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

On a December morning, a thin mist hangs in the air, the air is dry and chilly, and a bright ray of dawn can be seen in the distance when you look up at the sky.

It's another sunny day, and the weather will be great for the next week, which will put you in a good mood. Apart from getting colder, there's nothing wrong with it.

Tang Junyao lifted the blanket, opened the wardrobe, and chose a thin white down jacket.

After washing up and getting dressed, I went downstairs and immediately looked at the sofa in the living room, only to find it empty.

I suspect he may have left.

These past few days, I've seen Ji Hancheng casually sitting on the sofa every time I wake up.

Humans are indeed highly influenced creatures; after only a few days together, I've already developed a habit of looking for his shadow at home.

This is not a good sign for someone as sensitive as her!

As she started the engine and drove along the road, she realized a mistake: she should have worn a thick down jacket. The thin down jacket was no match for the speed at which the biting cold wind penetrated her body.

On the sofa in the Ji Group building, a man's slender body was curled up, covered with a thin blanket, one corner of which had fallen to the floor. His brows were slightly furrowed.

Around 7:40, the secretary came in to tidy up the office as usual. When she saw the tall, slender figure on the sofa, she thought she was seeing things and moved closer to examine him more closely.

The man heard the clatter of high heels on the ground. Although the person had lowered their voice, he could still hear it clearly. With his eyes closed, he opened his mouth and said, "Make me a cup of coffee."

I tossed and turned all night, unable to fall asleep no matter what I did. The night before last, I slept soundly while holding something soft, but I became a little obsessed after just one night, and ended up having insomnia.

I decided to come to the company in the early hours of the morning to catch up on sleep.

"Yes, Mr. Ji." The secretary slowly left the office.

As the secretary entered the secretarial department, another secretary, seeing her lost in thought, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? You look so preoccupied so early in the morning. President Ji will be here soon."

The secretary pointed towards the office inside and lowered her voice, "It seems that President Ji slept in his office last night. I don't know what happened, but I was terrified when I went in."

"Oh no, there was no overtime last night. Didn't everyone leave around 9 pm after the meeting? Why is Mr. Ji the only one working overtime?"

"Sure enough, the boss's money didn't come from thin air."

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to make coffee. I think our CEO Ji works so hard, he needs a wife."

"Come on, Mr. Ji. With his looks and status, who would he even look at? He's too domineering. Let me tell you, I heard from my friend that Mr. Ji has an ex-girlfriend."

The secretary making coffee opened her mouth wide. "Who told you that? You can't just say things like that. I've never seen a woman around President Ji. It's either President Lu or President Han who comes to see him. I even suspect he's the one who's seeing women."

A sudden voice interrupted their gossip, "Why are you chatting so enthusiastically so early in the morning instead of doing any work? Share your stories with me!"

Xu Mingkai is a warm-hearted man. Whenever someone in the secretariat makes a mistake, if he feels it's not a substantial error and can still be salvaged, he will help them in private. However, he is also very principled and will not cross Ji Hancheng's bottom line.

Therefore, he was very popular in the company's secretarial department, and the secretaries had no reservations about him.

The secretary pouring coffee glanced at the office door and said softly, "Assistant Xu, it seems that President Ji slept in his office last night."

Another secretary said, "Assistant Xu, do you know that President Ji used to have a girlfriend? Tell us about it."

Xu Mingkai leaned back against their workstations, speaking leisurely: "Have you been too idle lately, gossiping about the boss's love life? What are you all up to? Do you want to climb the ladder or turn the world upside down?"

He received a message from Ji Hancheng around 3 a.m., telling him not to pick him up and to bring a change of clothes to the company. He then knew what was going on, but he still didn't know the reason.

Both secretaries shook their heads in unison. "No, we just heard that President Ji has an ex-girlfriend, and we're curious who such a handsome man like him could possibly be interested in. We just wanted to see for ourselves."

Xu Mingkai knew Ji Hancheng's bottom line and kindly reminded him, "He wouldn't be interested in you no matter who he's interested in. We can't discuss this anymore. If President Ji hears this, I won't be able to save you. Get busy and do what you need to do."

Seeing his secretary carrying coffee and about to go in, Xu Mingkai stopped her, saying, "Give it to me, your coffee is past its expiration date."

The secretary thanked her with a smile, "Thank you, Assistant Xu."

Pushing open the door to the president's office, Ji Hancheng was already up, washed up, and standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the passing vehicles. From this angle, one could see all sorts of people going to work in the morning.

Even as a man, Xu Mingkai had to admit that Ji Hancheng was incredibly handsome at that moment.

His tall and slender figure stood straight in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the top two buttons of his collar undone, revealing his pale neck, which was both alluring and aloof. The cuffs were also undone, half-rolled up to his wrists, his hands in his pockets, exuding an air of noble arrogance that made him unapproachable.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Xu Mingkai placed the coffee on his desk. "Why did you sleep on the sofa last night?"

Ji Hancheng turned around, glanced coldly at the blanket on the sofa, showing no intention of answering, picked up his coffee and took a sip, "Where are my clothes?"

Xu Mingkai placed the bag at his feet on the table, saying, "The whole set is here."

Xu Mingkai: Why does Young Master Ji look so unsatisfied?

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Tang Junting was in an exceptionally good mood. She had just returned to the capital last night and had already made love with Ji Mingyuan.

Upon seeing a splash of red, Ji Mingyuan treated her even better; no rich second-generation heir like him could resist being surprised by that splash of red.

Some even have special fetishes and love to find innocent girls. That's why Ji Mingyuan gave her a card to use as she pleases.

Right now, she was out shopping with Chen Lan at the Imperial Capital Building. "Mom, what do you like? I'll buy it for you. Dad's company hasn't been doing well lately, and you haven't bought him a single gift he likes."

Because of Tang's father, after the family expenses were halved, the mother and daughter's lives became much more constrained than before. They couldn't spend money recklessly, for fear that they might upset Tang's father and make him angry.

Tang Xin has been in a bad mood lately. When things don't go well at work, he often takes his anger out on the maids at home. It's only because Chen Lan is resourceful that he's in trouble.

Chen Lan smiled so much that even the fine lines on her forehead looked like smiles: "Tingting is still thinking about her mother. I wonder if your father's company can turn things around. Your father lost too much money last time. Let me tell you, you have to be more discreet at home these days. Also, you have to hold on tight to Ji Mingyuan so you can be on equal footing with that brat."

Speaking of Tang Junyao, a ferocious look appeared on her face as she gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will. Look, isn't this the result that Second Master Ji is satisfied with? If that bitch hadn't taken all the inheritance, we wouldn't be so broke."

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, but when I thought about the card I was holding, my mood cleared up.

She happily waved the bank card in her hand.

The shrewd Chen Lan was still worried. "Tingting, Mom will teach you a way to keep a firm grip on Master Ji later."

After thinking for a moment, she added, "How's your contact with Miss Lu Man going? Have you told her about Master Ji's wedding? I told you to tell her before the banquet at the beginning of the month."

Tang Junting didn't quite understand, "Why before the banquet?"

Chen Lan glanced around and whispered a few words in her daughter's ear. Tang Junting's eyes instantly lit up.

Overjoyed, she hugged Chen Lan's neck and kissed her cheek repeatedly. "Mom, you're so smart! This way, I won't get any taint from it. Even if Master Ji finds out, it won't matter to me. Mom, I love you, mwah!"

Chen Lan thought, if she wasn't smart enough to hold onto the title of Mrs. Tang for so many years, why would Tang Xin be forced to sever ties with his father just to marry her?

Isn't this just a tactic? Women don't plan how to live a good life for themselves. It's just that Tang Xin couldn't see it, but that old man saw it very clearly, so much so that he refused to let her step into the house until his death.