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

Shen Muyun couldn't say anything about this kind of thing. She had always adhered to the principle of not interfering in her son's or daughter's love affairs.

Seeing her daughter's dissatisfaction, the strict mother said, "You're still not satisfied? Don't count on your brother. If you expect him to get married first, you'll probably be a nun for the rest of your life."

While trying to save her brother, Yan Feifei also prepared to extricate herself from her predicament and prevent her mother from pointing the gun at her. She began her speech, "Mom, look, my brother is so outstanding, how can you justify letting him stay single? Although we celebrate Singles' Day quite grandly every year, it doesn't matter if my brother is missing or having him is not a big deal, right?"

Seeing that everyone was squinting at her, Yan Feifei coughed and continued to deceive, "I think there's still hope for my brother. He's not terminally ill yet. We can try to get him back on track. Look how cute my child is, so adorable. You don't want a grandson or granddaughter, but I do want a nephew or niece. Look at Xixi, she has all the identities: aunt, uncle, and little aunt. She's got it all. Right now, I'm just a little aunt."

Yan Feifei counted on her fingers.

Tang Junyao listened in stunned silence; the tempting persuasion was far too obvious.

They exchanged a smile, neither of them speaking, intending to let Feifei continue her performance.

To avoid being pimped out, Yan Feifei put all her effort into getting away. "Mom, tell me, what I said makes sense. My brother is actually very outstanding. Look, he's cultured, capable, and his career is top-notch. He's just a bit of a straight man, but that's not a problem. Look at Ji Hancheng's arrogance, Yao Yao cured him, didn't she? There's no such thing as an incompatible cure for every illness. Every medicine has an instruction manual, right? My brother's cure is definitely still on its way."

Shen Muyun was amused by Feifei's words. She spoke so earnestly, and her speech was becoming more and more like Xiaoni's, without even taking a breath.

The strict mother naturally noticed her daughter's progress in this area as well. "You've been with Xiaoni for so long, and I haven't noticed any other progress in you, but your tongue is really smooth. You don't even need to breathe."

Yan Feifei: That's right. President Feng's speaking speed is second to none. After all, he's my mentor, so I've learned a thing or two from him.

As General Manager Feng once said, the most important thing in overwhelming others is speed—to strike continuously before they can react.

"Isn't it you and my sister who told me to learn from President Feng? I'm just listening to you. If I don't make any progress, my sister will scold me again. Mom, you really should consider my suggestion. Seriously, my brother is such a good person, so outstanding." Yan Feifei sighed inwardly, praising her brother like this for the first time in over 20 years.

After Yan Feifei finished speaking, she winked at Tang Junyao to indicate that she had succeeded. Tang Junyao smiled, not knowing what to say.

The strict mother was somewhat persuaded by her daughter. No parent wants their child to participate in Singles' Day every year, just celebrating without shopping.

"There aren't any suitable ones either. Your brother is stuck in the hospital every day. You can't expect a wife to fall from the sky. You can't expect the God of Love to personally send one down to you. Do you think it's a free lunch?"

"I'd rather lose money than lose my wife," that's what the strict mother thought.

Yan Feifei spoke mysteriously, with a special look in her eyes, as if she were telling a fortune: "Fate, do you know what fate is? I've calculated that my brother's marriage is not far off. Mom, don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for you when we get back to the capital."

The strict mother knew exactly what her daughter was thinking, but she was too lazy to expose her. "Alright, alright, if you can help your brother straighten out, I can even call you sister."

Upon hearing this, Tang Junyao chuckled. From her words, it was clear that Aunt Yan was truly anxious about Yan Zhun's marriage.

"No, I'll still call you Mom." She felt uneasy having her own mother call her sister; she was afraid of being struck by lightning. As long as her marriage wasn't disrupted, she had no other requests. She no longer had any expectations of working at the front desk; it was a job she could never return to.

Early the next morning.

Everyone went together to see Tang Junyao and Ji Hancheng off. Xiao Youzi brought along all the toys that Lan Yunxi and Han Yue had given her. The little one got the most treats, including delicious food and fun toys.

After seeing Tang Junyao and the others off, Lan Yunchen took Han Yue and the Yan family couple to tour Blue City. In the afternoon, Lan Yunchen left because he wanted to go back and see Yan Na.

The biggest fear for men who have done their research is that Yan Na might develop postpartum depression. Girls like Fei Fei, who naturally enjoy a relaxed lifestyle, wouldn't face this risk.

But Yan Na is different. She likes a fulfilling life, but the postpartum period is the most leisurely time. She eats and sleeps, sleeps and eats, and keeps an eye on the baby every day. If she can't think straight, she will tend to be depressed.

The thoughtful Lan Yunchen would always try to stay by her side and tease her, chatting about what happened each day. Or he would bring work home to accompany Yan Na during her postpartum period, sitting on the bed together to work, letting Yan Na watch him work, and occasionally involving Yan Na in his work.

They went to great lengths to achieve this.

Lan Chumu was afraid of neglecting the Yan family couple, so in the afternoon he had his daughter send his location and went over to accompany them to tour Blue City.

at the same time.

When Ji Hancheng and Tang Junyao arrived in the capital, Xu Mingkai immediately came to the airport to wait for them after receiving a message from a certain man.

To avoid being late due to traffic and having my salary deducted.

Xu Mingkai believes that Ji Shao's endocrine system is out of balance after marriage, and his moods are unpredictable, just like a few years ago. This kind of illness can probably only be treated by the young mistress.

"Give this to me, young mistress, and give this to me too." Xu Mingkai, with his keen eye, took all the items.

Seeing Xu Mingkai dragging three suitcases by himself, Tang Junyao suggested, "Assistant Xu, how about giving me one? It's not that heavy."

Xu Mingkai hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, young mistress, I'm on a diet recently and need to do more work."

Upon hearing this, the man glanced at Xu Mingkai through his sunglasses and said, "You've been having some good luck with unexpected wealth lately."

Xu Mingkai, confused and not understanding Ji Hancheng's words, replied, "Where? I didn't find any money yesterday, nor did I win the lottery." Where would I get such unexpected windfall?

Inside the car, the man sat in the back seat, holding his son in his arms. Tang Junyao thanked Xu Mingkai.

Xu Mingkai stared intently ahead, pursing his lips and remaining silent. A deep male voice came from the back seat, "Are you on Han Yue's side?"

"Ah............." Xu Mingkai looked completely bewildered. He glanced at the man in the rearview mirror and saw that his expression was normal, making it impossible to tell whether he was in a good or bad mood. However, what he said was rather cryptic.

Tang Junyao nudged the man beside her, reminding him, "Don't talk in fits and starts, just get straight to the point. Assistant Xu is still driving."

Xu Mingkai mentally gave the young mistress a thumbs up; only she would dare to speak so directly to Young Master Ji.

"Your bonus will be double next month. How did you know Han Yue was coming? Was it pre-arranged? Did you cheat?"

"Young Master Ji, I swear to God, when we made that bet, I answered you without even touching my phone. I don't have mind-reading abilities to copy and paste everything Young Master Han is thinking." If he had that kind of ability, he would have been lying at home counting leg hairs by now.

Xu Mingkai was in a hurry to explain, he really knew how to cover up the blame.

Ji Hancheng actually knew that Xu Mingkai had never discussed it with Han Yue. How could Han Yue possibly tell anyone what he was thinking? He had deliberately told him a few days in advance, but then he suddenly went there that very day. It was only because he understood Han Yue that he made an inopportune phone call that night.

Ji Hancheng then ignored Xu Mingkai, while Xu Mingkai was delighted because his bonus had doubled.

It would take a while for the car to reach the Ji residence. Tang Junyao, who had been on a plane for so long, had a sore back. She leaned on the man's shoulder, preparing to let her aunt, Shen Muyun, know that she had arrived safely.

Slide the lock screen button on your phone: Auntie, I've arrived, don't worry.

Then she thought about it and decided to send a message to her brother since he had gone out to play with Xixi. Little did she know that Lan Yunchen had already gone home and was currently telling Yan Na about the fun things they had done in Lancheng that morning.

Tang Junyao: Brother, I've arrived. Have fun!

Lan Yunchen replied quickly: "Brother is already home. Xixi and Han Yue are still playing outside. It's good that you've arrived. Call me if you need anything. If there's anything needed at the base, just tell me."

Tang Junyao felt a warmth in her heart. Her brother was always so kind and generous with his support: "Okay, thank you, brother. Take good care of your wife. I noticed she doesn't like to sleep much and doesn't like to lie down. Brother, please spend more time with her. New mothers are prone to depression."

Lan Yunchen: I know, brother.

The man, with his head bowed and eyes lowered, read through the entire chat. A man's voice came from above, his eyes half-closed, "Is the tomboy suffering from depression?"

She put her phone away in her pocket. "No, when I went into my sister-in-law's room yesterday, I noticed she seemed a bit bored. After we left, she didn't sleep or lie down. Don't new mothers usually spend most of their postpartum period sleeping with their babies to recover their energy? But I've noticed that my sister-in-law doesn't like to sleep. If my brother isn't home and doesn't keep her company, she'll get increasingly bored. Plus, my sister-in-law has always been a strong woman and very busy. Suddenly having so much free time makes her feel empty inside. We need to be careful; it's best if that's not the case."

The man nodded knowingly, seemingly not very concerned. He had only asked casually, since it wasn't his Yao Yao who was sick, and besides, they weren't having any more children, so such a thing wouldn't happen.

at that time.

On the Lan City side, Lan Yunxi, arm in arm with Han Yue, followed behind the Yan family couple and her father, wandering around for a long time before Lan Chumu finally led everyone into a particularly stylish, dimly lit coffee shop.

"Come, sit down and rest for a while. You've been walking for quite a while. How is it? The air quality here in Blue City is still pretty good, right?" Lan Chumu was dressed in a suit and tie; he had come directly from the company.

He handed the order to the Yan couple, saying, "Come and see what you'd like to drink. Take a break, don't rush, you can come out again tomorrow."

The bodyguards standing at the door were carrying large and small bags. Lan Yunxi ordered a cappuccino, Han Yue ordered a latte, and Yan's mother, who didn't like coffee and was afraid of being too awake at night, simply ordered a glass of milk.

Yan Feifei was in an extremely good mood, praising the city repeatedly, "I love this city, it's amazing, I'll definitely come back next time."

Lan Chumu smiled. "You definitely have to come. This is your sister's home, so it's yours too. You can come anytime."

"How about we ask Uncle Lan to find you someone from around here?" Mother Yan took a sip of milk; she also quite liked the local customs and culture.

"Mom, how come you've gone off-topic? Didn't your essays always go off-topic?" Yan Feifei pouted.