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

The car stopped in front of a quaint, old-fashioned building.

Lan Yunchen turned off the engine, opened the car door and got out. At the same time, Yan Na unbuckled her seatbelt. Just as she was about to open the door, Lan Yunchen opened the door first and stood outside, reaching out to help her.

Yan Na didn't stand on ceremony and reached out her hand. In an instant, his large hand enveloped her small hand, leading her out of the car. His warm palms conveyed warmth. After getting out of the car, she tried to let go, but found that the man had no intention of letting go.

Yan Na looked up and asked, and Lan Yunchen simply replied, "There's snow ahead, it'll be slippery, hold my hand for safety."

Should we call him cunning, or should we call him meticulous?

He led her into the restaurant. The private room had been reserved in advance. It was clear that Lan Yunchen planned everything in advance and was very organized. Yan Na did indeed like men who were organized, mature, and not childish.

She doesn't like younger, immature men, because it would be exhausting to communicate with them.

Upon arriving at the private room, Baihu and Xiaofei did not enter but waited respectfully outside.

After sitting down, Yan Na spoke up, "Since the driver who gave me a ride was a bodyguard, why was he tripped and knocked down by my amateur skills?"

Lan Yunchen took off his clothes, and hung the clothes he had helped Yan Na take off on the hanger as well. He pushed up the cuffs, exposing his dark blue watch, and said slowly, "His duty is to protect you, not to retaliate."

Yan Na didn't say anything more, seemingly understanding. She took the menu from Lan Yunchen and expressed her gratitude, "Thank you. Does Mr. Lan have any recommendations?"

This time, Lan Yunchen didn't sit opposite Yan Na. Instead, he naturally pulled up his chair and sat down next to her, leaning closer to recommend, "These, these are all good. Xixi always asks me to pack these two to go. You can order them if you like."

Yan Na wasn't one to spend money extravagantly. "It's just the two of us eating, we can't finish if we order too much. Your sister is quite likable."

After ordering, a strand of hair fell down. Lan Yunchen reached out and instinctively tucked it behind her back. Their eyes met, and the ambiguous atmosphere around them intensified once again. In an instant, it was as if something had exploded. Yan Na looked away first, subconsciously tidying her hair, her heartbeat slightly erratic.

Lan Yunchen seemed not to have seen anything, but curled his lips slightly where Yan Na couldn't see, and smiled faintly, "Xi Xi is quite lively and says whatever she thinks. Don't mind if she says something wrong, she doesn't mean any harm."

"No, I quite like her, Lan Yunchen?"

Suddenly called out, Lan Yunchen turned around and asked in confusion, "Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Have you ever pursued other women?" Yan Na looked at him, waiting for an answer. She didn't know why she asked the question; perhaps it was selfish of her to want to hear the answer in her heart.

Lan Yunchen said with certainty, "You are the first. Before you, I was not going to get married."

She didn't reply, just smiled. The dishes were served quickly. Lan Yunchen took care of Yan Na the whole time. Remembering that Yan Na said she didn't like peeling crabs, he rolled up his sweater sleeves, put on gloves, and used tools to pick out the meat.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man taking care of her, and it didn't seem like he was faking it at all. To be honest, Yan Na was very touched; no man had ever treated her like this before.

The father was a bit of a straight man, and Yan Zhun was even more so. At the dinner table, they would eat by themselves and leave as soon as they finished, while she would help her younger siblings peel shellfish and pick out food for them.

She wasn't sure how long Lan Yunchen's gentleness would last, and she was a little scared. It would be hard for someone who had already tasted delicacies to eat pickled vegetables every day.

After dinner, Lan Yunchen took her to several places, all of which were places he often went to during his leisure time. This was also a way of letting Yan Na see another side of him.

And so, while Yan Na waited for Lan Yunchen to sign the contract with her during the day, Lan Yunchen would take her around every day to get to know him, hoping to help her let go of her inner struggles and hesitations. He didn't rush her, he just played around with her and made her happy.

One day at noon, after Yan Na and Lan Yunchen finished lunch, Yan's mother finally couldn't contain her curiosity and called, "Nana, how are things going with you and Lan Yunchen?"

Yan Na wasn't surprised that her mother already knew. There must be a reason why she hadn't called for so long. "Mom, it's alright as you wish."

Mother Yan said anxiously, "You've been gone for several days now, and their parents are almost back home, but you two are still not together. Didn't you two already get to know each other for a long time? You even went to Blue City to learn more, but you still haven't figured things out?"

Yan Na sighed, "Mom, it's not a bad thing if I know more."

The Yan couple were unaware that Lan Yunchen was the owner of the equipment company. Yan Na had not mentioned it either, nor had she told her parents about the series of events in Lan City. Yan's mother said, "Let me tell you, he's a professor, so he might be more proper when it comes to pursuing people. If you like him, don't worry about gender. You can take the initiative first."

Yan Na: ".............." Is she a wolf? But sometimes when she sees Lan Yunchen, she does have an urge to pounce on him. Maybe it's because she's been single for too long.

"Mom, have you been watching too many TV dramas?" How could a mother even think of letting her own daughter pounce on her?

"Let me tell you, the TV dramas Mom watches are actually quite useful. People in professions like university professors are just too rigid and inflexible. Otherwise, Lan Yunchen would have pursued you for so long and you wouldn't have reacted at all. It's just that his approach to pursuing you wasn't flexible enough. Let me tell you, it's not awkward for girls to take the initiative. As long as he likes you and you like him, the ultimate goal is to create a beautiful love story. If the guy doesn't like you, then it's a different story. You definitely can't just blindly throw yourself at him. That's a different personality. You have to be eager to pursue him."

The strict mother analyzed the TV series with great clarity, just like a love expert.

However, Yan Na found some of the points to be valid; only feelings between two people can be so easily broken. "I understand, you can continue watching."

The strict mother urged again, "Hurry up! Such a good job, such a good man, and such a handsome man are not often found, do you hear me?"

"I heard you, I heard you," Yan Na repeated perfunctorily.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Na was speechless. What would her parents think if they knew that Lan Yunchen was the boss of this company and also owned the largest hotel in Lan City?

Mom probably has some misunderstanding about Lan Yunchen. He sets traps one after another and flirts with people all the time. She thinks he's well-behaved, but she's really observant. These past few days, Yan Na has felt that Lan Yunchen is accommodating her ideas.

They did not press the issue relentlessly.

At night, in the sunroom of the Blue City Hotel, half of the people were already asleep, and outside the transparent glass was a beautiful starry sky, dotted with stars.

Only a man and a woman, both sober, were savoring expensive red wine. The woman's red nails added to her allure, and she kept swirling her wine glass, wearing slippers.

Yan Na was originally preparing to go to sleep. She had just lifted the covers to get into bed when Lan Yunchen said they would sign the contract that night.

Upon arriving, Yan Na noticed an expensive bottle of red wine and two wine glasses on the table, clearly prepared in advance, which she automatically assumed was for a celebration.

Lan Yunchen, dressed in navy blue pajamas, held a glass of red wine in his hand, took a sip, and asked, "How does it taste?"

"Not bad, considering the price." Yan Na was without makeup at this moment, her face completely bare. This was also the first time Lan Yunchen had seen Yan Na without makeup.

I saw photos during the investigation, but I've never seen her without makeup.

Yan Na was in her pajamas before coming, but she changed her clothes because she was worried that there might be other people on the roof. She only kept her slippers on and came to sign the contract in them.

The unconventional way of signing contracts—a slipper party—is truly unique.

Ignoring her slippers, Yan Na gracefully raised her glass and said, "It's been a pleasure working with you."

The clinking of glasses echoed in the quiet sunroom, exceptionally crisp, like the tinkling of wind chimes, penetrating the ears. Lan Yunchen smiled and downed the red wine in his glass in one gulp.

Yan Na also had a good tolerance for alcohol, and seeing how generous he was, she naturally drank it all in one gulp. After finishing, she raised her glass to indicate that it was empty, and Lan Yunchen smiled again.

He picked up the bottle and poured half a glass of wine for Yan Na, then poured two-thirds of it for himself.

After drinking several glasses, perhaps due to being slightly tipsy, Yan Na no longer cared about her image. She bent her legs and lifted them onto the stool, hugging her knees with one hand.

Lan Yunchen didn't mind Yan Na's authenticity; instead, he watched her with a indulgent smile.

Yan Na picked up her glass, took a sip of wine, gently put it down, and asked, "Lan Yunchen, just how many people has your face captivated?"

"Can I charm you?"

Yan Na nodded, her cheeks slightly flushed as if she had applied rouge. "It would be a lie to say no." She rested her chin on her hand. "If I said no, you would definitely say I have no taste."

"No, you've always had good taste. You can't drink anymore after this one." A slight buzz is best; getting drunk is not good.

"Tch, Lan Yunchen, you did this on purpose, didn't you? Are you planning to get me drunk? Or are you just stingy, bringing such expensive wine for me to taste, only to take it back after I've drunk half of it?" Yan Na pointed at the bottle and complained to Lan Yunchen.

It was obvious that the woman was a little tipsy. According to the survey, her alcohol tolerance was quite good, so how come she was already a bit drunk after only a few drinks? However, compared to the usual Yan Na, she was still very cute, especially genuine and relaxed. "If you like, I'll give you a bottle of the same one tomorrow. Drinking too much tonight will give you a headache tomorrow."

Yan Na was a little drunk, staring intently at him with a direct gaze. She put her legs down, rested her chin on her hand, and said, "Lan Yunchen, you really are handsome. You've inherited all the best features from your parents. Your sister is beautiful too. Han Yue has quite the eye for talent; his judgment is really sharp. I think I'm starting to like you. Will you always be so understanding?"

Lan Yunchen stood up and stood in front of Yan Na. Without saying a word, he picked up the slightly drunk Yan Na, took the signed contract in his hand, and his slippers fell off. Yan Na climbed onto Lan Yunchen's neck, looked at his pointed chin, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it. "If this face were in ancient times, it would be incredible."

Lan Yunchen didn't respond or stop her, letting Yan Na do whatever she wanted. Bai Hu opened the sunroom door, lowered his head, and pretended not to see anything.

Xiao Fei, however, was quite different. Seeing the photo of Lan Yunchen embracing Yan Na in the background, his jaw dropped in astonishment. "My god, why do I feel like the young master is being a little immoral?"

White Tiger: "Send me the photos."

Xiao Fei covered his phone; this was juicy gossip, gossip that others couldn't see. "Why?"

The white tiger stood there without saying a word, but it was a blatant threat. In the end, under this threat, Xiao Fei forwarded the photos he had just taken to the white tiger.

That wretched White Tiger wasn't satisfied with just deleting the photos from his phone. Actually, White Tiger had his own reasons. This kid's brain is rather simple, and if the phone falls into someone else's hands, there will be trouble.

Xiao Fei cursed and swore at Bai Hu all the way downstairs, and kept asking why he had taken Bai Hu's photo.

The white tiger seemed deaf, making no response to Xiaofei's incessant chatter.