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

Han Yue originally planned to drive to Tiss, but received a message from his father when he was almost there.

"Your mom sent Guoguo an apology message. Go back and check on Guoguo."

After reading the information, Han Yue turned the steering wheel with one hand without hesitation, changed direction, and floored the accelerator. His eyes behind his sunglasses were cold, like ice in winter. The original half-hour drive was shortened to 18 minutes.

After parking the car without locking the doors, he stepped out and walked quickly toward the villa.

When Han Yue pushed the door open, he saw Han Guoguo silently shedding tears while mechanically unpacking packages and haphazardly scratching at the cardboard boxes. His brows furrowed, his eyes darkened like an icy pool, and he strode over, casually tossing his coat on the ground. He slowly squatted down and took the cardboard knife from Guoguo's hand.

Trying to speak softly and suppressing her emotions, she said, "Don't take it apart, give me the knife."

Han Guoguo seemed not to hear, as if she were deaf, and continued to dismantle the knife. Helpless, Han Yue carefully snatched the knife away and threw it aside.

The sound of the knife striking the smooth tiles was unusually crisp and loud in the large, quiet living room.

For a fleeting moment, it struck my heart.

Her hand suddenly felt empty, and Han Guoguo's tears fell. Han Yue half-squatted down, held her head with one hand, slowly turned her around and pressed her into his arms. He continued to control his emotions, his eyes slightly darkened, and he lowered his voice, "Cry, this will never happen again, I promise you."

The next second, Han Guoguo burst into heart-wrenching sobs, filling the entire silent living room with her cries.

He kept pounding Han Yue's chest with his fists, again and again, desperately venting his emotions.

Han Yue felt no pain at all, not even a frown. His brows were tightly furrowed, his face tense, and he pursed his lips, remaining silent as Han Guoguo vented her anger.

This matter had been weighing on her heart for far too long, so long that she had forgotten that Han's mother still owed her an apology, so long that she couldn't see the healed wound unless she took off her watch. These were things she didn't want to recall.

It was partly her fault, and partly Han's mother's fault.

After suppressing his emotions for so long, he desperately needed an outlet, and his mother's apology came at just the right time.

Han Yue cried for a long, long time, until his shirt was soaked through. He didn't know if it was from tears or snot, but when he couldn't cry anymore, Han Guoguo finally raised her head, her eyes red and swollen, and her voice heavy with nasal congestion, "You still owe me an apology."

Han Yue's legs went numb from squatting, so he simply sat down on the carpet next to Han Guoguo. As soon as he sat down, he realized something was wrong. He looked down and saw that this was the carpet that was custom-made for his room.

It was undoubtedly the work of this slug in front of us.

He closed his eyes, telling himself to stay calm. This was a carpet he had ordered from abroad, and this girl had just casually tossed it on the ground as a cushion. Han Yue sat cross-legged, propped his leg up with one hand, and looked at his sister with his chin in his hand. "Broken your ex-boyfriend's leg? I did nothing wrong. Don't try to pin the blame on me."

Han Guoguo glanced down at Han Yue, sniffed, and said sullenly, "He doesn't deserve the title of ex-boyfriend. You knew he was a scumbag, so why didn't you tell me?"

Han Yue was taken aback, thinking she didn't know, and changed to a more relaxed tone, "I'm afraid of tarnishing your first love's reputation, I value my life."

Han Guoguo kicked him angrily, "You're so annoying! Do you really enjoy being the scapegoat?"

Just when Guoguo thought he wouldn't apologize, Han Yue stared at her blankly for a long time before apologizing sincerely, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Upon hearing this, Han Guoguo smiled, her eyes glistening with tears, and generously said, "I'll accept it because of your sincerity."

At first, Han Guoguo thought that Han Yue was monitoring her like her mother. Disliking being controlled, Han Guoguo also disliked Han Yue. However, after learning that the man was a scumbag, she waited for Han Yue to tell her the truth, but he didn't say a word or offer an explanation for several years. That's what made Guoguo angry.

Han Yue braced himself against his back with both hands, crossed his legs, and placed his hands on the ground. Looking at his sister, who had already vented her anger and whose mood had clearly improved, he said, "I'll let it slide tonight because you cried like a baby. I'll be your punching bag for free. Go ahead and hit me. This perk won't be available tomorrow."

The two siblings stared at each other on the carpet for a while, but Han Guoguo still didn't make a move, only giving him a disdainful look.

Guoguo's suicide was an outcome he never expected. Over the years, he has deeply regretted it. If he had told her the truth sooner, he might have been spared this wound. This is the thing he blames most. He thought he was doing it for her own good, but he ended up hurting her.

Han Yue urged, "Are we going to fight or not? If we miss this opportunity, we won't have another chance."

Han Guoguo pulled Han Yue's sleeve to wipe her tears and snot, and then said, "I won't hit her, I'm afraid Xixi will come after me."

Upon hearing this, Han Yue was stunned for a few seconds, but quickly recovered. He didn't pat his clothes, but simply wiped them casually.

He remained silent, completely ignoring Guoguo's question.

After releasing emotions, a person's state of mind changes. Once the knot in one's heart is untied, the way one interacts with others naturally changes as well. "Hey, what exactly are you thinking about Xixi? Do you have feelings for her or not? Just give me a straight answer! You wouldn't tell me last time I asked. Aren't you afraid of bottling it up?"

Han Yue opened his eyes, glared at her, and said, "Am I 'hey'? I bought you a whole living room full of packages, it's not worth you calling me 'hey'."

Han Guoguo tilted her head, her eyes red and swollen, looking quite unattractive. "Anyway, you're bored right now, so let's have a chat. Can you help me unpack this package, bro?"

His face showed disgust, but his hands were already moving. He picked up the cardboard knife that had been tossed aside and muttered unhappily, "Those who know you'd think you have more money than you can spend, those who don't would think you're hoarding goods for the end of the world."

Han Guoguo continued to make Xixi's presence known, "I don't know if Xixi is blind, but she actually thinks you're cute when you roast people."

Despite their bickering, the two worked together very well; Han Yue disassembled the parts, and Guo Guo organized and summarized them.

Han Yue snorted and tossed an empty cardboard box far away. "You think everyone can see the good in me? You're just ungrateful."

"Yes, yes, yes, my brother is the best. Okay, I can't find a word that matches you in the Chinese dictionary, I have to go and order one."

"Find it first, don't give me empty promises."

Han Guoguo playfully moved closer to Han Yue and bumped his shoulder, "How about I give you Princess Xixi?"

Upon hearing this, Han Yue paused, holding the cardboard knife, and said after half a second, "Mind your own business. Be more careful when you look for a boyfriend in the future."

Han Guoguo: You can't get over being blind once, right?

"Tch. You change the subject the moment Xixi is mentioned. Do you dislike her or like her, or are you afraid she'll interfere in your marriage?"

Han Yue answered without even looking up, "Kids shouldn't meddle in adult matters. When are you going to work?"

Han Guoguo shrugged, knowing that this person wasn't going to give a direct answer, and didn't press the issue. She figured she wouldn't get a straight answer anyway. "The day after tomorrow, Yao Yao and the others are going to work the day after tomorrow, and I'm planning to go too, so the meal will be more lively."

"Do you want me to bring 50 people to have dinner with you tomorrow? You're going to work, not to a dinner party. Please install a tracking system on yourself."

After several hours of arguing, the package was finally unpacked. Han Yue was drenched in sweat when he packed the boxes at the door. He suspected that Han Guoguo was there to torment him.

When I walked in, I saw Han Guoguo still organizing her online purchases. "You're torturing yourself. Can't you just buy a little at a time? If this happens again, I'll confiscate your card. You'd better live on your own."

Han Guoguo was also filled with regret. She had no idea she would order so many packages at once. She vowed never to buy so many again. Unpacking them was exhausting. She just wanted to be carefree occasionally, not want to exhaust herself with unpacking packages. "I'm not buying anymore. There's no reason to take back what you've given away. Don't you have any dignity?"

Han Yue glanced at her leisurely, "Don't go to work tomorrow, come home with me."

What needs to be resolved still needs to be resolved; we can't just stay estranged forever. It's already quite remarkable that Han's mother wrote a series of long apology essays.

It is of utmost importance to acknowledge one's mistakes and correct them.

She thought a lot while she was in Blue City. A few times she seemed to vaguely see Han's mother's figure after class, but then she thought that this person was so arrogant that she would definitely not come to see her.

After all, they are mother and daughter, and she softened. She may have already stopped disliking her, but she just needed a way out, a breakthrough. Perhaps she regretted her rebelliousness after finding out that the man was a scumbag.

But once something is done, it cannot be erased, and a rift has already been created. Guoguo needs an apology, and Han's mother needs a way out.

After a pause, Han Guoguo carried a pile of goods upstairs, saying, "Okay."

Han Yue watched her struggle to move the spoils on the ground, then squatted down and picked up a bunch himself. "Where should I put them? Do I have to build you a whole room to store them? You're such a tyrant."

Han Guoguo followed behind in a good mood, happily skipping along, thinking it was a great idea. "Han Dui Dui..."

Receiving a sharp look from the front, he quickly changed his tune, "Brother, I think your idea is really good, why don't you put it into practice?"

"I didn't plan to adopt you for life. You're just staying here temporarily, and you really intend to ruin my villa."

"That's true. If I really did that, what if Xixi didn't like that arrangement? Okay, let's put my future sister-in-law first. Although I don't know if my future sister-in-law is Xixi, I'm a sensible person and I'm a very decent person."

"Stop talking so much nonsense, are you going to eat dinner or not?"

"Eat! Where are you taking me to eat something delicious? I've been eating at Tihou for days, I don't want to go..."

Han Yue strode ahead, carrying her things to her room, ignoring the troublesome person behind her.