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

3 points in the early hours.

In the dimly lit room, the person on the bed tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. After an hour of this, the scene downstairs seemed to invade their mind like a virus.

With the music playing on a loop, Yan Na began to suspect that she was in heat.

"Ah... Ugh, I'm going crazy." Yan Na's nerves, tormented by insomnia, sat up abruptly, her legs bent, her hands supporting her on her thighs, and her face covered.

I turned on all the lights, ready to read. Nighttime is actually the best time for a jigsaw puzzle, but unfortunately, I didn't bring the unfinished palace.

Meanwhile, inside the presidential suite.

Lan Yunchen sat in the living room, holding a document in his hand. It was information that Baihu had looked up two hours earlier, and the man was carefully reading it word by word.

When Yan Na invested money in their collaboration abroad, Lan Yunchen was just curious and casually looked into the Yan family, focusing on Yan Na, but he didn't investigate the reason why she didn't want to get married.

Lan Yunchen has always been a very thoughtful person. When he looked into Yan Na's eyes that night, he could catch the deepest worry and nervousness in her eyes several times. Logically speaking, a woman who is so direct at work should not have such conflicted emotions.

Lan Yunchen initially didn't take her statement about being a non-marriage advocate to heart, assuming it was just a casual remark used as an excuse to reject men. However, seeing the hesitation in Yan Na's eyes multiple times that night forced him to investigate and address the problem at its root.

The White Tiger, whose investigative mind was practically divine, was nowhere to investigate in the dead of night. He could only turn to the Black Tiger for help, and the Black Tiger, far away in the capital, placed his hopes on Han Yue.

And indeed, the bet was right. Han Yue, who was close to Yan Zhun, really knew the reason why Yan Na didn't get married, but he couldn't be 100% sure. To be sure, he would have to pull Yan Zhun out of bed and ask him.

And Han Yue did just that. The information Lan Yunchen had in his hand was the result of Han Yue's one-on-one interrogation of Yan Zhun late at night. The accuracy rate was quite high. The family's understanding was much more real than the rumors from the outside world.

"Just as I suspected," Lan Yunchen muttered to himself, looking at the documents.

These are not problems and can be solved. The only difficult thing is that Yan Na is a little afraid of marriage and is afraid that her marriage will deteriorate.

Han Yue was very free and meticulous. At the end, he asked Bai Hu to add a note about the reason why Yan Na was afraid of marriage, adding parentheses in case Lan Yunchen's reading comprehension was inadequate. The note in parentheses read: "Yan Na's mother has been giving Yan Na lessons on mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships over the years."

Lan Yunchen: "............" What kind of reason is this?

Han Yue kindly gave Lan Yunchen advice, and had Bai Hu write at the bottom of the last document: Treat him with sincerity.

It's like an old monk in a temple interpreting fortune sticks.

In a room of the Han family villa in the capital city at that time.

The temperature is rising steadily, creating a stark contrast with the outdoor temperature. The highest level of deep communication is to forget oneself.

An hour later, Lan Yunxi lay limply on the bed, her hands too tired to move, her eyes glazed over, her cheeks flushed as if painted with rouge, and she said weakly, "I won't be able to get up again tomorrow."

Han Yue sat on the edge of the bed, dealing with the mess, and prepared to go to the bathroom to get water to wash the little girl's hands. "If you don't want to get up, you don't have to. You can sleep as long as you want."

Upon hearing this, Lan Yunxi shook her hand, her eyes sparkling, and her slightly hoarse voice echoed in the room, "Then will you sleep in with me?"

Han Yue responded casually, "Mm."

Lan Yunxi participated in Han Yue's investigation the entire time and learned about her brother's strategy for pursuing her beautiful sister-in-law. She turned around and lay on the bed, asking, "My lord, do you think my brother can eliminate the beautiful sister's inner fears?"

Han Yue brought over a basin of water, washed her delicate hands, dried them with a towel, and said calmly, "Yes, I can."

Lan Yunchen is such a cunning person, he's full of underhanded tricks, Yan Na has only one outcome: she'll fall for him, it's just a matter of time.

Han Yue thought these words to himself, but didn't say them aloud.

The little girl's hands were very white, like jade. After working so hard for so long, the area between her thumb and forefinger was already red. I felt a little sorry for her. "Xiao Xi, let me apply some ointment for you."

Lan Yunxi lay flat on her back, raised her hand to look at it, and refused, "It's okay, it will disappear in a while."

Her period came a few days early this time. Her period usually lasts for 6 days, which is quite long. Adding the 3-day recovery period, it makes a total of 9 days. She needs to go back a few days before school starts, so she can't let her brother Yue suffocate.

Such benefits should be given occasionally, otherwise it's too pitiful.

Han Yue picked up the washbasin and walked towards the bathroom. "Xiao Xi, you go to sleep first, I'm going to take a shower."

"Let me go to the toilet first, it seems like I'm leaking." Lan Yunxi hurriedly got up, but as soon as she rolled over and lay flat, the movement was too large, and it seemed like it was overflowing.

Han Yue smiled. "I told you to slow down. Do you want me to get your underwear?"

"I'll go check if it's dirty first, you can get it later." With that, the girl went to the bathroom in her slippers, without even closing the door.

It was indeed a little dirty. Lan Yunxi thought Han Yue was by the bed and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Brother Yue, can you get me a blue one?"

"Is it blue?" Han Yue asked, who was waiting at the door.

Lan Yunxi inside confirmed, "Yes, blue. It's already past midnight, and blue is the lucky color for today's zodiac sign."

The little girl has many pairs of underwear, each a different color. She believes in astrology and matches her underwear according to her daily horoscope and the associated information.

The white underwear was thrown into the trash can. Lan Yunxi basically didn't want the blood-stained underwear, which was quite wasteful, firstly because blood stains on pure cotton underwear are difficult to clean.

Lan Yunxi took the underwear Han Yue handed her. "I'll wash up and come out. Wait for me... wait for me for 10 minutes."

"No rush, take your time." Han Yue stepped out and closed the door behind him.

Eleven minutes later, Lan Yunxi came out, walking cautiously. She noticed Han Yue texting, "Prince Consort, are you texting your brother?"

"No, give it to Sister Lu, and ask her to buy you a new white one tomorrow." Han Yue put away his phone and tossed it onto the bed.

"Oh, no need. How about I go shopping with Mom and Sister Lu tomorrow, and you go play with Dad and the others?"

"Do whatever makes you happy. Go to sleep, it's 4:30."

"All right."

Early the next morning.

Those who had insomnia last night didn't get up early and were still fast asleep in bed. But Xiao Fei, who made a mistake last night, was in a worse state. He was still sweeping the steps, hunched over, wearing a thick coat, looking just like a snowman.

His back view looked a little lonely, and even a little pitiful.

Baihu felt a little sorry for the child. "There's de-icing agent and salt in the hotel warehouse. Use your brain."

Xiao Fei was furious when he heard this. "What kind of people are these?" he thought. "Damn it! Why didn't you say you had this last night? I was treated like a doorman all night."

White Tiger: "Don't you have a brain? Every year we use those things to melt the snow."

Xiao Fei was speechless. "............"

12:30 PM.

The snow has stopped, and a ray of sunlight after the snowfall peeks through the gap in the curtains and falls onto the snow-white quilt.

The person on the bed stretched out a smooth arm, yawned, opened their sleepy eyes, raised a hand to their forehead, and scratched their curly hair. "No wonder Feifei likes to sleep in. Waking up naturally is definitely more comfortable than being woken up by an alarm clock. She knows how to enjoy life."

She pulled the covers up, sat up, yawned again, threw back the covers, stepped onto the floor, and looked for her slippers. Yan Na had a problem: she could never find her slippers when she woke up in the morning because she forgot which side she had taken them off on before going to bed.

I hastily tied my hair up, walked into the bathroom, looked at myself in the mirror, and noticed that I looked a little tired after staying up all night. I turned on the tap and started washing up, applying various skincare products.

Women begin to age gradually once they turn 25, and staying up late is indeed a catalyst for aging.

Thirty minutes later, after washing up and applying light makeup, the person in the mirror was charming and beautiful with delicate features. Yan Na felt that she was not old at all, but rather quite young, just a little mature.

But Lan Yunchen isn't young either; she's almost thirty. At least she's still a little short of thirty.

Wearing an off-the-shoulder sweater, a long fishtail skirt, and a white down jacket, she was all dressed up, wondering if Lan Yunchen had woken up yet.

What Yan Na didn't realize was that the number of times she thought about Lan Yunchen was constantly increasing, but she was completely unaware of it.

I opened the curtains, and below was a vast expanse of white, as was the roof. White gives a feeling of comfort, but also of coldness. I looked down more closely.

Yan Na couldn't help but open the window and peek out, only to find that it was the familiar, enthusiastic driver scattering something on the steps, while an employee next to him was explaining something to him.

The building is too high up to hear what they're saying.

Yan Na had a guess in her heart, but she just wanted to go downstairs to verify her suspicions.

The people downstairs were still chatting enthusiastically, while Baihu was supervising and directing, offering no help whatsoever. He seemed to be a dedicated supervisor sent by Lan Yunchen. "Here, and here too. If you want to redo the work, then go ahead and cut corners."

Xiao Fei was furious. "Couldn't you have helped me last night? The young master is really something. All I did was interrupt his kiss. Was it really that big of a deal? He could have just kissed me again. My sister-in-law seems easy to get along with, and she's not the kind of person who's stingy and won't let me kiss her."

Baihu glanced at Xiaofei expressionlessly, "Shut up, do more and talk less."

"I haven't slept all night, and I can't even talk. How can you not suffocate me?" she said while sweeping the snow. After sweeping, she sprinkled de-icing agent and salt on the snow, which was a double layer of protection.

Completely unaware of the people behind him, he asked, "Are you talking about me?"

Yan Na smiled slightly, the corners of her mouth curving upwards, but the smile held a deeper meaning. Bai Hu subconsciously lowered his head, preparing to leave. "Wait a minute."

The white tiger, who had just taken a step, was stopped. Yan Na's eyes were fixed on Xiao Fei, who was almost hitting his head on the steps. "Lift your head up so I can see, is your hand better?"

Xiao Fei covered one side of his face, struggling desperately. Yan Na dissuaded him from escaping, saying, "Don't cover it anymore, I can already see. Take it off, it's tiring."

"Hehehe, sister-in-law, what a coincidence!" Xiao Fei said with a silly grin, trying to please her.

The word "sister-in-law" was an admission of guilt, and Baihu was already cursing this idiot in his heart. Miss Yan, being so smart, would definitely have guessed the reason immediately.

Baihu thought to himself, "It's over. He'll definitely be punished soon too."