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

Han Yue dropped Han Guoguo off at Deep Water Bay, but instead of going inside together, he turned around and drove away.

At the entrance of the Deep Water Bay villa, Han Guoguo stared at the receding Porsche, lost in thought. The car had disappeared from sight, and she stood there for a while before opening the door and entering the villa.

The Porsche drove away from the bustling city center, heading in a direction that was all too familiar. After about 50 minutes, the car gradually entered an area surrounded by large expanses of greenery. Lawns covered 50% of the area, and further in, you could see courtyards, gardens, swimming pools, vegetable gardens... The layout of each area was well-planned.

It's clear that the designer put in a lot of effort, and it also shows how picky the homeowner is.

The car came to a smooth stop in the parking space in front of the villa, and Han Yue unbuckled his seatbelt and got out.

As soon as I got out of the car, the deafening sound almost ruptured my eardrums. "Greetings, young master."

The villa is surrounded by bodyguards, like a fortress. There are high-definition cameras in every 360-degree blind spot around the villa, because the Han family started out in the gray area and inevitably offended many people.

Han Yue took off his sunglasses and hung them on his collar. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the two rows of dark-skinned bodyguards. He said, "I know you've all had your fill. You don't need to shout so loudly. Who are you trying to scare?"

"Yes, young master."

Han Yue: "..........."

He decided to ignore it and strode into the villa. He was not only there to resolve the problem but also to give a heads-up.

Looking around the living room and the rooms on the second floor, it seemed like it had been a year since I'd been back. Last time, on the old man's birthday, I'd sent the gift to the Han family instead of coming home.

Upon seeing Han Yue enter, the butler of the Han family villa hurriedly came out to greet him, standing respectfully to one side. "Young Master, you're back. I'll go and call Madam right away."

Han Yue simply hummed in agreement.

A woman wearing a light pink suit came down the stairs from the second floor. Her age was hard to tell. Her hair was shoulder-length and tied back low, making her look very capable. Her first impression was that she exuded a powerful aura. Her face was expressionless, but if anything, it was cold and aloof.

She walked slowly down the stairs in her high heels and said indifferently, "What wind blew you back?"

Han Yue ignored him, pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and then crossed his legs, placing his hands on the back of the leather sofa. "Want one?"

The woman walked into the living room and sat down on the leather sofa opposite Han Yue. As if in a negotiation, she crossed her legs, leaned back casually, crossed her arms in front of her chest, glanced at the cigarette between Han Yue's fingers, and said indifferently, "I quit a long time ago."

Han Yue remained silent for several seconds, then exhaled a puff of smoke, sat up straight, and said, "I want to talk to you."

The woman remained calm, exuding a subtle pressure and a commanding presence. "Didn't you come here today to discuss business? Or did you come to see your mother?"

Han Yue stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, sat with his legs apart and hands on his lap, and after a few seconds said, "Guoguo is back. Shouldn't you apologize to her?"

Upon hearing this, the woman's face turned cold, but she quickly regained her composure. "For so many years, you've all thought I was wrong. You think I'm wrong, and Guoguo thinks I've done wrong, but I don't think I'm wrong. If it weren't for me, she would have been... For so many years, I've been protecting her, and instead of thanking me, she hates me. Does she have no brains?"

Han Yue's expression also turned cold. He licked his lips, suppressing his emotions, "Mom, can you rein in your controlling tendencies? You're not the big boss you used to be, and Dad isn't the big brother anymore. You're now in the Han family, a legitimate business. Do you really think it's appropriate to treat us like you used to treat your underlings? Guo Guo is a result of this backlash. Haven't you realized that all these years?"

This was the first time Han Yue had spoken so much to his mother. In the past, no matter how she tried to control him, he would stay a minute longer if he liked, and shut up and ignore her if he didn't.

After Guoguo left, Han Yue also moved out.

The huge self-built villa was now only occupied by the Han couple, along with servants and bodyguards, lacking the liveliness it should have had.

Han Yue's words surprised his mother. In just a second, she guessed, "You've fallen for a girl. Are you here to give me a heads-up?"

Han Yue neither admitted nor denied it, and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm talking to you about Guoguo. It's your fault for reading her diary and installing surveillance cameras in her room. If you think you're not wrong and don't plan to apologize to Guoguo, my brother and I will never come back to this house. Just pretend I was never here today."

After saying that, Han Yue stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode out. It seemed that he had underestimated the situation.

Just as he stepped out the door, he ran into Han's father, who had just returned home. He was 180 cm tall, wearing a black suit, and looked similar to Han Yue.

Seeing her son's gloomy face and his hurried departure, she quickly stopped him, "Xiaoyue, where are you going?"

Han Yue stopped in his tracks, composed himself, and said, "I'm leaving. Go home and try to persuade her. If you don't want Guoguo to keep staying away from home, you'll have to find a way to convince her."

Without even asking, Mr. Han knew what the problem was. It was a headache. Daughters are always their fathers' little darlings. How could Mr. Han not want his daughter to stay away from home? His once powerful older brother couldn't even manage his family affairs. It was truly shameful to talk about this.

What can you do? Your wife is also a big sister. This is like the big brother going up against the big sister. You're destined to lose. Positive equals negative, strong equals weak, and the weak one becomes him.

Han's father could tell from his son's expression that the conversation between the mother and son was not pleasant. He knew that trying to persuade him to stay would only exacerbate the conflict. "Alright, give me a few days and I'll give you an answer."

Han Yue curled his lips into a mocking smile, "Dad, your older brother's status is completely mismatched with the things you've done."

Han's father sighed helplessly, waving his hand to dismiss his son, "There's nothing I can do, your mother's status as the boss is too formidable. Alright, let's go."

Han Yue shrugged, walked directly to his car, opened the door, got in, started the car, and slowly drove out of the villa area.

After Han Yue left, Han's father entered the room and saw his wife sitting on the sofa drinking tea. She looked very relaxed. Only Han's father knew that she only drank tea when she was agitated and restless. Usually, she drank milk and coffee.

He slowly took off his suit jacket and placed it on the sofa. He sat down next to Han's mother, gently took the tea from her hand, and softly reminded her, "Don't drink tea, or you'll have insomnia again tonight."

He put the teacup back on the coffee table, took her hand and said gently, "Why do you have to do this? When Guoguo wasn't back, you were always subtly inquiring about her and even secretly went to Lancheng to see her. Now that she's back, you're acting all high and mighty. Xiaolu, we're over fifty now. We've passed the age of fighting and killing. What we want now is for our children to be healthy and safe, and to be by our side. That's happiness."

"Look, Guoguo has been gone for so many years, and you've been suffering from insomnia for so many years. How long are you going to keep torturing each other like this? You're stubborn, Guoguo is stubborn, and Xiaoyue is stubborn. What's going on? If you keep being stubborn, this family will fall apart. Guoguo won't come home, and Xiaoyue won't come home either. Look at this big house, it's just the two of us. When I go to work, you don't even have anyone to talk to."

The woman was about to speak when Han's father interrupted her, "Needless to say, you have confidants. You can talk to your confidants, so why are you having insomnia?"

The woman's expression changed, but she still glared at Han's father with dissatisfaction. However, she did not stop him from speaking. After decades, how could she not know the other person's character and thoughts? It was just a matter of finding a way to smooth things over.

Mr. Han continued, his face beaming with a smile, trying to ingratiate himself, "Guoguo's personality is just like yours, only she grew up in a different era. If she had been born in our time, I can guarantee she would have been a big sister too, definitely someone who could have inherited your mantle. Believe me or not."

Han's father was slapped hard on the shoulder by Han's mother. "What are you thinking? When did I ever want this girl to take over my job? All these years, she's been living the life she wants, doing whatever she pleases."

Mr. Han smiled. "So, you've already let go, so why are you still holding back? Your son came here today to have a good talk with you, but you probably didn't talk to him properly. Xiao Yue's temperament is not like Guo Guo's; he doesn't say everything out loud. He keeps everything to himself and always has his own plans."

Han's mother clenched her fist with difficulty, as if she was considering and hesitating.

Mr. Han continued to speak gradually, "Why don't you apologize to Guoguo? This girl just feels that you have deprived her of her human rights, monitored her, and violated her privacy. But then again, your method of protection is wrong. Times have changed, and children's thinking is different. What they read in their books now is all about privacy and freedom. It's nothing like what we used to do, when we didn't even have time to read books."

Han's mother was an orphan. She was abandoned at the gate of an orphanage at birth. Because of her stubborn nature, she was adopted and sent back, adopted and sent back again. Later, the orphanage got tired of the trouble and simply raised her herself.

After growing up, she was forced by life to become a big sister in the underworld. By some twist of fate, she clashed with the big brother in the underworld, Han's father, over a territory. Sparks flew between them. Later, all the territories were merged, and the originally hostile underlings became good friends.

When the two got married, the wedding was particularly grand, with countless underlings and bigwigs coming from all over to offer their congratulations. The Han family had a wide sphere of influence, so naturally, many people came to offer their congratulations. On the day of the wedding, Han's father changed Han's mother's surname to his own.

This proves that Han's mother is no longer an orphan, but a member of the Han family. Even in death, she is a member of the Han family, and her ancestors will come to collect her after her death.

Having witnessed the wickedness and ugliness of human nature, Han's mother was determined to protect Guoguo after she gave birth to her, not wanting her to get hurt, and even less wanting her to experience everything she had gone through.

Han's mother finally followed her heart and was moved. She smiled slightly, her expression both charming and aloof, "Since you've been trying so hard to persuade me, I'll grant your wish, alright?"

Seeing this, Han's father smiled broadly, looking nothing like his elder brother from back then. "Hey, that's right. A harmonious family brings prosperity. Don't you want your son and daughter to come back and have a lively time? The two siblings are both getting on in years and are almost old enough to find sons-in-law and daughters-in-law. You'll be so happy then. Hurry up and send Guoguo a message."

Han's mother turned her head, half-closing her eyes as she looked at Han's father, speechless. "Are you afraid I'll go back on my word? Really, I'm the eldest sister, when have I ever gone back on my word? A word that comes out of Han Lu's mouth has never been broken."

Of course, Han's father knew that his wife always meant what she said and meant what she said. This was a matter to be resolved on the same day. Now that the atmosphere was right, he had to keep a good pace.

Once this is over, the urge to send the message will fade, and it will be difficult to persuade them again. I've tried to persuade them for so many years without success, so it's rare that I succeeded today.

We mustn't strike while the iron is hot.

Han's mother picked up her phone from the side of the sofa, intending to send a message, but her hand paused when she opened the chat interface. Han's father, anxious, instructed her, "First, type 'Guoguo, Mommy was wrong. I apologize to you. Mommy sincerely apologizes for what I did before. Can you forgive Mommy?'"

After Mr. Han finished speaking, he didn't see Mrs. Han type anything. He looked up and saw Mrs. Han glaring at him coldly, her tone unfriendly, "Why don't you just come directly?"

As he spoke, he handed him his phone, and Mr. Han waved it off with a smile.

Mr. Han said ingratiatingly, "No need, Sister Lu, you do it. I'm just giving you a suggestion; I didn't want you to strain your brain."

Han's mother bluntly exposed him, giving him a disapproving look, "You're just afraid I'll say something I shouldn't and hurt your precious daughter's feelings, aren't you?"

Han's father wasn't embarrassed at being exposed. He picked up the cup that Han's mother had drunk from, took a sip of tea, and urged, "Post it now, the sooner the better."

At this moment, Han's father acted like a supervisor, as if he wouldn't leave until the message was sent. In the end, Han's mother typed Han's father's words into the phone screen verbatim, and added a sentence at the end: "Mom promises that she will not interfere with your love life in the future. You can do whatever you want."

After sending the message, a weight was lifted from my heart. As I put my phone away, I saw my father grinning broadly, while my mother threw a pillow at him.

Mr. Han was in a good mood and wasn't angry at all. He happily cupped Mrs. Han's face and gave her a kiss.