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

Ji Group.

The man stared at the computer screen with his narrow, dark eyes, his well-defined hands occasionally flipping through the documents in front of him. Under the incandescent light, his cold face exuded indifference and aloofness.

The door was pushed open, and Xu Mingkai stood nervously in front of the desk, organizing his thoughts, "Young Master Ji... something's happened."

Upon hearing this, Ji Hancheng did not look up, remaining completely nonchalant and indifferent, and simply said, "Speak."

Xu Mingkai took a deep breath, glanced at the man working diligently, and cursed inwardly, "Men who are serious about their work are so damn handsome." He said, "Young Master Ji, the trending topics this morning are all criticizing the young mistress, saying she has character issues, is a sycophant to the wealthy, uses abnormal methods, um, etc." Why don't you take a look for yourself?

After I finished speaking, I felt a cold sweat break out on my back.

Ji Hancheng finally put down his work, and suddenly looked up. His eyes were filled with the coldness of winter, and his dark eyes were as silent as the night, eerily quiet. Xu Mingkai stood opposite him waiting for instructions, thinking that the person who was courting death was probably doomed.

A cold, icy voice echoed through the office, seemingly devoid of any emotional fluctuation: "Find a reliable media outlet to arrange an exclusive interview for me, starting at 9 o'clock."

Xu Mingkai: Is this a clarification? This guy never does exclusive interviews.

"Go to the custom-made counter in Beijing now and pick up something."

Although Xu Mingkai was puzzled, he also had some suspicions, but he replied, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Whether today's news is true or false, its negative impact has already existed. People who are just watching the drama won't delve into the truth; they'll just be swayed by the narrative. After all, everyone's tolerance level is different, and ordinary things are amplified infinitely when pushed to the internet.

It's hard to explain, and it's even harder to explain clearly and convince everyone. This isn't something that can be solved by having more people talking.

At that time, Tang Junyao was calmly seeing patients, completely unaffected by the news.

A middle-aged woman was sitting in front of me, and her daughter was standing casually beside her. I didn't know what she was there for; she was probably just there to keep me company.

Tang Junyao glanced at the girl who was still looking at her phone, then looked away and instructed the patient in a slightly more forceful voice, "I've ordered a brain CT scan for you. Pay first, then take the form to the CT service desk to register, and then wait for your number to be called on the screen. Do you understand, Auntie?"

The girl standing next to her didn't react at all. Tang Junyao couldn't help but want to scold her, but she sighed helplessly. The patient still didn't quite understand, so Tang Junyao patiently reminded her again.

Suddenly, the girl standing next to her looked at Tang Junyao in surprise, her gaze fixed on the name tag on her chest, and exclaimed, "You're Tang Junyao! Oh my god, my favorite romantic couple is right in front of me! Can I take a picture with you?"

Tang Junyao really wanted to tell him that he was sick and that she really wanted to send the child to get his brain checked.

Her mother was sitting in the clinic receiving treatment, completely oblivious to her surroundings. Instead, she was happily scrolling through gossip on her phone. What kind of mentality is that?

Everyone says raising children is for old age security, but what kind of security is this? She refused without hesitation, her voice turning cold, "I'm sorry, what you're talking about is not within the scope of my practice. Take your mother to get an X-ray."

The girl persisted, refusing to give up. "I admire you so much. Can I ask you how you got Mr. Ji from the capital to become your lapdog? I'm genuinely asking for your advice."

After saying that, she put her hands together in a pleading gesture. If she weren't alive, people would suspect that the girl was offering incense to her.

She still caught the girl's attention, sensing that something had happened, but she still didn't agree to the girl's request. She simply said, "Take your mother to get checked out. Be filial, be filial. Only with filial piety can there be obedience."

The girl seemed to understand or not, and stared blankly for a while before finally giving up on taking a photo. This doctor was the woman of Master Ji from the capital, and even Master Ji was a sycophant, so how could she dare to force a photo? Oh well, she'd just post it on her WeChat Moments later to show off.

Tang Junyao had just taken off her clothes and was about to go to the cafeteria for lunch when the door was pushed open by two women in a hurry. Su Xue and Han Guoguo didn't say a word, but they both gave her a thumbs up.

Completely bewildered, she suddenly remembered what the girl had said that morning. She turned around, hung her clothes behind the door, and said to Su Xue, "Tell me, what did I do now? Looks like I'm not going to have a peaceful day."

Su Xue clutched her chest with one hand and made an excited expression with the other. With Han Guoguo playing along, she said, "Why don't you sit down? I'm afraid your little heart can't take it. You're a little shocked, a little excited, and a little touched."

After saying that, he took a pack of tissues from the sink and placed it in front of Tang Junyao, saying, "You should be able to use this in 5 minutes."

Tang Junyao looked puzzled and curious. Su Xue opened the video and placed it in front of her. The familiar voice echoed in the small space. The man in the video was dressed impeccably.

He wore the same unchanging black suit, with black trousers that hugged his long legs. His straight nose and deep eyes stared at the screen, as if he were looking at her.

The fierceness and coldness in his eyes had lessened, replaced by a touch of tenderness. He casually crossed his legs, the collar of his white shirt open by two buttons, and placed his hands on his long legs. His hormones were overflowing, making her heart skip a beat. Oh my god, why is this man trying to look so handsome today?

The host, dressed in standard business attire, asked, "Mr. Ji, what brings you here, someone who never gives interviews?"

His lips curled slightly, seemingly in a smile, but Tang Junyao sensed it, though others couldn't see it. This faint smile carried a hint of dissatisfaction, and his deep, magnetic voice spilled from the phone screen, seemingly unrelated to the question: "The trending topics in the capital are quite lively today, so I suddenly had the idea to join in the fun."

The host feigned surprise and said, "It's our honor. Mr. Ji, is there anything you'd like to share today?"

The cool voice rang out again, without any preamble, "Two objectives: first, I want to correct the errors in today's trending news; second, I want to propose to my ex-wife."

These words made Tang Junyao, who was sitting down, lose her composure. She gasped. Could this guy be thinking of...?

The man explained calmly, "I don't think Dr. Tang, the protagonist of today's trending topics, should be blamed. She didn't fawn over the wealthy family; rather, the wealthy family fawned over her. I wonder if the person who wrote this report took the time to investigate properly. In the future, we shouldn't publish news like this that distorts the truth; it harms both others and ourselves."

His voice was flat, but it carried a chill and a threat. He crossed his arms, making a wide arc, with his thumbs touching and his fingertips pointing at himself. "Unfortunately, today's protagonist is my ex-wife, Ji Hancheng. But I want to clarify that I didn't dump her. It was Dr. Tang who dumped me. The reason is that I didn't do well enough. She didn't like me. I was divorced by her unilaterally."

Even the host was so surprised by this that she didn't know what to ask next. She was completely stunned. It was Ji Hancheng who reminded her, "I need to take care of something on your show. I was thinking about how to propose to her a few days ago. I didn't expect someone to give me this opportunity today. Yao Yao, didn't you always want to keep it private and keep a low profile? But I can't stand the situation and I can't bear to see you being wronged, so I have to break my promise."

His eyes were full of deep affection, as if the person standing in front of him was Tang Junyao. "Two years ago, I didn't understand love. You kindly forgave me, but I was wrong in the end. I want to spend my whole life making it up to you. I said that we were locked together for life. If you can't get married, I won't marry again. But after being with you, I became greedy. I want a title. I want to be your husband, Dr. Tang, and the father of my child."

He suddenly stood up, took out an exquisite dark blue box from his pocket, tugged at the right leg of his trousers, then knelt on one knee and said to the screen, "Yaoyao, this is a ring I ordered a month ago. I named it 'Eternal Love.' My Yaoyao can't miss any of the proper ceremonies. Whether you agree or not today, I still have to propose."

"Yaoyao, marry me. I promise my love for you will last forever, until we are buried together."

After saying his last sentence, Ji Hancheng paused for a few seconds, stood up, smiled at the screen, slowly put the ring away and put it in his pocket, straightened his clothes, and sat down on the sofa calmly and naturally, as if he were proposing to the camera and the whole world.

In just a few seconds, his expression turned cold, completely devoid of the affection he had shown moments before. "In five minutes, I don't want to see any more defamatory news about my fiancée. If you don't want to go to court, I'll let you clean up your mess yourself today since I'm in a good mood. From this day forward, there will be no more news defaming my Dr. Tang. This is the last time."

The host tried to ease the tension by explaining, "Mr. Ji is right. As journalists, we need to be careful with our words and actions and be truthful. We are very grateful to Mr. Ji for joining our program today. He has also shown us the love between Mr. Ji and Dr. Tang. Dr. Tang must be an outstanding person who deserves Mr. Ji's deep affection."

"Your love must be the envy of many people. We also had to witness your sweet romance today. We wish you and Dr. Tang a happy and fulfilling life together in advance."

Everyone likes to hear nice things, and Ji Hancheng was no exception. "Thank you."

The positive or negative nature of one's thinking is the watershed between success and failure in life.

Ji Hancheng's move was a counterintuitive reversal, going with the flow and letting the positive outweigh the negative, thus silencing the negative news.

Positive and negative are natural enemies. Suppressing the impact of negative news and replacing negative thinking with positive thinking is the best solution at present, and it is also what Ji Hancheng is willing to do. We must shut everyone up from the root.

The host's lines today were all prepared in advance by Xu Mingkai, and there were not many lines at all.