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

Yuan Shu cooked dinner together, making a lot of dishes, and she ate a lot. Grandpa Ji kept asking Ji Hancheng to serve her food, but Ji Hancheng said that his mother didn't like cooking, but after marrying his father, she became a housewife. She was a restless person, so she always liked to do things herself, even in the kitchen.

Yuan Shu also fed Xiao Youzi during dinner.

Putting aside everything else, Yuan Shu personally took care of Xiao Youzi's diet, accommodation, and transportation. Even though she didn't trust Aunt Ji to do things, she still took charge herself.

Of course, all of this was told to her by Ji Hancheng. Yuan Shu treated Xiaoyouzi like a precious baby, saying that she hadn't treated him like this when he was a child.

These words sounded a bit sour, a bit jealous, clearly showing that he was jealous of his son.

After dinner, Grandpa Ji tried to persuade her to stay, but her godmother was still at home, and it was really inappropriate for them to move in together since they hadn't remarried yet. It wasn't proper; she was at most the mother of his child and Ji Hancheng's girlfriend.

As for remarriage, she doesn't want to right now. Dating is fine, but remarriage involves two families, and she doesn't want it to be that complicated. She just wants to have a simple relationship.

On the way back, Tang Junyao sat in the back seat with Xiaoyouzi in her arms. Xiaoyouzi was a little sleepy and was already dozing off in her arms. She covered her son with a blanket and held him quietly.

My thoughts drifted away. Grandpa Ji said that he went to Blue City seven times every month without fail, and he persisted for two years and one month, which is 175 times. Did my brother stop him that many times? If that's the case, did my brother already know who Xiaoyouzi's father is?

And what's with all this messing around with the flowers and trees? Does she really not remember ever telling him that she likes cherry blossoms?

Thinking about these things repeatedly, it would be a lie to say that they didn't touch her heart. She was indeed shocked and moved, because she never thought that Ji Hancheng would do such a thing.

For someone to persist in doing something every month and every year, even if it ends in failure each time, they need a very strong belief to sustain them in continuing, because the result is likely to be failure again.

The man in the driver's seat noticed in the rearview mirror that the woman seemed to be thinking about something, occasionally frowning. Curious, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Pulled back to reality by the voice, she asked, "Why did you replace all the flowers and trees in the Ji residence with flowering plants, and then lie and say they were planted by Grandpa Ji?"

He knew his grandfather wouldn't keep it a secret, so he said naturally, "Didn't you say you like flowers when they're in bloom, and you don't like flowers that have been picked?"

Searching my mind for the origin of that sentence, I racked my brains, and it seemed to be from two years ago when they were running together. The flowers and trees on both sides of the road were plum blossoms. She stopped and thought they were very beautiful, so she squatted down and picked up some petals. I think she said something like that. She liked flowers that were in bloom and didn't like picking them because that would stop their life from continuing and let them bring you a different kind of surprise in the soil.

A part of her heart softened; she was touched. She had never imagined that someone like Ji Hancheng would do something so romantic. What girl wouldn't like it if the boy she liked put thought into it? "You were the one who replaced the flowers and trees in the neighborhood."

"Yes." This time he didn't shy away from the question, nor did he lie.

Tang Junyao looked at the back of the man's head and laughed. He was really arrogant, doing things but too embarrassed to admit them. "So last time you didn't admit it, and said you didn't know this developer, does that mean this community belongs to Young Master Lu?"

"Hmm." There was a moment of embarrassment at being seen through, but denying it to the death was not an option right now.

Seeing that he seemed a little awkward, Tang Junyao smiled and said, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Seeing the woman's bright and sunny smile in the rearview mirror, his initial embarrassment eased. He should have told her that night if he knew she would be moved. A smile also appeared on his lips.

As the car entered the gate of Yixinyuan, Tang Junyao saw a familiar face through the car window and said to the man in front, "Stop for a moment."

He slowly applied the brakes, turned around, and looked at her with a puzzled expression, asking, "What's wrong?"

"Wait a minute, someone's looking for you. Roll down the car window." When getting in the car, Ji Hancheng had set a safety lock to prevent Xiaoyou from pressing buttons randomly. Now, the back window couldn't be opened, so the front window had to be unlocked.

The car window rolled down, and the boy's handsome features came into view. He was very clean, wearing a school uniform and just a pair of ordinary sneakers, not some expensive limited edition. The boy's eyes were full of tension and caution.

Seeing the car window roll down and the long-awaited face appear, Tang Junyan nervously called out, "Sister."

Tang Junyao didn't dislike him, but she didn't particularly like him either, because they had never crossed paths. She had moved out to live with her grandfather when Tang Junyan was born, and they had only met a handful of times in the past decade. Her parents' feud was irrelevant to him. "What's up?"

Tang Junyan nodded, standing there somewhat awkwardly. "I'm here to apologize to you on behalf of my mother. Sister, please don't misunderstand. I'm not here to beg you to let her off the hook. I know the mistake she made is unforgivable, and she should bear the consequences. I'm here today to apologize to you. I'm sorry."

The boy bowed sincerely, then his eyes reddened.

Ji Hancheng, who was in the driver's seat, remained silent. He was quite surprised that such a family could produce such a pure heart, untainted by corruption. There was not a trace of impurity in the boy's eyes; they were clean and clear.

Tang Junyao wasn't unreasonable; she wouldn't drag a child into this. "This has nothing to do with you. You don't need to apologize to me. Your mother is your mother, and you are you. How did you even get here?"

Tang Junyan's eyes were slightly red, but she held back her tears and said, "I took a taxi here."

Tang Junyao softened her heart this time. She looked at the little pomelo in her arms, then looked up at Tang Junyan and said, "I'll take you home. Don't go out so late in the future. Spending more time studying is better than anything else. Don't meddle in adult matters. It's not your business anyway."

Tang Junyan quickly refused, "Sister, I understand. You don't need to take me back. I'm safe. I'll go now. Goodbye."

Ji Hancheng noticed the woman's worry through the rearview mirror and clearly restrained his emotions. He said to the boy outside, "If you don't want her to worry, be obedient. I'll have someone take you home."

Tang Junyan quickly wiped away her tears, sniffed, and said, "Okay."

Ji Hancheng took out his phone and made a call. Then, without starting the car, he waited for the bodyguard to drive it out. Only after Tang Junyan got into the car did he turn the car around and drive through the gate.

After parking the car, Ji Hancheng quickly got out, opened the back door, and took his son from her arms. "Give him to me."

Tang Junyao didn't refuse, handing the child to him and looking up at him, "Aren't you curious about who that child was?"

"Chen Lan's son." It was definitely not a question; he had already figured out the relationship from their conversation.

Seeing that Tang Junyao was preoccupied and silent, he held his son in one arm and took her wrist in the other. He wasn't a gossip, but he was just concerned about her situation. "Don't feel guilty. Didn't you say yourself that he is him and his mother is his mother? Besides, I don't think this child is immature. At least his values ​​are exceptionally upright. If you don't dislike him and want to help him, you can. I can help him when he grows up, as long as he is sincere towards you."

His concessions to others depended on her.

If Tang Xin and Tang Junting bother her again, then she won't just have to deal with Chen Lan. Tang Junyan is still in junior high school, and it will be several years before he comes of age. Let's talk about it later.

It's hard to say whether they've become more restrained since Chen Lan was imprisoned.

This time, Tang Junyao was wrong. Tang Xin had indeed restrained himself and was afraid, but that didn't mean Tang Junting thought the same way.

"We'll see. Let's go." The two held hands and walked towards the elevator.

Upon arriving on the 25th floor, Ji Hancheng opened the door to the suite and went straight to the master bedroom. Xiao Mei, seeing them return, followed closely behind and said to Tang Junyao, "Sister, let me do it. Have you had dinner yet? Do you want me to cook something for you?"

Xiao Mei didn't dare to look at Ji Hancheng. This man's aura was too strong, radiating an aura that said "keep away." She was a little scared and kept her head down.

Tang Junyao said, "No need, we've already eaten. Is godmother asleep? Is she feeling unwell today?"

"No, Auntie is fine. She ate a big bowl of rice tonight and was very happy."

Tang Junyao smiled and praised, "That's because your cooking is delicious. You've worked hard. You should get some rest. I'll take care of undressing Lele."

Xiao Mei wasn't so oblivious; seeing that the child's father was there, she went out.

Ji Hancheng clumsily helped his son take off his clothes, his movements were a bit too big, which made Tang Junyao's brow twitch. In the end, she couldn't help but step forward and said, "Let me do it. If you keep taking his clothes off like this, you'll wake him up."

Frustrated, Ji Hancheng stood aside and silently studied, watching the woman gently help her son take off his clothes. She did it quickly, and the clothes were off in no time.

A pang of sadness welled up inside him, mixed with heartache. He recalled the video Lu Jinnan had sent him of a woman being pregnant. His heart ached when he watched it; he had never known how difficult it was to give birth. "You've had a tough time all these years," he said.

Tang Junyao paused, her body still. "It's not hard. Life is like an orange, with both bitterness and sweetness. And I have never regretted giving birth to him."

Ji Hancheng looked at her with eyes full of affection, "Why don't you stay at my place? Godmother can stay here." The main reason was that it was very inconvenient for him to come here, as it was all women.

Tang Junyao politely declined, her tone even more consultative: "I want to discuss something with you. My brother and his family are coming over next week. Could we keep our relationship a secret for now?"

Upon hearing this, the man's face darkened instantly. "I can't even take someone with me?"

She replied instantly, "No, I'm just worried that my brother and his family will make things difficult for you. My brother is very protective of his own, and you have a criminal record, so I'm doing this for your own good."

He was amused by the woman's success, and his thin lips parted, "Then I should thank you. Am I not yet at the stage of meeting the parents?"

Tang Junyao couldn't help but chuckle at the man's aggrieved expression. "I'll introduce you, but I need to talk to my brother and the others first, okay?"

Ji Hancheng knew she had her concerns, and a calculating glint flashed in his eyes. "It's not impossible. You can hide me away, but I want a consolation prize."

Seeing that he agreed, she said, "Okay, what do you want?"

A smile flickered in his eyes as he dodged the question. "I haven't thought of that yet. I'll tell you later, and you're not allowed to renege."

Tang Junyao just wanted him to agree to the request and didn't want her brother to argue with him, so she didn't delve into the meaning behind his words. At worst, she could just buy him clothes later.