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

Tang family.

Tang Junting kept fiddling with her clothes in front of the mirror, but she couldn't find any that she liked. In frustration, she threw all the clothes she was holding onto the bed.

Chen Lan walked in and saw a pile of clothes on the bed. She frowned and asked her daughter with concern, "What happened? Who made you angry again?"

Today is Monday. Chen Lan's son, Tang Junyan, went to school, leaving only the maid and the mother and daughter at home. Tang Xin also went to the company early this morning.

Chen Lan's son has been independent since he was a child. He requested to attend boarding school when he started elementary school and only came home once a week.

Tang Junting looked unhappy, pouted, and said in a dejected tone, "Mom, look, I don't have any clothes left. They're all last year's styles. Dad has cut my allowance, so I can't buy the latest styles anymore."

Since Tang Xin's last attempt to inherit the estate failed, he has reduced his family's expenses. She found this strange and asked an informant within the company, only to learn that a project Tang Xin invested in had failed, losing more than 8000 million yuan, which displeased the shareholders.

No wonder she's been leaving early and returning late these past few days. As for the affair, Chen Lan isn't worried; she has her own methods.

Looking again at the pile of clothes on her daughter's bed, already stacked as high as a small mountain, she was a little dissatisfied with her daughter's extravagant spending since childhood. She reminded her, "Your father's company has been in some trouble lately, so behave yourself and don't be so wasteful. I'll give you 5 yuan to buy yourself a dress you like."

Tang Junting wouldn't even look at 5 yuan. A limited edition dress costs over a million yuan, and she wanted to buy an entire set, inside and out, which would cost at least 300 million yuan. Besides, this time she was going to the Ji family.

"Mom, this isn't enough. I'm going to the Ji family tomorrow. They'll definitely look down on me if I wear clothes that cost 5 yuan."

Chen Lan knew that Tang Junting had been coming home late lately and always had a smile on her face, so she knew that she must have a boyfriend. She just didn't know that it was from the Ji family. She wished it was Ji Hancheng, the head of the Ji family.

"Is it Ji Hancheng, Master Ji?" Chen Lan asked, a little excited.

"No, it's the second young master of the Ji family." Tang Junting also wanted to find Ji Hancheng, but she couldn't even get a glimpse of him, let alone seduce him.

As a second choice, she could only choose Ji Mingyuan, the second young master of the Ji family. After all, he was from the Ji family, and she would eventually become the young mistress of the Ji family.

However, Chen Lan didn't think so. She believed that the second young master of the Ji family was a spoiled brat who changed women like he changed clothes. Although he was also the grandson of the Ji family, people in the circle knew that it was all about who your father was. Without your grandfather and father, that guy was completely useless.

He didn't even know when his own daughter was abandoned.

Chen Lan said worriedly, "Tingting, can you handle the temperament of this Second Young Master Ji? His reputation isn't as good as Master Ji's."

Legend has it that Master Ji never touches women; he is extremely abstinent. Even when discussing contracts at a dinner party, it's useless for business partners to try to flatter him by offering him stunning beauties; he won't even glance at them.

Chen Lan has been through this before; once a man like that falls in love with someone, it's for life.

In other words, I now have a way to control Tang Xin; otherwise, given his personality, he might have a mistress or even a second mistress.

When Chen Lan asked this, Tang Junting was dissatisfied and pouted, "Mom, you know that Master Ji is a decisive and efficient person. Not to mention that I can't see him, even if I did, I wouldn't dare to pounce on him. The rumors in the capital are enough to make people shudder."

Chen Lan thought about it and agreed. She began to patiently instruct her, "Tingting, Second Young Master Ji is also an option, but you have to hold onto him and become his mistress. Have you two had any real relationship yet?"

Tang Junting blushed and replied, "No." But she was no longer a virgin; she had dated many rich second-generation men before.

Chen Lan: "Don't let him get away with it so easily. Keep him hanging on. In a few days, Mom will take you abroad for hymen repair."

Tang Junting looked excited. The reason she didn't have a relationship with Ji Mingyuan was because she was afraid of being discovered. "Won't Mom be found out? What if Second Young Master Ji finds out?"

Chen Lan said with certainty in her eyes, "Don't worry, the person Mom knows won't be discovered, and he'll keep it a secret. He'd rather die than tell."

Now Tang Junting was even more confident, and the next step was to make sure she could hold onto Young Master Ji.

Chen Lan gave her daughter 300 million yuan, showing her willingness to spend a fortune to make her daughter the young mistress of the Ji family.

It was just before 8 p.m. when Tang Junyao was getting ready to change for work. Her phone rang in her pocket, but she didn't answer it because it was an unknown number.

A moment later, her phone rang again. Fearing it was a patient inquiring about her condition, she answered it.

A cold, deep, yet slightly magnetic male voice came from the other end of the line, "At the hospital?"

Tang Junyao was puzzled. Why was it Ji Hancheng? What did he want to see her at this time?

"Yes, getting ready for work. Is there something you need?" she answered truthfully.

"Yes, there's a family gathering at the Ji family's old house tomorrow, and Grandpa wants you to go."

Every Monday, the Ji family's old house requires everyone to come home for a gathering; this has been an unchanging rule passed down through generations.

They call it cultivating relationships, saying that the children are getting older and everyone is busy with their own careers, so they need to come home and get together often, and not let their relationship fall apart.

Tang Junyao was even more puzzled. They had been married for more than half a month, and at least three weeks had passed. She hadn't been asked to go to any gatherings before.

Does mentioning divorce mean I have to go?

Tang Junyao was pondering and trying to find a reason to refuse.

The man opposite her immediately thwarted her idea, "I know you're off tomorrow. I've already promised Grandpa I'd take you back."

Tang Junyao: "........." Damn it, then why did you call? Just to chat? You only say one word.

Her tone was full of displeasure. "I know."

Xu Mingkai looked at his boss's sly expression after he hung up the phone.

Five minutes ago, Young Master Ji called Old Master Ji at the old house to tell him that he was bringing his young mistress home the next day.

Then, with a sly grin, he added, "That's exactly what Old Master Ji requested. Truly a dog."

If you want to go see the young mistress, just say so. To be honest, there's no dog better than Young Master Ji.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Hancheng threatened Xu Mingkai, "Shut your mouth." This meant that if the young mistress found out about this, he was finished.

Xu Mingkai mustered his courage and said, "Young Master Ji, have you fallen for the young mistress?"

Ji Hancheng glanced at him and replied coldly, "Which eye of yours saw that I like her?"

Xu Mingkai: I saw it with both eyes.

At 7 p.m., Tiss, Han Yue, who used to be in the gray area and was also a very good fighter, had a large boxing ring renovated inside the bar.

Lu Jinnan was trembling. "Young Master Ji, I was indeed wrong about this, but ignorance is no excuse. Besides, you kept it from me." He wanted to say that Tang Junyao was so beautiful, which man wouldn't like her? But he didn't dare to say it.

"Now you admit you had wicked intentions." He approached Lu Jinnan while putting on his boxing gloves.

"Damn it, I just wanted to chat with my sister-in-law for a while, why would I admit it?" I can't admit it, I absolutely can't admit it, or I'll be beaten to death.

Han Yue coldly tossed him a few words: "Stubborn to the end."

Lu Jinnan yelled at Han Yue, "Can you shut the hell up? Nobody will think you're mute if you don't talk."

What followed was Ji Hancheng torturing Lu Jinnan for a full hour, beating him until his face was bruised and swollen, making it difficult for him to flirt with girls for a month. Lu Jinnan had previously estimated it would take a week, but he had overestimated the man's ruthlessness.