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

Lan Chumu came to the rescue. He also didn't get involved in his child's romantic relationships. This was the same view he held as Shen Muyun. They both believed that the child should know the truth about his own feelings.

"Don't rush, fate is predetermined. What's meant to come will come. Look at Yunchen and Nana, they are the best example."

Mother Yan agreed, saying that one was from Blue City and the other from the capital, what else could it be but fate?

During their conversation, Yan's father's phone rang. It was Han's father calling. He answered, ready to gloat a bit, "Hey, Lao Han, what's wrong? Jealous after receiving my message?"

The father across from him scoffed, "I already told you that Xiaoyue is a twin. What are you bragging about beforehand? You'll be jealous later."

Han's father, trying to save face, made up a story with a straight face, "Alright, I'm busy. Xiao Yue took the gift, and I doubled it."

The stern father chuckled, and the content of their conversation seemed a bit childish for their age. "So generous! You've gone to so much trouble."

Mr. Han chuckled, a hint of cunning in his voice. "Don't worry, I don't do unprofitable deals. You'll have to pay it back eventually, though you might need to pay some interest. Bye."

Strict father: You really don't admit defeat at all. Let's see how you slap them in the face later.

Han Yue held the little girl's hand under the table, squeezing it repeatedly. They exchanged a glance, and Han Yue inexplicably felt sorry for Fei Fei, who was always being forced into marriage.

I got home in the afternoon.

As soon as he entered, Han Yue handed the card to Xi Xi, saying, "Xi Xi, give this card to Tomboy." He had forgotten to do it last night because he was too busy.

Lan Yunxi took the card, pinched Han Yue's cheek, and then pouted, "Call me sister-in-law, it won't be good if my brother hears us."

"Yeah, I'm used to calling her that." Han Yue didn't plan to go into Yan Na's room.

"Then I'll go upstairs and give it to my sister-in-law."

"Um."

Yan Feifei came out of her room, also preparing to go find her sister, when she bumped into Lan Yunxi. "Together." Then, Lan Yunxi took Yan Feifei's hand and went into Yan Na's room.

Lan Yunxi didn't even have time to knock before Yan Feifei, who was quick on her feet, opened the door.

Yan Na was breastfeeding inside, and Lan Yunchen was standing to the side helping. When her younger sister came in, Yan Na frowned slightly, but Lan Yunxi apologized, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I forgot to knock. I'll remember next time."

Lan Yunchen knew it wasn't his sister's problem, but Nana wasn't used to being watched while breastfeeding, so she didn't say anything more, leaned forward to block the view, and then held the baby in her arms. After the baby finished eating, the little one fell asleep.

Lan Yunchen placed the baby in the cradle and prepared to leave the room so that the women could have a proper chat. It was not appropriate for men to be present when women were discussing these issues.

"Nana, I'm downstairs. Xixi, get a cushion for your sister-in-law."

"Okay, brother, don't worry, I can take good care of sister-in-law. You go ahead." Lan Yunxi waved her hand to reassure her brother.

After the door was closed, Lan Yunxi first took a cushion that her sister-in-law used to use and carefully placed it behind her. Then she put a card in Yan Na's hand and said, "Sister-in-law, this is a gift that Brother Yue asked me to give you. It's a gift that Uncle asked him to bring for the baby."

Both families' children know that their fathers and Uncle Han have been bickering endlessly, which is childish. They can also guess that their fathers must have given gifts after Guoguo was born last time, and this is probably a return gift.

However, based on Yan Na's guess, the amount would probably double. If it didn't double, there would be no way to compete. Holding the card, she lowered her eyes, shook her head, and smiled. "Please thank Han Yue for me. I'll give Uncle Han a call later."

"Okay, sure."

Yan Feifei took the card from her sister's hand and looked at it. "Is having a baby so complicated now? Do we have to compete on ability now? This card, tsk tsk tsk, Uncle Han and Dad might even have to compare whose underwear is more high-end in the future."

He shook his head as he spoke, looking utterly helpless.

Yan Na scolded him, "You're getting more and more absurd. All you do is fuss and fuss. Spend less time online."

Lan Yunxi laughed openly, truly feeling that not just anyone could handle Feifei's personality; she seemed even more unrestrained than Guoguo, her mouth never closing.

There are words in your mind that you can't keep to yourself; you have to say them out loud.

After leaving Yan Na's room, Lan Yunxi returned to her own room. She had originally invited Fei Fei to come along, but Fei Fei wisely declined, saying she didn't want to be a third wheel and that being too bright would be disastrous.

Han Yue looked at the girl's minor course on the balcony. He only scanned a few pages before his head started to ache. The dense text must have been hard work for the girl.

As soon as Lan Yunxi entered the door, she saw Han Yue on the balcony, holding a book in one hand, nestled in a hanging chair under the sunlight, looking extremely lazy. "Do you want to sleep? There's still some time before dinner."

Seeing her come in, Han Yue put down his book, then waved to the girl. Lan Yunxi walked over and naturally snuggled into his arms, hugging Han Yue's neck. He held her waist, and the two of them nestled in the hanging chair.

Like conjoined twins, they can't be separated.

She lay on her side against his firm chest, fiddling with her collar, "Brother Yue."

Han Yue always felt a sense of security and peace whenever he held the little girl tightly. Casually tidying her hair, he revealed her delicate little face. "Hmm?"

A deep, magnetic voice penetrated my ears, vibrating in my chest, "I have to go to school tomorrow, are you going back?"

He lowered his gaze to the person in his arms. "Looking at you, do you want me to stay?"

After a few seconds of silence, Lan Yunxi decided not to disturb Han Yue's work. "Nothing else?"

"Don't you want to?" He lifted her chin and kissed her. The two of them were being intimate on the glittering hanging chair in the sunlight. Lan Yunxi returned the kiss, a very gentle one.

But it didn't last long, just a moment. "I do want to, but we have to have principles. When I'm at school, you have to go to work. When I'm out of school, you can play with me. Don't let lust cloud your judgment."

After saying that, the little girl pointed to Han Yue's chest, where the number 528, Gemini, was tattooed—a special area for her.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll go back tomorrow and come over when you have your holiday." After saying that, she hugged the girl tightly, and Lan Yunxi hugged her back.

Even through our clothes, our hearts were beating in unison, thump-thump...

Early the next morning.

After Han Yue dropped Lan Yunxi off at school, he kissed her goodbye at the school gate and left. Meanwhile, Shen Muyun asked the Yan couple to stay a few more days, a suggestion that Yan Feifei was more than happy to accept.

The Yan couple stayed in Blue City for 5 days. In the end, Yan's father was worried about the company and had to suggest going back, agreeing to stay a few more days next time.

In the end, the Lan couple did not try to stop them and warmly saw them off to the airport. They had only two large suitcases when they came, but they had many more when they left. Yan Feifei had the most belongings.

Those who knew her thought she was visiting her sister, but those who didn't think she was a personal shopper helping her buy things.

Yan Family Villa.

Recently, the mother has been thinking a lot about her son. Just like her youngest daughter said, her son is quite well-off and shouldn't be wasted.

At the dinner table, Yan Zhun hurriedly shoveled rice into his mouth, and stuffed vegetables into his mouth as if he were being reincarnated, because he was in a hurry and had another surgery that night.

He swallowed the food in his mouth before he could even chew it properly. Yan's mother stared blankly at her son, hesitant to speak. Yan Zhun looked up and met his mother's gaze. He had a bad feeling. "Mom, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't look at me like that. It's making me nervous."

Mother Yan placed her hands on the table. "Yes, have any new pretty and kind young ladies come to your hospital recently?"

"No, I wasn't paying attention. What are you doing?" Yan Zhun got up to prepare to serve another bowl of rice.

Yan Feifei took a sip of soup, slurping it up, "Ah, it's so delicious! What else can I do? Mom wants to help you find a wife."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhun paused in his hand holding the bowl and directly refused, "Mom, just take a break. You should video chat with your sister more often. If you miss your child, go see your sister's child. Don't count on me."

The strict mother nodded, looking ready to compromise, "Alright, if you want to give up on me, that's fine too. There's a way to make me stop relying on you."

The strict father eats quietly without participating, letting his wife do whatever she wants, since she can't really cause any trouble anyway.

Yan Feifei waited for her mother's next words, watching the show with a serious expression, almost ready to buy some nuts and milk tea.

"Mom, what do you say?" Yan Zhun was also eager to know what method his mother could use to let him go.

"I really want to know. If you can't do it, I'll have to rely on you." The mother's eyes were full of calculation, setting a trap, but she hid it very well. Her face was indifferent, with an expression that said, "Whether you want to know or not is up to you."

"Okay." Yan Zhun saw that his mother had a nonchalant attitude and didn't have the same urgency as when she pressured his sister, so he thought about it and agreed.

Ultimately, he overestimated his own abilities and underestimated his mother's intelligence.

"A man's word is his bond, you know. You have to keep your word." Seeing her son purse his lips and remain silent, Yan's mother continued, "I've said it before, if you castrate yourself or turn into a woman, I won't count on you anymore. Fortunately, the Yan family is all girls, and I'm satisfied with Nana being the only one who's married."

The strict mother rested her chin on her hand and said the most outrageous things, but there was not a trace of absurdity in her tone.

Yan Feifei almost choked on her own mother's words. When it comes to scheming in this regard, her own mother is still the best. She silently raised her thumb in the air.

Yan Zhun was also taken aback. What kind of thinking was this? He looked up at his son's constipated face. Yan Zhun used to have a good appetite, but now, looking at the white rice in the pot, he only felt a headache coming on.

Finally, he put the bowl on the table, ignoring his mother's words, because it was impossible for him to do so. Even if he didn't want to get married, there was no need to be so ruthless as to turn himself into a eunuch or a transvestite.

"I'm going to work. You guys take your time eating." With that, Yan Zhun rushed out the door.

Yan Feifei looked at her brother's departing figure with a pang of pity. "Mom, my brother hasn't said anything yet. Why didn't he stop him?"

"Didn't your brother already say that he'll let me arrange things as I please? No wonder you got all your reading comprehension questions wrong in elementary school; it's normal for someone with your foundation."

Yan Feifei: "............"

Strict father: When did my son say he'd let me do whatever I wanted? That's a long story, and I don't want to talk about it anymore.

Who can choose between castrating themselves and becoming a transgender person?

With her mother in a good mood, she began to yearn for and dream of a bright future.