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

Tiss Boxing Gym.

Both men on stage were dressed casually, having removed their jackets. The man, who was originally dignified and impeccably dressed, was now in sportswear, fully prepared.

Although it was supposed to be a boxing match, neither side wore boxing gloves or anything for self-defense; it looked more like they were there to fight.

At the beginning, one attacked, and the other did not dodge, taking a full punch.

Seeing that he didn't dodge, Han Yue twitched his lips, licked his lips with his tongue, and said angrily, "Guilty conscience."

Ji Hancheng seemed not to hear Han Yue's question and did not answer it. He touched the side of his face with one hand, wincing in pain, "Damn it, you went too far."

He continued, saying he didn't think he had done anything wrong; he just wanted to help Han Yue vent. Brothers understand each other, and he naturally knew the importance of Han Guoguo in Han Yue's heart.

"Let's finish this first. We haven't played together in a long time. Come on, so you don't get bored." Ji Hancheng said in a tone that suggested he was thinking of Ji Hancheng's best interests.

Ji Hancheng's appearance made Han Yue even angrier. Without saying a word, he punched Ji Hancheng in the face. This guy cared a lot about his face. After hitting him, let's see how he goes back to explain to Tang Junyao.

Ji Hancheng's face was already bruised. He had expected this outcome before he came, and it was inevitable that he would get bruised. Of course, he had already planned to get punched by Han Yue. He had already thought about how to explain it when he came.

Both of them were extremely careful during the fight, neither willing to back down. If anyone was to lose, it might be Han Yue, who was venting his frustrations, while Ji Hancheng's every move seemed to be accompanying him in his venting.

An unspoken understanding.

Just as Han Yue's fist was about to reach his face, he moved extremely fast and shifted to the side a centimeter, perfectly dodging it. Then Ji Hancheng retaliated, kicking Han Yue's leg. Han Yue crossed his hands to block Ji Hancheng's foot. Because of the great force, Han Yue took a few steps back.

Ji Hancheng curled his lips, his face neither flushed nor out of breath, and teased, "I have reason to suspect that you are jealous of my looks."

Because Han Yue's every punch was aimed at his face.

Upon hearing this, Han Yue scoffed. After a few exchanges, Han Yue's anger subsided somewhat. "Even the city wall isn't as thick as you. Narcissism is a disease; it needs treatment."

Then, Han Yue suddenly swept his leg at Ji Hancheng. Ji Hancheng jumped up with great speed. Han Yue continued to sweep his legs, and Ji Hancheng countered. Every time he kicked Han Yue, it was as if a breeze was blowing across his body.

With one hand on the ground, he turned and stood up. The two quickly resumed their fight, neither giving an inch. This was a true sparring match between men. Fighting Lu Jinnan was not a sparring match; it was a one-sided beating and grinding of the ground.

After hundreds of rounds, both of them were drenched in sweat, their clothes completely soaked. Their originally white shirts had turned into transparent flesh-colored fabric, and beads of sweat kept pouring out from their cheeks, running down their well-defined facial features.

The anger gradually dissipated as the sweat dripped to the ground, and I felt much refreshed.

Both men leaned against the rope fence, exhausted and breathing heavily. They calculated that two hours had passed, and Han Yue, who had taken the taxi in a fit of anger, was inevitably more tired than Ji Hancheng.

In contrast, Ji Hancheng was much more smug. He still had the energy to tease her, and with a smirk, he panted, "If you keep going like this, my sister-in-law will look down on your stamina. You need to train."

Han Yue wasn't angry at all. His lip had been punched and was bleeding, and it was still throbbing slightly. He turned to the man beside him with a half-smile and said, "Why don't you tell me how you and your wife manage to keep things going for so long?"

Even Ji Hancheng hadn't expected Han Yue to be so shameless, even more shameless than him. "Freeloading is something I've learned time and time again. If you want, just copy and paste it."

"If that's a good idea, it's not impossible."

Han Yue added an even more shameless remark.

Ji Hancheng had no intention of sharing; she just wanted to tease him a little and show off a bit. This was a unique joy she shared with Yao Yao, so how could she possibly share it?

Their love blossoms slowly each time, a design he devised after much thought, and absolutely not to be copied or stolen. "You are suited to slowly explore and move forward on a difficult path in order to find the method that suits you best."

"You're currently in Bronze, while I'm playing like a Challenger; it's not really suitable for you."

Ji Hancheng continued to gloat.

Han Yue chuckled, but because he curled the corner of his mouth slightly, there was a faint smell of blood, which meant the crack had gotten bigger. He winced in pain. "Pretty professional, self-taught or did you stay up all night reading novels and watching dramas?"

"Do you think I need to binge-watch TV shows?" Men are naturally gifted at this.

"Are you calmed down? Actually, things aren't necessarily as bad as you think."

Ji Hancheng suddenly took a 360-degree turn in the conversation, seamlessly transitioning to talking about Han Guoguo.

Han Yue pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, then let out a breath, seemingly calmed down. "When did you find out?"

He didn't answer, but instead pulled out the photos he had taken earlier, handed the phone to Han Yue, and said, "Country A, I went to sign a contract and happened to witness this scene. Can you tell anything from it?"

Han Yue coldly stared at the phone Ji Hancheng handed him. How could he not see it? He was in a relationship himself now, and he was all too familiar with Su Yu's actions. Just like the last time they went to the beach for a late-night snack, he would subconsciously protect Xi Xi when there were many people around.

Although Su Yu's action seemed unintentional, Han Yue could tell that he was protecting his sister. After seeing this, he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Han Yue let out a heavy sigh, and after a moment he finally spoke, sounding helpless and powerless, "Guoguo told me today that she has fallen for Su Yu. Couldn't you have just told me directly instead of spouting all that sarcastic nonsense?"

"Didn't you fucking understand my message? Didn't you see that Su Yu harbored the intention to get close to Guo Guo? This might not be a coincidence, it's a coincidence that Su Yu created. What does this have to do with me? At most, I'm just someone who knows but doesn't share."

Han Yue squinted and glared at him. Ji Hancheng grinned, his smile smug. "I was a little selfish. I wanted Su Yu to find someone he liked as soon as possible and stop coveting my wife. But I didn't push Guoguo away. I didn't sign the deal. Speaking of which, aside from the fact that he coveted my wife, he's still a suitable boyfriend. He's still quite refined. He's definitely less handsome than us, but he's also very attentive."

"It's not surprising that Guoguo would like him."

After saying that, Ji Hancheng added another sentence.

Guoguo had only told him that she liked Su Yu, but now it seemed Ji Hancheng already knew. "How did you know Guoguo liked Su Yu?"

Thinking of Tang Junyao, Ji Hancheng felt very proud, "My wife is smart and can read people's expressions."

"You two are a perfect match."

Han Yue sighed helplessly. Things had already come to this point, and they had to find a way to resolve it. If Su Yu still had feelings for someone else, he couldn't let his sister suffer.

But only Su Yu himself knows whether there is someone else in his heart, and he can't dig out Su Yu's heart to see if there is a name engraved on it.

"Guoguo is 26 years old, and it's rare for her to fall in love with a boy. If Su Yu also truly likes Guoguo, that might be a good thing. It's pointless for us to interfere too much in matters of the heart. We can imprison a person, but we can't imprison their heart. I'm leaving now; my wife is still waiting for me at home to help her with her massage."

Han Yue: "................" There's no need to tell him what comes next.

After Ji Hancheng left, Han Yue also got up and walked out of Tiss. As he reached the door, the manager waiting outside looked at his boss, whose face was covered in injuries, and tremblingly asked, "Mr. Han, would you like someone to treat your wounds?"

"No need. I'll keep an eye on things. I won't be coming over anytime soon. If anything happens, I'll contact you." His calm words carried a menacing tone.

It was late at night when Ji Hancheng returned to Fenghua Terrace, but Tang Junyao was still awake, waiting for him to come back.

A few hours ago, Ji Hancheng received a call from Han Yue. The first thing Ji Hancheng did after answering was pause for a moment. She noticed this subtle expression and had a bad feeling.

It wasn't as casual as Ji Hancheng made it out to be. He said Han Yue was in a bad mood and wanted to chat with him. They've been married for so long, when has Han Yue ever chatted with Ji Hancheng? Besides, Han Yue isn't exactly a talkative person.

This lie is utterly unsophisticated.

About an hour later, Ji Hancheng returned wearing a mask. He paused for a moment when he opened the door, deliberately staying in the car for a while, thinking that Yao Yao was asleep. He didn't expect that she wasn't asleep at all.

Seeing that things were about to be exposed, she asked, "Yaoyao, why aren't you asleep yet? Aren't you sleepy?"

Although Tang Junyao was sitting on the bed, she inexplicably had a condescending air about her. "Take off your mask. Are you planning to be a night owl or go to a fashion show wearing a mask so late at night?"

He approached with a grin, understanding the teasing in his wife's voice. He slowly removed his mask, revealing bruises and blood around his mouth, as well as a broken skin.

Tang Junyao frowned and said coldly, "You two were fighting."

It's an affirmative sentence because there's no need for an interrogative sentence at all.

Ji Hancheng immediately pulled out the excuse he had prepared, "No, I was just helping him vent. He was in a bad mood and wanted me to spar with him. But fists and feet are unpredictable and injuries are inevitable."

She got out of bed, and he rushed over immediately, asking, "Where are you going?"

"Apply the medicine to you and bring the first-aid kit over," Tang Junyao coldly ordered.

Ji Hancheng obediently went to get the first-aid kit. Tang Junyao walked in front of him, took the medicine, and cleaned and applied it to his wounds little by little. "It's because of Guoguo, isn't it? Why are you lying? Ji Hancheng, you broke your promise. You said you wouldn't lie about anything anymore."

She quickly thought about it in her mind. Right now, there are probably only two people who could make Han Yue hit Ji Hancheng. One is Xixi, but Xixi is not in the capital and has nothing to do. So that leaves Guoguo. Plus, Guoguo has fallen for Su Yu, so it makes sense.

Tang Junyao analyzed that Han Yue might have hit Ji Hancheng because he hadn't confessed everything he had seen.

Han Yue felt that Ji Hancheng's words might still be able to stop it, but how could matters of the heart be stopped? It's a matter of the heart.

Tang Junyao had no idea that the reason Han Yue was interfering was because Su Yu had previously liked her.