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

In Han Guoguo's phone screen, Su Xue and Tang Junyao were both wiping with tissues.

He was clearly moved.

Lan Yunchen was the first to leave the top floor, carrying heavy and complicated thoughts.

Apart from Han's mother, who was smiling, the other three all had tears welling up in their eyes: Han's father, Lan Chumu, and Shen Muyun.

Han's mother comforted Shen Muyun with a generous and magnanimous manner, put her arm around her shoulder as they got off the elevator, and said straightforwardly, "From today onwards, your daughter is my daughter. At most, you'll have one more son, not one less daughter."

Shen Muyun did not push away Han's mother's hand, but smiled and walked forward, "It's fine."

That evening, the Lan family stayed at the Lan City Hotel. Han's father played chess and chatted with Lan Chumu. Shen Muyun had heard Lan Yunchen's introduction of Han's mother and was particularly interested in how such a woman could become the eldest sister. There must have been a lot of hardship and bitterness in the process.

They would sit together and share their stories. Even Han's mother, who wasn't very talkative, couldn't resist Shen Muyun's questions and was willing to share her history with her.

The people on the top floor hugged each other for a long time. After Han Guoguo finished filming, she quietly withdrew, leaving only today's protagonist in the warm and beautiful environment.

Lan Yunxi cried in Han Yue's arms for a long, long time, overwhelmed with emotion, excitement, surprise, and nervousness...

He felt the person in his arms stop crying, leaving only soft sobs. His chest was soaked with the little girl's tears. A low voice sounded, "Okay, if you keep crying, you won't be able to cry anymore tonight."

Lan Yunxi didn't understand what he meant, and looked up at Han Yue, who was taller than her, "Hmm?"

With red and swollen eyes, she blinked in confusion as the drone outside the window continued to change shape.

Han Yue smiled meaningfully, a slight curl of his lips. "It's nothing. Can we go now?"

Lan Yunxi nodded, but the next second Han Yue picked her up and lifted her into the air. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

She felt pretty good, holding a flower wreath behind him, her head resting on Han Yue's shoulder, "Brother Yue, I love you, I love you so much, so much."

Han Yue's breath hitched suddenly, a surge of restlessness rising in his chest, his voice hoarse, "Tell me later."

Lan Yunxi didn't quite understand what Han Yue said that night, and couldn't quite grasp it, but she was in a good mood today and didn't want to delve into it. She just wanted to lie in his arms.

He strode to his room, swiped his card while holding Lan Yunxi, and the door clicked open.

The lights were off inside, and the curtains were drawn, so nothing could be seen inside. Han Yue closed and locked the door with his foot, preventing the young girl from leaving at night.

Hearing the lock click shut, Lan Yunxi seemed to understand what was about to happen. She unconsciously recalled what Han Yue had just said, and she seemed to understand it a little.

Han Yue put Lan Yunxi down, turned on a wall lamp, and instantly Han Yue's features, which were so close to her, magnified in front of her. Without hesitation, Lan Yunxi held the flowers in her hands, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips.

Without a word, he took the flowers from her arms and threw them on the ground. The next second, he captured her delicate lips. As the kiss landed, Lan Yunxi tilted her head back to accept it, her small hands nervously clutching the hems of Han Yue's clothes on both sides.

He gently cupped the back of her head, pressing her closer to him little by little. The kiss deepened, and Lan Yunxi felt dizzy from the kiss. Her heart skipped a beat, as if something was pounding inside her. From initially standing, he finally held her waist to steady her.

The kiss continued, but it was no longer about the lips; instead, they were beginning to become fascinated by other scenery, or even more beautiful scenery.

His voice grew hoarse, a deep, husky voice sounding in my ear, "Xiao Xi, is it okay?"

She understood what he meant, blushed, and nodded. Han Yue picked her up. The room was not brightly lit. She lay on the bed, slightly nervous, her hands gripping the sides of her skirt, her palms sweating, but she was willing.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he placed his hands on either side of her, asking for her opinion again. "I'm sure, I won't stop in the middle."

Lan Yunxi paused for a moment, then nodded again. The next second, Han Yue's lips curved upwards again, gently easing her tension little by little.

Time passed slowly, and Lan Yunxi suddenly spoke up, "Brother Yue............".

Seeing the little girl frowning, Han Yue restrained his emotions and gently coaxed her, "Xiao Xi, just bear with it."

This time, he didn't stop creating beautiful things because he felt sorry for Lan Yunxi; he wanted to possess them wholeheartedly.

Perhaps Han Yue left the window slightly ajar when he left, and the originally quiet curtains fluttered gently in the night breeze, illuminated by the dim light, giving the curtains a stage.

Exploring beauty is human nature; no one dislikes beauty.

That night was exceptionally beautiful.

On the plane, Han Guoguo returned home alone on the Han family's private jet.

Because of the Lan family's hospitality, and because Sister Lu and Madam Lan got along so well, they hoped that Sister Lu and Brother Yu could stay a few more days. And since Mother Han was not a coy person, she naturally stayed as well.

"Oh, poor working class, I have billions to inherit, why do I have to inherit the spirit of a hardworking bee?"

There were also many bodyguards from the Han family on the plane. Worried that Han Guoguo would go back alone, the thoughtful Lan Yunchen arranged for bodyguards from the Lan family to accompany her back.

Full of energy that night, she had no intention of going to sleep. The talkative Han Guoguo started chatting with the taciturn bodyguards, saying, "Thank you for taking me home."

These words were spoken to the bodyguards of the Lan family, including Black Tiger, who politely answered on their behalf, "Miss Han, you're too kind. This is just my job."

Han Guoguo thought this person was too serious. "Do you usually not smile? Although smiling too much can cause nasolabial folds, I'm telling you, smiling more will make life more beautiful."

The other bodyguards following Black Tiger were shocked to hear this, staring at the talkative young lady as if she were an alien.

Black Tiger replied politely, "There's nothing funny about it, I have a high threshold for laughter."

Han Guoguo looked regretful and said, "Oh, that's a pity. I don't have any jokes in my head to make you laugh right now."

For several hours, Black Tiger was bombarded with questions by Han Guoguo, forced into a long chat. He had said everything he needed to say in his life, and he probably wouldn't want to talk for the next few months.

Miss Han is so eloquent.

When the plane arrived at the Beijing airport, it was already past midnight, and there were very few stars in the sky.

After getting off the plane, Han Guoguo strode outside, followed by a large group of people. At this moment, Han Guoguo resembled her mother, exuding a different aura.

Even without looking at her excited steps, she still resembled Han's mother.

As she approached the exit, a man wearing a light trench coat and glasses slowly walked towards her from a distance. He stood in front of her, took the suitcase from her hand, and said, "Give it to me."

Han Guoguo was momentarily stunned. Su Yu had said to text her if someone came back, but she thought about how many people would accompany her back, and besides, it would be past midnight when she got back, so she didn't text Su Yu.

The main reason is that they are not yet boyfriend and girlfriend, and they feel embarrassed to have someone pick them up so late.

He paused for a few seconds before speaking, "What are you doing here?"

In other words, how did you know I came back alone?

Su Yu didn't tell the truth. "I guessed."

Han Guoguo: Are you a fortune teller? How could you guess this?

Anyway, she didn't really believe it. She hadn't bought a plane ticket to come back, and Su Yu didn't know any deities in the sky—how could he possibly know she was coming back, unless…

"You didn't come here specifically to wait for me, did you?" Han Guoguo was stunned when she said this, but this was the only explanation for why the refined man was here.

"Get in the car and I'll take you home. Are you scared living alone?"

Su Yu did not answer her speculative question, but was worried about whether she was afraid of such a big house.

Han Guoguo said to the bodyguards behind her, "I'll ride in my friend's car. You guys just follow behind, don't worry."

Then, after getting into the passenger seat and fastening his seatbelt, he still wasn't giving up and asked Su Yu, who was now in the driver's seat, "You still haven't answered my question, have you?"

Han Guoguo, adhering to the principle of getting to the bottom of things, insisted that everything must be clear.

Su Yu smiled, a captivating smile, "You can understand it that way. Don't feel guilty; I just didn't want to miss the chance to pick you up."

Han Guoguo: Damn, how come this man is so good?

She smiled and looked away, gazing at the receding scenery outside the window, seemingly lost in thought, a smile always playing on her lips.

The car drove smoothly towards the Han family's house. After an unknown amount of time, Han Guoguo, who had been staring out the car window, suddenly turned her head and looked at Su Yu.

Feeling the intense gaze, hard to ignore, Su Yu slowed down. "What's wrong?"

After a long pause, Han Guoguo seemed to be making a big decision. She didn't want to miss out on a good man. Putting everything else aside, there weren't many men like Su Yu who were handsome, charming, and warm-hearted. She had only one thought: she, Han Guoguo, wanted to take him on.

"Su Yu, I've decided to take you in."

The accelerator was pressed, and the car stopped, but their hearts pounded even harder. Heaven knows how much strength Han Guoguo used to say such shameless words.

She's completely forgotten about her supposed modesty; if her brother knew how unreserved she was, he'd probably kill her.

Su Yu thought he had misheard and wanted to confirm it again, "You agreed to be my girlfriend?"

"I didn't explain myself clearly enough, so I... um..."

Her words were cut short by the sudden kiss. Su Yu reached out and pulled her close, silencing her from saying anything more.

He didn't give him a deep kiss, just a light peck; it was his first kiss.

Han Guoguo's cheeks flushed bright red, and she asked shyly, "You haven't been pursuing me for very long, did I agree too quickly?"

Her tone wasn't as carefree as usual; it carried a hint of femininity, which Su Yu found adorable. This was the first time he'd ever seen the shy young lady like this. "No, of course, that's what I hope for, Guoguo. During our relationship, if you feel I'm not good enough, you have the opportunity to back out at any time. But I also have the opportunity to prove myself and will continue to pursue you."

"It's unfair to you that someone once lived in my heart, but you're magnanimous to accept it knowing the situation. I will prove that my heart is empty."

Han Guoguo looked at the man explaining earnestly, as if afraid she wouldn't believe him, "If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't have agreed, Su Yu..."

She found it a little difficult to talk about.

"What's wrong?" Su Yu saw that her face was red again and assumed she was still shy, so he didn't intend to tease her.

Han Guoguo's voice was low and soft, like a cat scratching, "I think... I think the way you kissed me just now was pretty cool. Want to do it again?"

After saying that, Han Guo really wanted to crawl into a hole, but the feeling just now was really good. She could finally understand why her brother and Xi Xi could kiss for so long.