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

Han Yue stood up and walked to his sister, who was wearing a champagne-colored dress. He placed his hands on her shoulders and spun her around, again and again.

Han Guoguo was dizzy from being spun around.

After they stopped, Han Guoguo assumed her brother thought she was pretty, and asked in a smug tone, "Brother, am I pretty? I chose her."

The champagne-colored dress features a strapless design on the upper body, perfectly revealing the shoulders and collarbone.

Sexy and captivating, the fitted waist design accentuates Han Guoguo and her companions' graceful figures. The multi-layered tulle skirt is dreamy and flowing, exuding an ethereal and slightly hazy beauty.

Han Yue didn't answer his sister's question, but simply told her to stand still and "pose."

Although Han Guoguo didn't know what her brother wanted to do and wanted to take pictures, she was happy to cooperate. After all, her brother, who never took pictures of her, suddenly wanted to take pictures of her, so she had to give him face.

It also shows the loving sibling relationship. Han Yue took several photos seriously, which really made Su Xue envious. She couldn't help but praise, "Your brother is really good to you."

Putting aside the fact that he made a 300-yuan iron bucket of milk tea, not many guys could pull off such a feat.

The reality check came very quickly.

Han Yue sent the photos to Princess Xiao Xi, who had pinned them to the top of her chat list: "Do you like them? These are the bridesmaid dresses they chose."

Lan Yunxi: Wow, so ethereal! I love it. Have they already made their choices?

Han Yue: Okay, if you like it, I'll help you finalize it.

Lan Yunxi: Yue-ge, do you think I look good in this?

Han Yue: It looks good.

Lan Yunxi sent a cute and happy emoji, followed by the comment: "Then, Prince Consort, please help this princess make a date."

Han Yue chuckled as he looked at the subtitles on his phone: Hmm.

Lu Jinnan stood on tiptoe and tried to peek at the phone, but he couldn't see anything. The screen protector was designed to prevent peeping, specifically targeting people like Lu Jinnan.

Lu Jinnan: It's just sending a message, it's not like we're building an atomic bomb or something that's so secret. Everyone has a time when they're in love, is it really that big of a deal?

After confirming the details, Han Yue walked up to the designer, put his phone back in his pocket, and said, "Make another size based on the dress she's wearing."

The designer politely replied, "Please go ahead."

Han Yue kept announcing the measurements: "Height 167cm, weight 98kg, measurements 84-62-86."

Han Guoguo, who was just feeling pleased with herself, thought: "These don't seem to be her measurements, so I spun her around several times to make her dizzy in order to order clothes for Xixi."

Han Guoguo: "........."

Su Xue felt awkward; it was her own brother: ".............."

Lu Jinnan stood to the side, grinning obsequiously, "Hahaha, Guoguo, your brother is using you as a tool."

Tang Junyao and Ji Hancheng had already chosen their clothes, including two formal dresses, and were quite satisfied with them. They had both changed into their clothes.

As soon as I came out of the fitting room, I heard Han Yue announcing his measurements at the front desk, and I didn't see any embarrassment on his face at all; he was very certain of it.

Tang Junyao's mind flashed back to how Han Yue knew Xixi's measurements so accurately. Could it be that they...?

Before Ji Hancheng could even ask his curious wife a question, someone else had already stepped forward – the injured Han Guoguo, "My dear, reserved man, can I ask you how you know our lovely little princess's measurements? Do you even know them yourself?"

"Why don't you tell me my measurements?"

Two men who are about to get married said they didn't know their wives' measurements and were quite shocked. When it comes to scheming and cunning, Han Yue is the one.

Han Yue finalized Lan Yunxi's bridesmaid dress, saving the designer the time of traveling a long distance to Lan City.

The waiter then handed Han Yue and Lu Jinnan two black suits. "Gentlemen, these are your best man suits. Would you like to try them on?"

Han Yue took the clothes and checked the size. "No need to try them on, they fit perfectly."

Designer: Is this really necessary?

Despite her vanity, Lu Jinnan insisted on trying it on, so everyone sat on the sofa waiting for her to come out of the fitting room.

A moment later, Lu Jinnan emerged from his black trousers and white shirt, his hands still tucking the hem of his shirt into his trousers. Su Xue saw this and went over to help him straighten it.

"Lu Jinnan is actually quite handsome. He looks like a normal person once he puts on his clothes." This was Han Guoguo's comment.

Then he turned to Han Yue and said, "Brother, are you really not going to give it a try? Why don't you try it and I'll take a picture to show Xixi?"

Han Yue decisively refused. It was fine when they tried on clothes earlier, but now that everyone had tried them on, it would look like a spectacle with Lu Jinnan acting like this. "No need."

Han Guoguo rolled her eyes at Han Yue when he couldn't see her.

The best man's outfit was casual, with a gold-inlaid bow at the collar that matched Ji Hancheng's.

Han Yue was quite disgusted with it; he felt it was no different from being a waiter.

Even after Lu Jinnan changed his clothes before leaving, Han Yue still hadn't answered the question that everyone was curious about.

Question about measurements.

Actually, it was the first night the girl stayed at Deep Water Bay. After taking a shower, she forgot her change of clothes in the bathroom and didn't take them with her. Han Yue thought about putting them in the washing machine, and when he picked them up, he accidentally saw the size on them.

I searched online for the waist measurement of size 26 and 27 pants, and the bust measurement of size B bra. I searched for symmetrical measurements based on the approximate sizes, and calculated the proportions, so it should be accurate.

The wedding date is getting closer.

Recently, Ji Hancheng and Tang Junyao have been staying at the Ji residence because their grandfather asked them to live there. His reason was that after they got married, they would have their own lives and wouldn't stay at the Ji residence for long. He said they should stay as long as they could, which sounded rather pitiful and had an element of playing the victim. However, Ji Hancheng and Tang Junyao still couldn't bear to refuse.

Ji Hancheng's private villa, Fenghua Terrace, is under renovation. Yuyuan is a failed place, and he doesn't want to go back to live there; it's where they had their fake divorce.

Fenghua Terrace was thus adopted as their new home, and Tang Junyao did not object.

Before her honeymoon, Tang Junyao was working at the hospital as usual. At lunchtime, which was also her off-duty time, a woman wearing a black mask, a huge sun hat, and sunglasses rudely pushed open her consultation room.

A woman in a black dress suddenly appeared in the consultation room. Tang Junyao, who was shutting down her computer, thought that this person looked like she had just returned from a funeral.

But she didn't ask or say anything, patiently watching what the impolite person was going to do.

The woman who came in closed the door and sat down on the stool, like a patient seeing a doctor.

Slowly taking off the equipment, when I saw the face under the mask, it was both unexpected and surprising. It wasn't surprising that the person was Tang Junting; I was used to seeing her dressed like that. What was surprising was that there wasn't a single patch of good skin on her face; it was bruised and swollen.

It was clear that it was a combination of old and new wounds, meaning that the old wounds hadn't healed before the new ones were applied. For a fleeting moment, she felt pity.

Tang Junyao said calmly, "Is there something you need? There shouldn't be any point of contact between us anymore. I didn't expect you to have any reason to contact me."

Because of the injury on her face, Tang Junting couldn't open her mouth wide to speak, so she slightly parted her lips and said, "I want to make a deal with you. I have something you want. You help me get a divorce, I'll give you what I have, and you'll give me another 1 million."

Tang Junyao placed her hands on the table, squinting at Tang Junting's calm expression. It was rare to see such a calm expression on this woman with an IQ of 250. It seemed that being beaten by Ji Mingyuan recently had sharpened her brain.

She didn't know what Tang Junting had, but for Tang Junting to remain so calm and make such an outrageous demand, it must be something special. She remained expressionless and showed little interest. "How do you know I'm interested in what you have? Why don't you tell me a starting point, otherwise we'll both waste each other's time?"

During their conversation, Han Guoguo and Su Xue pushed open the door and entered, both saying in unison, "Starving to death..."

Upon seeing the backs of the figures sitting inside, the two who had just stepped in exchanged glances. Judging from their backs, they assumed Tang Junyao's clinic was still seeing patients. They apologized for disturbing her and were about to close the door and leave when Tang Junyao stopped them, saying, "Come in."

Han Guoguo and Su Xue walked in hand in hand. Han Guoguo had never seen Tang Junting before and didn't react much, assuming she was a patient. Su Xue, however, reacted strongly, "Holy crap, Ersan, what's wrong with you? What... what kind of lousy clinic did you go to for plastic surgery this time? You can't even see anymore! Are you okay? Are you really okay? Why do you keep torturing yourself like this? What's wrong with you?"

After saying that, Su Xue exaggeratedly took a few steps back, bent down and got closer to Tang Junting's face to take a closer look, "Wait a minute, your face doesn't look like a botched plastic surgery. You got beaten up... Who was the kind person who did it?"

Han Guoguo: "..............." What's going on, two or three?

Tang Junting's face darkened. She had made another mistake. She thought that if she came earlier she wouldn't run into Su Xue, and she misjudged Su Xue and Han Guoguo's eagerness to leave work.

Tang Junting stood up and said seriously, "It's related to your son. You shouldn't have forgotten the car accident your son had with the nanny last time. I'll wait for your call. Think about whether you want what I have."

Son, family will always be her bottom line. Tang Junyao's mind flashed back to the car accident and Wu Sao's death in just a second. The memories came flooding back, and her hands clenched tightly on the table. "Tang Junting, you miscalculated. We already found out about this. Are you trying to say it's related to your husband's family?"

Psychological warfare—that was Tang Junyao's guess. She wasn't stupid; she wouldn't let this woman control her. Judging from the injuries on Tang Junting's face, she was probably trying to escape the wealthy family she had been climbing into. Perhaps she wanted to live a normal life, or perhaps she wanted revenge, and that enemy might already be Ji Mingyuan.

If it's Ji Mingyuan, then the matter is definitely related to his family. How much of what Tang Junting could find out is probably just accidental eavesdropping.

As expected, Tang Junting was stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect Tang Junyao to be so smart. She wanted revenge. She was beaten by Ji Mingyuan day after day. When she complained to Shen Pei and the others after being beaten, Shen Pei would always say lightly: "You stay at home all day doing nothing and make my son unhappy. What else can you do besides wasting money?"

Tang Junting had grown tired of this kind of life. After Chen Lan passed away, Tang Junyan told her everything, including how her mother had committed murder, which she found unbelievable.

She no longer acted arrogantly towards Tang Junyao. She promised Tang Junyan that she would not cause trouble for Tang Junyao again. Tang Junyan said: "Sister, don't cause trouble for Sister Yaoyao anymore. She is really good. We owe her so much that we can never repay her in this lifetime. It's not just a matter of affection, it's fate. Let go of yourself and let go of others. I will take care of you from now on. You should find a way to get out of the Ji family."

Yes, this was a solution Tang Junting had been thinking about for a long time. It was unrealistic for her to leave the Ji family on her own; only with the help of Master Ji could she succeed. However, Master Ji only listened to Tang Junyao, which forced her to come to the hospital again.

Tang Junting mustered her courage, took a deep breath, and said in a somewhat humble tone, "Could you please get me out of the Ji family first?"

Su Xue had never seen Tang Junting so humble before. In an instant, she stopped joking and being malicious. She wasn't a heartless person, but she always saw Tang Junting bullying Yao Yao and couldn't stand it, so she wanted to help her get revenge. At this moment, she didn't say anything and stood silently to the side with Han Guoguo, who was completely confused.

Tang Junyao thought for a few seconds, "Don't say I'm heartless. I need to see if what you have is valuable. Ji Hancheng has never been one to be easily manipulated. If he wants to know, he can simply ignore you. Do you understand?"

After a moment of silence, Tang Junting thought it over and agreed, "Okay, I'll give you the things. I hope you can help me after you've seen them."

Tang Junyao neither agreed nor made any promises.