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

As they walked out of the airport, Han Guoguo still had her arm around Lan Yunxi's shoulder. From Han Yue's perspective, the girl looked completely bewildered, while Han Guoguo was all smiles.

The little girl was clearly unaware of their relationship and was probably frightened.

Han Yue had already rudely stuffed her suitcase into the trunk of the Porsche. He leaned lazily against the driver's side door, smoking, his whole body slender, his long index and middle fingers holding a cigarette. When he saw her come out, he threw the cigarette on the ground and casually stepped on it.

The cigarette went out. He stepped out of the car, opened the door, got into the driver's seat, rolled down the window, and casually called out in Han Guoguo's direction, "Are you coming or not?"

Hearing this, Han Guoguo glanced at the man in the driver's seat before slowly releasing Lan Yunxi's shoulder and patting him. "Xixi, wait until I've put my things away, then I'll take you to a fun place tonight. You can invite your sister and Su Xue, and I'll pay."

Lan Yunxi asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

Han Guoguo feigned mystery, her eyes crinkling, "It'll definitely be fun. Dress nicely, but never mind, you're already pretty. I'm leaving now, call me, bye."

Han Guoguo rushed towards the passenger seat, blowing a kiss to Lan Yunxi before getting in.

Lan Yunxi stood at the door, watching the Porsche drive away, hands on her hips, sighed, and turned to Baihu, asking, "Baihu, why do people born to the same parents have such different personalities? Is it a genetic mutation?"

Baihu didn't understand this genetic issue. "Miss, this isn't my area of ​​expertise. I don't know much about it and can't give you a precise answer."

Lan Yunxi waved her hand dismissively, "Forget it, I'm not going to dwell on it anymore. I'm going back to sleep."

Inside the Porsche, Han Guoguo sat leisurely in the passenger seat.

Feeling the car was too quiet, she stretched out her slender white fingers and randomly pressed buttons on the display screen, muttering under her breath, "What a piece of junk!"

Han Yue seemed not to hear her complaints, not even turning his head, "You're finally willing to come back? Didn't you say you'd die in Blue City? I was even planning to buy you a burial plot there."

Han Guoguo rolled her eyes at him bluntly, "I can come back whenever I want, it's none of your business. Play a calming song, seeing you is so annoying."

Han Yue retorted, "If you're so capable, go home and don't come jumping around in my house."

The two siblings have never gotten along since they were little. They always bicker whenever they meet, as if it's a fight to the death. This is also why Han Guoguo dislikes Han Yue. Every time her parents criticize her, Han Yue not only doesn't help, but he also stands by and adds insult to injury.

The accumulated hatred, when combined, led to a cycle of mutual love and mutual destruction, with not a moment of harmony.

Han Guoguo acted shamelessly, spreading her hands, "Sorry, there's nothing I can do. If you're so capable, then don't be my brother. As long as you're my brother, you have to let me stay. I can't do anything about it."

He added shamelessly, "Besides, you don't even live at home. I'm looking after the house for you, you should thank me."

Han Yue glared at his shameless younger sister, but Han Guoguo wasn't afraid at all. She even playfully stuck out her tongue and curled it at the corner of her mouth, saying, "You don't need to thank me with that look. I can't accept it."

Han Yue silently chanted in his heart, "My dear sister, my dear sister," and coldly said, "You're asking for a beating, aren't you?"

Han Guoguo: "Transfer me some money, I'm treating my girlfriends to dinner tonight."

Seeing her blatantly demanding money, Han Yue sneered and mocked, "Where did your backbone go? Weren't you going to carve out your own path? You've all been absorbed by Blue City."

Han Guoguo replied instantly, "It's been eaten by a dog. I've finally figured it out. Why make life so hard for yourself? It's fine to just give up. I have a billionaire brother, why should I play Cinderella? I'm not playing that role anymore. From today onwards, you're going to support me."

Han Yue held the steering wheel with one hand, turning his head to try and see what was going on on his sister's face. What was she up to? Back when their parents wouldn't let her go to Blue City, she was so rebellious that she threatened to sever ties. She was so tough. How come after a few years in Blue City, she's just lying on the ground talking?

"Are you sure you're not crazy? Did you break up with your boyfriend or did something traumatic happen?"

Han Guoguo: "Don't you know whether I can date or not? Don't you have any idea how many potential partners you and my mom have ruined for me?"

Han Yue remained silent. He didn't think he had done anything wrong, and regardless of whether Han Guoguo had forgiven him or not, he didn't want to explain.

Han Guoguo lay lazily on the back of the chair, looking like she had seen through the illusions of life. "I've just figured it out. I've been reading too many novels lately and have had some profound thoughts. I want to enjoy life to the fullest before I die. I'll date when I should, go to work when I should, enjoy life when I should, and let myself go when I should. That's the true meaning of life."

Han Yue was completely fed up with talking to her; he was seriously ill.

My mind is full of random, nonsensical thoughts.

Tihou Hotel.

Tang Junyao slowly woke up. A ray of sunlight peeked in through the gap in the curtains and reflected on the white bedding, warming her heart.

Little Yuzu has been waking up very late these past few days, usually around 9 a.m.

She picked up her phone and glanced at the time; it was already 9 o'clock. She put the phone back on the bedside table and turned to look at her son, who was fast asleep beside her.

It's wonderful that you're so engrossed in watching it.

The sound of her phone vibrating pulled her back to reality. She turned around and picked up her phone again. It was a text message from Chameleon: "Are you up?"

She slowly moved her body upwards, leaning against the headboard, and typed in the chat box, "Awake? Have you had breakfast?"

Chameleon replied instantly: "No, I want to eat with you. What do you want to eat? I'll go to the restaurant and get it."

Her heart warmed again, and she felt like the two of them were dating. Actually, this feeling was quite nice, to be thought of and cared for by someone. "I want to eat milk, toast, and sugar-free rice cake. Does the restaurant have sugar-free rice cake? If not, then forget it, just take the first two items."

Chameleon: "What you want will come to you; even if it doesn't, it will appear."

She didn't know how to respond, but her words implied indulgence: "Then I'll go wash my face first. You can bring a bowl of porridge for our son."

Chameleon: "Hmm, bone broth, I'm too short, I need to eat something nourishing."

Tang Junyao: ".............."

My son is not even 2 years old yet. How can he be compared to someone who is over 180cm tall? If a child who is not even 2 years old is already 180cm tall, wouldn't he be a monster?

About half an hour later, Ji Hancheng stood outside the door and rang the doorbell. He was already dressed and carrying breakfast in his left hand.

Tang Junyao finished washing up and was dressing her son when she heard the doorbell. She got up to open the door and noticed the man's hands were full of breakfast. She wanted to help him take some, but he avoided her, so she didn't insist. She just asked, "Why did you take so much?"

The well-dressed man placed a pile of breakfast on the table and said casually, "I also brought some for them; it wouldn't be right to eat it all by myself."

Tang Junyao glanced at the closed door and knew that Su Xue was still sleeping. However, she wondered why Lu Jinnan hadn't come along. "Why didn't Young Master Lu come along?"

Ji Hancheng said with disdain, "I video chatted with Miss Su all night last night and was still dreaming."

After saying that, he walked over, put his left arm around her waist, pulled her closer, and kissed her delicate lips. "Have breakfast, okay?"

Their current posture was quite ambiguous. She could clearly feel her heart pounding wildly, and a blush quietly crept onto her cheeks. Ji Hancheng leaned closer, wanting to kiss her again.

The door lock was turned at an inopportune moment, and the next second Lan Yunxi came in excitedly, only to see Ji Hancheng embracing Tang Junyao and about to kiss her.

Lan Yunxi had never been in a relationship, but as a college student, she was used to seeing this kind of scene on the tree-lined paths of the university. Besides, she had watched a lot of TV dramas like this, so she didn't feel too embarrassed. She just deliberately covered her eyes and mumbled, "Sorry, sister, brother-in-law, you two continue, I'll go into my room."

Her small eyes peered through the gaps in her fingers at the two men's expressions. Tang Junyao was already on the verge of a social disaster, so she quickly pushed Ji Hancheng away and said reproachfully, "You go eat first, I'll go hold our son."

After saying that, she turned around and hurriedly ran into the bedroom.

Ji Hancheng wasn't annoyed at all; his smile deepened. His Yao Yao was shy, how adorable.

Then, turning to Lan Yunxi, who was still pretending to cover her eyes, she said, "Stop pretending, take it off. Have you had breakfast?"

Caught red-handed, Lan Yunxi shook her head with a grin, "No."

Ji Hancheng turned his head and gestured to the breakfast table. "Go and eat. See what you like."

Lan Yunxi was starving. She went to pick up Han Guoguo right on time in the morning without having eaten breakfast. She was thinking that she could eat with Han Guoguo after picking her up, but then a freak appeared out of nowhere.

Upon seeing the table full of breakfast, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother-in-law, you're so kind!"

The blush on Tang Junyao's face had faded. She led her son out and saw that Ji Hancheng wasn't eating in the restaurant, but rather leaning lazily against the doorframe waiting for them. "Why aren't you eating?" she asked.

Ji Hancheng held Xiaoyouzi's hand with his left hand, and said with a slight parting of his thin lips, "I've been waiting for you. We promised to eat together."

Then, she lifted the little pomelo with one hand and placed it on a chair. "I'll feed it. You eat first."

Tang Junyao appreciated his humility, but after all, she was an able-bodied person while he was disabled and belonged to a vulnerable group. "Let me do it, you're still injured."

"My left hand won't affect my performance, you eat it." Ji Hancheng insisted on feeding Xiaoyouzi, and Tang Junyao, unable to argue with him, simply let him have his way.

Lan Yunxi was thinking about something and didn't talk much during breakfast, only occasionally chiming in.