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

At 9:5 p.m., Tang Junyao and Su Xue parted ways at the hospital entrance and went their separate ways home.

The capital city is still full of night owls at night, with a constant stream of vehicles on the roads, horns blaring, and exhaust fumes roaring deafeningly.

When I got home, I wanted to make some late-night snacks, but then I realized I hadn't bought any ingredients for several days.

There's no more snail rice noodles, and Ji Hancheng will be going home soon anyway.

My desire to buy snail rice noodles has been completely dashed!

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Just as she finished thinking and was about to open the door, a bright light shone into her eyes.

She turned her head to look at the highlight, and there it was—Ji Hancheng's Koenigsegg. The man got out of the car as handsomely as ever.

He straightened his already perfectly wrinkle-free suit and strode towards her with his long, slender legs, looking somewhat like a prince on a white horse.

The headlights elongated his shadow, and the spotlight shone entirely on him, giving him a runway-like appearance.

He gazed at her delicate face, his eyes glancing at the black motorcycle. It was truly difficult to associate the car with her. "Why isn't the car going into the garage?"

She tilted her head back, looking slightly at the man's handsome, sharply defined face. "It's not going to rain tomorrow, so I'm too lazy to park inside. The yard isn't that big, is it?"

It means you can stop my car here!

The man didn't say another word and opened the door to enter the villa first.

With his back to Tang Junyao, he asked, "What are you planning to do tonight?"

Looking puzzled, she asked, "What?"

What else can you do when you get home? Sleep?

A cold, indifferent voice rang out: "Midnight snack."

"I didn't buy any groceries, are you hungry?"

After changing his shoes, he turned around to face her. "There's some in the fridge. Go see what you want to eat."

"oh."

Opening the refrigerator, Tang Junyao found it filled with all sorts of fresh ingredients. She guessed, "Did you have Assistant Xu buy these today?"

The man didn't really like that statement, but it was true that Xu Mingkai had bought it, so he couldn't take the credit. However, the money was his. "Hmm."

He then turned to the woman rummaging through the refrigerator and said, "I want some pickled vegetable noodles?"

She paused as she rummaged through the refrigerator: "Are you sure?" she asked, seeking confirmation word by word.

She remembered clearly that the last time she ate shredded pork and pickled vegetable noodles, this person looked disgusted and was on guard as if she had poisoned him. It's not unreasonable for him to want to eat pickled vegetable noodles now.

Could it be that her cooking skills won over his stomach?

Ji Hancheng said one word affirmatively, "Yes."

Having received an affirmative answer, Tang Junyao quickly prepared pickled vegetable noodles. She had wanted to eat them that evening, but fearing the young master would find them unappealing, she had to make something else.

At this moment, I couldn't have been more pleased with Ji Hancheng.

In high spirits, she happily asked, "Would you like a fried egg? It smells delicious."

Even from the sofa, you can see the happiness radiating from her eyes. She's so easily satisfied; a bowl of pickled vegetable noodles makes her this happy.

She wasn't even this happy when she married me?

He was fine before the comparison, but the comparison made him feel a little depressed. He got up and went straight upstairs to take a shower, without answering her question about the fried egg.

She didn't mind not getting a reply. She shrugged. It was rare for something to go her way today, so she decided to add an egg for him. If he didn't want it, she could eat two herself.

Half an hour later, Ji Hancheng arrived at the restaurant and saw two steaming bowls of pickled vegetable and shredded pork noodles on the table, and his mood instantly improved.

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, he started eating right away, without ever mentioning that he didn't want the eggs.

Tang Junyao glanced at the eggs in his bowl several times. The man noticed her intense gaze on his bowl and asked, "What's wrong?"

To cover up her embarrassment, she said, "No, I just wanted to ask how it tasted?"

His expression was indifferent, his face showing no emotion. "So-so."

Tang Junyao didn't ask any more questions. It was hard to hear anything nice from him. If it wasn't good, why did you eat it so cleanly? You almost finished the eggs and drank half a bowl of soup.

Tang Junyao thought to herself, "You're still being stubborn and saying it's just average. Why don't you have the surname Tie?"

"We used a lot of ingredients for tonight's late-night snack, do we need to pay for it?"

The noodles were quite varied. She saw some shredded meat in the refrigerator, so she added shredded meat, pickled vegetables, greens, small yellow croaker, and eggs.

Based on the canteen's custom-made prices, this noodle dish should cost at least 100 yuan. However, judging from the color of the small yellow croaker, it might cost even more. So, I might have to pay extra.

After a long pause, the man finished the last sip of soup, elegantly wiped his mouth, and leaned back lazily in his chair, staring intently at her: "So, do you want to pay?"

Damn, the ball is in her court again. She's not rich, so she definitely doesn't want to pay.

He stuck his tongue against his teeth, looking roguishly cool, and said, "Give me your WeChat."

Tang Junyao asked in confusion, "What?"

"From now on, transfer all your money directly to me. Xu Mingkai embezzled your money." He slandered Xu Mingkai without changing his expression.

Xu Mingkai: Xu Mingkai, who is more wronged than Dou E, wants to say, "Boss, didn't you tell me to keep it? You don't lack this little bit of money."

As if she had heard some earth-shattering event, "Young Master Ji, you're not kidding, are you? Assistant Xu embezzled 430 yuan." Does he think she's stupid? Is it that he, Ji Hancheng, is short of 430 yuan, or that Assistant Xu is short of 430 yuan?

The man, however, remained serious and composed. He had already placed the WeChat QR code on the table, making it clear that he intended for her to scan it. He casually added, "Perhaps I forgot. I'll ask tomorrow."

Tang Junyao had no choice but to take out her phone from her pocket and scan her friend's QR code.

I'll scan it first, and I can always block you in two months.

The friend request was accepted in seconds.

It's normal. It's as if he really only added her as a friend for future financial transactions. After adding her as a friend, he naturally took his phone into his hand.

Where she couldn't see, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"You don't need to pay today, the noodles are alright."

That night, Ji Hancheng tossed and turned in the master bedroom, unable to fall asleep. He picked up his phone and called the Ji residence, "Mother."

The woman opposite him was already a little sleepy. "Acheng, is something the matter so late?"

Yuan Shu knew her cold and aloof son all too well. He would call her only a handful of times a year, and when she did call, he would hang up after less than five sentences. She knew he must have something important to say, otherwise he wouldn't be calling her unless he needed something.

"When will Father be back?"

"Do you need to see him? He'll be back in two days. It's getting cold, and his legs aren't suited for running around outside for long periods."

"Okay." Having received the information, he prepared to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute, Mom has something to ask you."

"Please speak."

"Your grandfather said you signed a three-month agreement with that woman, and almost a month has passed now. I won't interfere with your decisions, but this woman really can't help you with your career or relieve any of your pressure. Think it through yourself."

"Mother, I don't need anyone to solidify my position, and my position is not secured by a woman. If Grandpa hadn't forced me to marry her, the heir would have come to me sooner or later. Grandpa would never give it to Ji Mingyuan, and you know that very well."

"Okay, it's good that you've figured it out yourself. I'm just saying this because it's your own relationship. Only you know if the shoe fits. But to be honest, she doesn't look like a rich heiress right now. She's definitely not presentable in public. If you really like her, I'll help you train her. She's the Ji family's granddaughter-in-law, after all. You can't lose face because of her."

Yuan Shu could sense a softening in her son's tone; he was no longer as cold towards Tang Junyao as before.

"I don't like her. Mom, we'll talk about this later. You should go to sleep early."

Looking at the black screen of her phone, Yuan Shu sighed. This son had never had a girlfriend before. It seemed he had fallen into his father's trap. But Tang Junyao really didn't like him.

She felt that her son deserved better no matter what, but if her son was truly happy, she might take a step back and try to accept it.