie.

She couldn't recall when she had told Ji Hancheng that she liked cherry blossoms. She searched her memory but couldn't recall that time. Her memory was pretty good; she wouldn't forget.