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

The wind at the end of spring wasn't very cool, and I was slightly sweating.

The outdoor temperature in Blue City is indeed a few degrees higher than in Beijing.

The family of three rode around the ancient town of Lancheng in a tricycle. The driver in front of them was sweating profusely, which made Tang Junyao feel a little guilty.

She originally wanted to rent two vehicles, since the man was quite heavy and this was physically demanding work done by pedaling. However, the man offered a lot of money, so the driver took it and said it was no big deal. He then slung a towel over his shoulder, wiped his sweat, and rode off.

The tricycle stopped on a quaint street. The driver introduced, "Boss, this is the most crowded part of the tourist area. You can take a look around. It's quite memorable. Every place here is quaint and retains traces of history."

Ji Hancheng was wearing a white Polo shirt and sweatpants. He was holding an umbrella in one hand and carrying Xiaoyouzi in the other. Both father and son were wearing cool sunglasses, and Xiaoyouzi was wearing a beige baseball cap.

It felt like a big shot and a nobody had arrived.

After paying the fare, Tang Junyao thanked the driver, hid under the umbrella, and hugged Ji Hancheng's arm with both hands. "Let's go over there. There are quite a lot of people there. Let's go see what they sell."

Ji Hancheng doesn't really like crowded places; they're not only cramped but also chaotic. However, his wife and son both like them, so he went along with them. Plus, such opportunities to travel together are rare.

A bridge runs along one side of the ancient town, which is surrounded by flowing water. The clear, melodious sound of the water is very pleasant to hear. This is probably what the saying "small bridges, flowing water, and houses" means.

Every house retains its ancient charm; whether it's the bridges, the ground, or the buildings themselves, they are all antique and inviting, making you want to step forward and explore.

Little Yuzu was very curious, her little eyes darting around. She pushed up her sunglasses with a cool air and mumbled, "Pretty."

Ji Hancheng glanced at the little guy in his arms and said, "You do know what pretty is, but it's just because it's colorful."

Little Youzi wanted to tell Ji Hancheng that she was really beautiful, so she said again in her childish voice, "Daddy, beautiful."

Tang Junyao glanced at her son, whose eyes were determined, and retorted, "That's not necessarily true. Maybe Lele just likes this kind of antique style."

The two of them came out alone without telling Xixi, intending not to disturb her precious time with Han Yue. Tang Junyao knew that although Xixi hadn't verbally agreed to Han Yue's request, she had already given up resisting in her heart. It was no different from agreeing now. Han Yue would go to school with her, and Xixi was especially happy every day when she came home. At home, she was either holding the computer or her phone, looking like she was in a pure love. There was no need for any agreement or disagreement.

Originally, Ji Hancheng wanted to invite Su Xue today, but he didn't want to be disturbed by others, so he secretly came out and abandoned Lu Jinnan's family.

Thinking of this, Tang Junyao affectionately took Ji Hancheng's arm and walked forward, the umbrella blocking the warm light that tried to filter in. "By the way, Hancheng, Xiaoxue said she wants to have her wedding with us. What do you think?"

Ji Hancheng's eyes darkened. A wedding together, like a group purchase? He didn't want that. Without hesitation, he refused, "No way."

He lowered his gaze to meet the woman's gentle eyes, and lowered his voice. His hands were occupied, otherwise he really wanted to put his arm around her waist. Why did the weather have to be sunny? Wouldn't a cloudy day be better? "I don't plan to do it twice. This is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and I want to give you a unique halo. You can be the only protagonist. You can have her as your bridesmaid, but there can't be two protagonists."

Ji Hancheng's words were calm, but they were irrefutable and unchangeable. This was something he could not compromise on. They could play together as a group, but they could not get married as a group.

Tang Junyao could sense the determination in his eyes and tone. It was her first time attending a wedding and she was the bride herself. She didn't know that this couldn't be done together. Well, since that was the case, she could only say sorry to Xiaoxue.

I doubt there's any woman who doesn't want a unique wedding.

"Alright, I'll listen to you, Mr. Ji. I'll remember your words. I'd like to see what kind of wedding you're going to give me."

"I guarantee you'll be satisfied, my Mrs. Ji."

They exchange a smile, and everything is understood without words. Some tenderness, some love, doesn't need a single word, not even a glance or a gesture to be understood. That's love, isn't it?

During their stroll, Ji Hancheng also shared with her the defense plan that Han Yue had given to Lan Yunchen. It was pretty much confirmed that Xi Xi's situation was pretty much settled, so it was better to be honest sooner rather than later, in case she got scolded again someday.

Tang Junyao was surprised again after hearing this. Han Yue was really planning carefully, getting closer to Xixi step by step. He had made sure that even his older brother was under his control. Could Xixi escape his grasp?

While pondering, Tang Junyao caught a glimpse of a man sneaking up on a girl in the crowd. The more she looked, the more suspicious she felt, so she narrowed her eyes and stopped in her tracks.

Ji Hancheng observed the direction the woman beside him was looking, and following her gaze, his brows furrowed slightly. He was about to remind her, "You..."

Tang Junyao, having already sprinted 800 meters, darted into the crowd, chasing after the man from before, shouting, "Stop thief! Stop thief! My phone has been stolen..."

The girl who was robbed only now realized that her bag had been stolen.

Everyone looked ahead and saw a woman wearing a t-shirt and jeans throwing her diaper bag directly at a running man.

The distance was too far; the bag only touched her body before falling to the ground. Tang Junyao, with her eyes scanning all around, spotted a shortcut that could block the thief. She nimbly leaped across to the side of the river, causing Ji Hancheng's eyes to darken.

Unfortunately, both hands were occupied, but little Yuzu kept praising her in my arms, saying, "Mommy, you're great."

His temples throbbed as he listened. He knew the thief was no match for her and would be caught in minutes, but her jumping around was dangerous and she could easily bump into something.

It turned out that the stubbornness that was suppressed in her bones had never dissipated, which unconsciously reminded him of a night two years ago when she was beating up several people on her way home. At that time, he turned off the lights to watch the show, which made Xu Mingkai anxious.

After being with him, she seemed to have become very gentle, and her personality had softened, making him forget the woman that even Xu Mingkai used to admire.

I remember how Xu Mingkai described him: cool and dashing. And it was true. Isn't this exactly what happened? The woman he liked stomped on the thief with one foot, slapped the back of his head several times, and roughly snatched back his bag.

The woman who intervened bravely kept dusting off the diaper bag and tidying her hair. The girl who had been robbed thanked her repeatedly, saying, "Thank you so much, sister! You're amazing! Were you an athlete before?"

Tang Junyao smiled and said, "Maybe it's because you have long legs. Don't put your phone in your bag in crowded places in the future."

This kind of backpack is easy to steal without being noticed when worn on the back.

"Thank you, sister. You're not only beautiful but also kind."

"Should I still praise you?" Ji Hancheng asked helplessly.

Tang Junyao shrugged. "No need for that. If you really want to praise me, I'll accept it. It's up to you how you want to praise me."

Ji Hancheng: "............."

Seeing his expression turn colder, Tang Junyao changed her joking tone and said, "Don't be angry. You know I can catch up. I considered the safety range before I took a step. With you and Lele around, I definitely thought twice before I acted. See, everything's fine, isn't it?"

Ji Hancheng knew this was just a contingency plan to appease him. He knew perfectly well that she hadn't considered it at all before taking that step, but he still fell for her act and was pleased. His brows relaxed.

Little Yuzu, perched on Ji Hancheng's shoulder, secretly gave Tang Junyao a thumbs-up from behind.

The mother and son were communicating in sign language behind each other, a conversation that Ji Hancheng was unaware of, and they were secretly laughing.

At Blue City University, Lan Yunxi stayed in the library for several hours. At first, she was embarrassed by Han Yue holding her hand while he lectured, and it was hard for her to concentrate. She would glance at their overlapping hands from time to time, and the heat that had just cooled down her cheeks would rise again.

The temperature fluctuates repeatedly, dropping and rising.

Gradually, I became engrossed in the topics he was discussing and forgot that my hand was being held.

The library was gradually emptying out. Han Yue glanced at his watch and realized it was already 11:30. He asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Huh? What?" Lan Yunxi asked, still engrossed in her book.

"Lunch, it's past 11 o'clock."

Lan Yunxi picked up her phone and glanced at the time on the screen, realizing it was a bit late. Looking around, she noticed that there were far fewer people around. She never imagined she could spend so much time quietly with the guy she liked in the library.

It turns out that even if two people who like each other do nothing, just sitting together can make time slowly pass by, and they are still happy.

She quietly withdrew her hand, resting her cheeks on her hands, her fingertips tapping her cheeks as if pondering what Han Yue should eat. "Hmm, Teacher Han, you've been explaining problems to me all morning, let me treat you to lunch. What would you like to eat?"

Han Yue remained silent for a moment, not expecting her to say that. From "Brother Yue" to "President Han" and now to "Teacher Han," the young girl really did change her address for him every day without repeating herself. "The cafeteria."

"Huh?............The cafeteria." Shouldn't I take this opportunity to make some money? How do I get to the cafeteria?

Let's just go to the cafeteria then; we have to meet Teacher Han's requirements.

"Let's go," Lan Yunxi said readily.

After Lan Yunxi finished speaking, she prepared to get up to organize her books and get her bag, but Han Yue had already taken her bag from the chair and taken the books away, putting them back in their original positions.

A ray of warm sunlight shone on this scene, filling it with the feeling of romance.

The bag was still in Han Yue's hand, held by the body of the bag with one hand, the long chain adjusted and held in his palm.

As I stepped out of the library, the warm sun turned into a scorching, almost scorching, sun. Before I could even take a step, a baseball cap appeared above my head, blocking out the sunlight and darkening my vision.

"I'll bring you an umbrella tomorrow." Han Yue glanced at the sun high in the sky, which was very dazzling. His baseball cap couldn't block out the sun anymore, and it was quite hot.

"Oh." Lan Yunxi was suddenly warmed, her heart fluttered wildly, and her little heart pounded.

Has Han Yue really never been in a relationship before? But he's so charming in every way, and she's almost ready to give in and say yes.

Lan Yunxi pressed down on her baseball cap, telling herself to stay calm and hold on a little longer. She smiled warmly at Han Yue, "I'll put points on your baseball cap. You've already got 70 points."

Han Yue was amused by her adorable appearance. It seemed like he wasn't pursuing a girlfriend but rather trying to earn credits to graduate. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay."

The two walked side by side toward the canteen. Midway, she sent a message to the deserter Tong Xuxu: Let's eat at the canteen together.

Tong Xuxu replied instantly: "Insufficient wattage, currently charging."

Lan Yunxi: "............." She knew what this "charging" meant; it meant sleeping.