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

After dropping Lan Yunxi off, Han Yue prepared to go back to Deep Water Bay to wash the little girl's clothes.

After several encounters, he noticed a problem with the girl: she never seemed to remember her clothes after taking a bath. This was true last time, and it was true this time as well. He didn't notice that the girl was carrying a bag when she came out.

They must have forgotten again.

Han Yue drove to Deep Water Bay, and when the car arrived at the villa, he got out and went straight to the master bedroom.

After entering the master bedroom.

The result was not what he expected. There were no clothes in the bathroom either. Han Yue stood inside and searched around, thinking that the girl had thrown them away. He checked the trash can but found nothing, and there were none on the bed either.

The blankets were neatly folded, and the pillows were placed upright, but where were the clothes?

When I opened the balcony door, I found the little girl's coat hanging on the balcony.

When did you wash it?

I didn't hear the washing machine last night. Even if the washing machine in the house isn't very loud, I should still be able to hear it.

What Han Yue didn't know was that after Lan Yunxi took a shower last night, she saw the clothes in Lou Kuang's clothes and immediately thought of Han Yue washing her clothes. She hid in the bathroom and washed all the clothes she had changed out of, hung her outer clothes out to dry, and dried her underwear and put them in Han Yue's wardrobe.

As for why the outer garment wasn't dry, only Lan Yunxi knows.

When Han Guoguo went to the master bedroom last night, Lan Yunxi had already washed all the clothes and was sitting on the bed.

After finding his clothes, Han Yue didn't leave the master bedroom immediately. Instead, he stood in the doorway with one hand in his pocket, leaning against it. He felt around in his pocket and realized he didn't have any cigarettes.

When the young girl came yesterday, he cleaned the cigarettes off his clothes and in the room, sighed silently, and fell into deep thought as he watched his clothes fluttering in the breeze.

I took out my phone and sent a message to Princess Xiaoxi, who was pinned to my phone: I've hidden your clothes for you, and I'll wait for you to come next time.

There was no reply to Lan Yunxi's message, but Han Yue wasn't in a hurry. He sent another message to Han Guoguo: "Go back to the Han family tonight."

Han Guoguo replied quickly, clearly having been slacking off at work: Am I a gun? I'll shoot wherever you point.

He's about to appear at Deep Water Bay, and when he's no longer needed, he'll say he's going back to the Han family. I really owe him something.

Han Yue typed: I'll give you another chance to organize your thoughts.

Han Guoguo said obsequiously, "Just kidding, just kidding. Oh, I'm not talking to you anymore, I have to go to work."

Han Yue: "............"

It was a waste of talent not to send her to the film academy; the Han family lost a movie queen.

Just as Han Yue was pondering, the phone rang. It was his father, Han Yu, calling. He slid the answer button, thinking something was wrong, and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Mr. Han went to the Han Group early this morning to discuss some matters with Mrs. Han. Now he was thinking of calling his son. "There is something I need to discuss. This morning I talked to your sister Lu and we think it's time for you to take over our work. Besides, you've already lured that girl to Deep Water Bay. You have to take responsibility for her. Guoguo said that their family is the richest. In comparison, you need to be more outstanding. Your identity can't just be the boss of Tiss."

Han's father was afraid that his son would refuse, because Han Yue had never liked the routine of going to work and preferred freedom and no constraints. In addition, since both he and his wife were young, he naturally had no intention of inheriting the family business so early.

I didn't have a girl I liked before, so I became more casual about things, and I didn't even get up early in the morning.

Just when Han's father thought he was going to refuse again, Han Yue unexpectedly replied, "I'll take over all the matters related to the dock first."

These words surprised and delighted Mr. Han on the other end of the line. "Sister Lu, my son says he wants to take over the dock business."

Han Yue didn't listen to his father's emotional speech any longer and hung up the phone.

Early the next morning.

Han Yue went to work at the dock. In order to make his son not feel disgusted with the life there, Han's father had a comfortable mobile house built overnight. It was fully equipped, which showed how much effort Han's father put into it.

Han Yue drove his off-road vehicle to the dock. As soon as he got out of the car, all his underlings shouted in unison, "Good morning, Brother Yue!"

There's no doubt that this was taught by Brother Yu; this way of making an entrance can't be changed now.

He strode into the mobile home, pushed open the door, looked around, and curled his lips into a smile. The preparations were quite complete; he felt like he was here to be a prince, rather than to work.

On this day, Han Yue didn't just sit around sleeping with his legs crossed. He actually reviewed all the port projects from the past few years, looked at the financial statements, and talked with the CFO for several hours.

Just before the end of the workday, Lan Yunxi sent a message. Han Yue raised his hand to interrupt the finance director, signaling him to wait a moment.

Lan Yunxi: Yue-ge, what are you doing?

Han Yue: Recharging.

Lan Yunxi: ?

Han Yue curled his lips slightly, which startled the CFO. He had been wearing a cold face all afternoon, and even a man with a chilling aura could smile. The CFO was on edge all afternoon, afraid of saying the wrong thing and being scolded.

Han Yue replied: I'm at work. Have you gone home yet?

Lan Yunxi decided not to chat with Han Yue any longer once he said he was going to work, otherwise she would seem inappropriate. Her mother never bothered her father when he was working.

Lan Yunxi: I'm home now. I'll chat with my mom for a bit first. Call me when you're done.

Han Yue: Hmm.

I put my phone away and then said to the finance manager: Just organize it as I just said.

"Okay, Yue-ge, I'll head out now. Call me if you need anything."

There was a factory building at the dock with offices where clerical staff were stationed, while Han Yue's mobile home was a bit far from them.

It was near the end of the workday.

A Porsche was parked in the parking space in front of the factory. Xiao Shuai got out of the car and opened the passenger door: "Miss, Brother Yue should be inside."

The guards standing by had never seen Han Guoguo before, and she had never been to the dock before, so it was normal that they didn't recognize her.

Xiao Shuai introduced her to everyone, "This is Miss Han, Yue Ge's younger sister."

Everyone was perceptive, and they all greeted her in unison, "Greetings, Miss."

The voice was loud and clear.

Han Guoguo thought that the image that Brother Yu and Sister Lu trained was absolutely OK. It was powerful and deafening, and even people who are hard of hearing could hear it. It was great.

"Where's my brother? Is he inside?" Han Guoguo asked, glancing inside.

One of them spoke up first, "Miss, Brother Yue's office isn't over here, it's over there, about 500 meters away."

Xiao Shuai, who had no idea that Han Yue's office wasn't located in the factory area, was embarrassed. It was a mistake on his part, and he quickly apologized, "Miss, I'm so sorry, I didn't check beforehand."

Han Guoguo waved her hand generously, "Hey, it's no big deal. I guess your brother Yu set up a palace for my brother overnight. It's nothing, I'll just take a look around. You don't need to take me there."

One of the underlings suggested, "Miss, if you don't mind, you can ride my little donkey over there. Don't worry, Miss, I just bought my donkey and haven't ridden it for more than a few days."

Han Guoguo wasn't that much of a germaphobe, so she said, "Can I go for a drive?"

The younger brother was naturally willing, and hurriedly took out the keys from his pocket and handed them to Han Guoguo, presenting them with both hands as if offering a treasure, "Miss, please use this one, it's the pink one."

Han Guoguo looked at the third bright pink electric scooter in the electric scooter section, and saw a man in a pink scooter.

pink?

The younger brother seemed to notice Han Guoguo's astonishment, scratched his head, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Well, I prefer pink, hehe."

Han Guoguo flicked the key, inserted it into the electric scooter, and smiled, "This color is quite nice, thank you."

The younger brother hurriedly and happily replied, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

What incredible luck it must be for the young lady to ride his bike! She's overjoyed, and she'd be happy even if it broke down.

Watching Han Guoguo drive away, the younger brother sighed, "Why are Brother Yue and Miss Han's personalities so different? One is so approachable, while the other is like a snow-capped mountain."

I felt cold even standing on the side.

Xiao Shuai didn't leave but stood to the side with his arm around his younger brother's shoulder. "Genetic mutation, for example, Sister Lu is cold and aloof, while Brother Yu is sometimes cold and sometimes warm."

That makes sense.

A car was parked in front of Han Yue's house. The passenger door was open, and the man inside was about to get out, but he seemed to have forgotten something and immediately pulled his leg back into the car, leaving the door open.

Han Guoguo rode her pink electric scooter in a cheerful mood, humming a matching children's song: "I have a little donkey, I never ride it, but when Sister Lu went on a business trip, I suddenly felt like riding it to find Duidui. I'm holding my little phone, feeling so happy, I don't know why..."

"Bang..........."

The man inside was still holding documents. Hearing the sound, he turned his head to look. The driver's cab door was gone, and a cool breeze blew into the cab, making it unusually cool.

A scooter that was staged for an accident fell over next to the car. Han Guoguo lay on the ground with her legs in the air, looking utterly hopeless. She had only sent a message, so how did it lead to a car accident?

Su Yu, dressed in a black suit, gasped. Seeing that the person seemed to be injured, he disregarded the departing car door, stepped out, and glanced down at the person on the ground before realizing it was Miss Han.

Su Yu's first reaction was: Are their birth charts somewhat incompatible?

Last time, this young lady from the Han family almost sent him thousands of miles away. When he returned, he didn't dare to blink. That long journey home was still vivid in his mind.

Today we completely destroyed his car door.

Without dwelling on it, he bent down and gentlemanly helped Han Guoguo up from the ground, asking with concern, "Miss Han, are you hurt?"

Han Guoguo was dressed casually today, wearing jeans and a short black t-shirt, which perfectly accentuated her slender figure.

Her buttocks hurt a little, and she patted her pants, knees, and sleeves with one hand.

She did not answer Su Yu's question immediately.