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

The next morning, the room was dimly lit, with heavy curtains blocking any glimmer of light that might try to sneak in.

Tang Junyao was woken up by the heat. The man in the same bed was holding her too tightly, and the bed was full of heat, rising up in waves.

She tried to put her hands out of the covers to cool off, but the man's large hands pulled them back into his arms, holding her tightly. His stubble chin brushed against her forehead, tickling her. She struggled to move her waist and said, "Loosen up a bit, I'm so hot."

The man opened his eyes, squinted several times, and stared at her intently, his eyes still sleepy. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "Why are you awake? Didn't you get used to sleeping?"

If I don't like sleeping here, I won't sleep here anymore.

Tang Junyao was speechless. She had been woken up by the heat, not the bed. "No, it's because you were holding me too tightly. I'm too hot."

Hearing her say that, Ji Hancheng loosened his grip, but he didn't let go completely. He just used one hand to pick up his phone, the bright light making his handsome eyes squint slightly.

He put the phone back in its place in just a few seconds, turned around and kissed the corner of her mouth, saying in a low, husky voice, "It's only 4:30, sleep a little longer."

It's only 4:30, no wonder it feels completely dark.

In the darkness, his dark eyes, like two small light bulbs, stared intently at her, as if he were watching prey, poised to strike.

The next moment, his warm, thin lips pressed against mine, gently licking my lips, so lightly it was almost slurping. In the dimly lit room, only the sounds of their conversation and heavy breathing could be heard.

They kissed for a long time, and the heat in his palms rose rapidly. The warmth from his hand on her waist spread throughout her body. Finally, unable to restrain himself any longer, he released her. His originally dark eyes were now tinged with crimson. He pressed his forehead against hers, breathing heavily, their noses touching, his voice hoarse to the extreme, "Sleep."

She leaned limply against his chest, her voice hoarse as she chuckled, "What are you after?"

Isn't this obvious? Why don't you understand what's the point? "You."

The next second, his words made her face flush even more, and her hands, which were clutching the hem of his pajamas, curled up. He remained calm and composed, and said in a deep, hoarse voice, "I was in too much of a rush this morning, and I was afraid I wouldn't have enough time to make you feel comfortable. I'll put it on your tab first."

Tang Junyao: It's only a little before five o'clock. She can leave at seven-thirty. There's not enough time. What do you want to do? Kill her?

Embarrassed, she pinched his waist under the covers with all her might. Ji Hancheng winced in pain, then chuckled playfully, his voice extremely seductive, "Yaoyao, are you unhappy with my restraint?"

"If you really want it, I can make it a quickie, hmm? Want it?"

Tang Junyao's face darkened. She kicked him under the covers, and a warm hand grasped her thigh, deliberately rubbing it a few times. Her whole body felt tingly and numb, it was maddening. "You big idiot, go to sleep. If you move around again, go sleep with your son."

Ji Hancheng stared intently at the woman's angry expression, finding it particularly adorable. "That brat sleeps with my mother. I'm an adult now and don't have the habit of sleeping with my mother anymore. I prefer to sleep with my wife."

Tang Junyao: "Shut up, if you're not going to sleep, get out."

She woke up again at 6:30 a.m. The man in bed was gone, and one side of the blanket was cold. She reached out to feel the temperature, then lifted the blanket, showing no intention of staying in bed any longer.

"The clothes are in the closet, take a look and see if you like them." The man leaned against the door, holding soy milk, pastries, and steamed buns. The steaming breakfast filled the room with an enticing aroma, making my stomach instantly growl.

She walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and was stunned. It was full of her favorite styles: jeans, floral dresses, light-colored dresses, and t-shirts...

She turned her head in confusion and asked, "When did you prepare this?"

Ji Hancheng placed the breakfast on the coffee table in front of the sofa, which was also newly purchased. It was large, soft, and very comfortable. He said lightly, "After you agree to give it a try..."

Tang Junyao browsed through the dazzling array of clothes in the wardrobe, rummaged through the hangers, and finally chose a white, irregularly styled dress. She took it out and placed it on the bed, saying, "Are you that confident that I'll be able to wear this?"

"Well, I mainly think you're kind and would never abandon me. Whether you want to wear casual shoes or flats, they're all on the shoe rack, it's up to you."

Tang Junyao took off her clothes right in front of him. She had done everything she was supposed to do. She openly unbuttoned her pajamas and took them off without any hesitation.

Ji Hancheng stood there with his hands in his pockets, watching intently, a smile playing on his lips. "Yaoyao, do you trust me too much, or do you think I'm not a man?"

While they were talking, Tang Junyao had already put on her dress and was taking her hair out from under the dress and putting it out. She then picked up a hair tie from the bedside table and tied it up. "I think you can still be a human being, not so inhuman. This is because I have 100% trust in you, okay?"

Ji Hancheng walked over, put his arm around her waist, and led her to the sofa. "I really want to thank you."

He knows his limits, otherwise he would have exercised with her this morning. Liking someone is one thing, but you can't be horny all the time. After all, Yao Yao is going to work today, and the hospital environment is a very important place.

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold. Aunt Ji made these buns early this morning. Aunt Ji's buns are pretty good; Grandpa can eat several. Try them, and I'll take you to work after you finish."

"Okay, I'll go wash my face in a bit and come right over."

After coming out of the bathroom, I saw steaming buns on the table, their aroma filling the air.

Tang Junyao was really hungry. She picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowed it in one gulp, then drank a sip of soy milk before taking a second sip.

Ji Hancheng stood to the side, smiling indulgently, then sat down, took out a tissue, and said, "I never realized you ate like a child. Slow down, no one will take it from you."

Tang Junyao continued eating quietly. This was always how she ate; she didn't eat like a little girl, counting each grain of rice. She had a thick throat.

Ji Hancheng wiped the soy milk from the corner of her mouth. "Mother said Lele can stay at the Ji residence for a few days."

Tang Junyao stopped stuffing the buns into her mouth, licked the dough stuck to her teeth, and asked, "This wasn't what you meant?"

She was very skeptical about this, always feeling that Yuan Shu wouldn't bring it up on her own initiative.

Ji Hancheng avoided her gaze, picked up a steamed bun, and stuffed it into her hand. "Do you think I'm that bored? If I want to sleep with you, whether your son is here or not won't affect my performance, don't you know that?"

That makes sense. Once when we were together, Lele did sleep next to him, and he did the same, but he was more restrained.

I'll trust him for now.

After breakfast, Lele was left at the Ji residence. The little one was heartless and showed no intention of going back with her. She just played with Yuan Shu and Grandpa Ji by herself, only politely saying goodbye to her.

I feel like I've been abandoned.

The pure white, V-neck, asymmetrical dress features a feminine design at the left waist that can be tightened. Once the two vertical ropes at the waist are pulled tight, the waistline instantly becomes graceful and slender, and the irregular pleats add a touch of beauty.

She paired the outfit with genuine leather French retro square-toe strappy chunky heels, creating a look that was both feminine and elegant, with a touch of unapproachable purity that she carried off perfectly.

Ji Hancheng stood at a distance for a long time, feeling that something was missing, until he noticed the empty space on her wrist and remembered—a watch. He walked closer, fiddled with her tied ponytail, and asked, "Do you like the watch?"

Everything he asked about was something he wanted to buy. The two had already walked to the car. He opened the car door for her, and after she got in, he turned around and went to the driver's seat to open the door.

After he fastened his seatbelt, she said, "I don't care much for luxury goods. It's not very convenient to take them off during surgery, so you don't need to buy them."

Ji Hancheng started the car while smiling. Everyone could guess what he was thinking, and he was in a good mood. "Whatever you say."