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

The Han family villa is decorated in a Chinese style, with red for good luck and to symbolize the couple's prosperous future. Red carpets are laid on the steps, leading all the way to Han Yue's room. Every room is decorated with hand-cut "double happiness" characters, creating a festive atmosphere everywhere.

The hotel's diamond-studded hanging chair has been moved to Han Yue's master bedroom.

The clock on the wall has the hour hand pointing to 1 and the minute hand pointing to 2.

The lively conversation was still going on in the living room downstairs, with the Lan family couple, the Han family couple, and Lan Yunchen and his wife sitting on the sofas on one side.

Yan Na's son has been completely taken over by Yan's mother. Ever since Lan Yunchen and the others arrived at the Yan family last night, Yan's mother has been holding him tightly, almost to the point of taking him to the toilet.

"Xiaoyue and Xixi are married, I can finally rest easy," Mr. Han said, nodding.

Actually, both families think this way. It's not easy for the two children. Even though they are married now, they still occasionally live apart because Xixi hasn't graduated yet.

Lan Chumu: "Yes, it's tough on these two kids. Xixi will be going back to school in a few days, so don't worry, we'll take care of everything."

Lan Yunchen: "I've arranged a bodyguard for Xixi. He'll accompany her to school every day, so Uncle and Aunt don't need to worry."

In this situation, Yan Na did not intend to interrupt; she would just listen. Naturally, she understood the purpose of her in-laws' words: to reassure the Han family.

Upstairs, Lan Yunxi was a little tired. After being sent to the bridal chamber, the two of them were not allowed to come out again according to custom, so they naturally did not know that they were still chatting enthusiastically downstairs.

After taking a shower, she sat inside the bright red blanket, reaching out her fair hand to stroke the lifelike phoenix on it. "This is so beautiful! Did Sister Lu ask you to show this off?"

"Yeah, Ji Hancheng recommended the mentor." Having a friend who got married early is pretty good; at least you don't have to worry about resources—it's just a matter of a word.

"No wonder it looked so familiar. It's the master who got married to my sister. He's so handsome." Lan Yunxi touched it while leaning closer to take a closer look.

Han Yue chuckled, "I'm glad you like it. I was worried you wouldn't like Chinese style."

"No, I like them both, but I like you the most. I'd even be willing to have a simple wedding if I marry you." Lan Yunxi said playfully, tilting her head back, her eyes full of sincerity.

Han Yue had no doubt about this statement.

"Go to sleep." The little girl must be exhausted after such a busy day.

"Hmm." She answered for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered the thing Lu Jinnan had found in Deep Water Bay. "Honey, why is that thing I bought in Deep Water Bay?"

After saying that, Lan Yunxi felt a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, and she laughed awkwardly.

Han Yue lifted the blanket and sat down, ruffling the little girl's head. His eyes were glazed, still brimming with lingering excitement, and he said calmly, "I'll take it."

He did take it. After discovering the oil leak that night, he didn't have time to check everything and went to Blue City overnight. When he came back, he was afraid that his nephew would come to his room and cause trouble, so he took the thing with him to Deep Water Bay.

Originally, he wanted to see how many punctures the little girl had made, but he forgot about it for a moment. Today, Lu Jinnan saw it, and he also had to save face in front of so many people, so he could only hurriedly throw it into the trash can and didn't plan to check which ones were fine anymore.

Little did Lu Jinnan know that he had a huge misunderstanding about Han Yue and was even preparing to provide Han Yue with these supplies for free.

Seeing the confusion in the little girl's eyes, Han Yue patiently explained, which made Lan Yunxi laugh, and she subconsciously reached out to touch her stomach.

After chatting for a while, Han Yue insisted that she go to sleep. The girl had just lain down and was being held by Han Yue for a short time when she could hear even breathing next to her. It seemed that she was really exhausted.

As Lan Yunxi drifted into a light sleep, she heard the name she had been longing for. Seeing that the girl's breathing had become even, Han Yue embraced her, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly, his voice deep and full of emotion, "Wife, goodnight." He didn't know if he was speaking to himself or to Lan Yunxi.

With a whoosh, the person in his arms was startled awake, her eyes widening in disbelief as she stared unblinkingly at the person holding her. Han Yue was also startled by Lan Yunxi's sudden awakening; it was the first time he had ever called out like that, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Lan Yunxi leaned closer and could see a faint blush on Han Yue's cheeks. As she looked at him, the girl laughed, laughing freely. She hugged Han Yue's neck, overjoyed. Her little legs kept moving inside the blanket, making a mess of the blanket.

"Slow down." Han Yue's cheeks were still flushed, and he had to remind the excited girl.

"Honey, can you call me that again? Your voice sounds so sweet when you call me 'wife,' okay?" Lan Yunxi pouted and whine in bed.

Han Yue remained silent for a moment, his Adam's apple bobbed, and a voice escaped his lips: "Wife, I love you."

The next second, Lan Yunxi hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him. Han Yue gently held the back of her head to protect her, with one hand around her waist. Excitement and love lingered between their lips and teeth, sweeping through every corner until they were both breathless and Lan Yunxi's mind went blank. Only then did Han Yue release her from his arms.

I gently tidied up her messy hair, not daring to do anything reckless, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep."

Lan Yunxi stretched her neck like a giraffe and gave Han Yue a quick kiss on the cheek, then immediately pulled away, saying in a soft, sweet voice, "Mmm, goodnight, husband."

"Okay, goodnight." Han Yue smiled and hugged him, his heart and eyes filled with contentment.

Downstairs, Mr. and Mrs. Han were looking at the gift list, trying to see if there were any unfamiliar names included in the gift money. If they didn't have any connection with those names, it would be better to return the gift money as soon as possible.

"Who is Feng Xiaoni?" Turning to a name on a page in the middle, Mr. Han turned to Mrs. Han and asked, "Do you know her?"

Before Han's mother could answer, Lan Yunchen spoke first, "He is the director of Yan's Group, the person my company sent to replace Nana."

So that means he's one of Lan Yunchen's people. Han's father nodded, "I see. Nana, what do you think? Isn't our Yunchen great?"

Yan Na smiled and flattered, "It's all thanks to Uncle Han for making the connection." This pleased Han's father, who was delighted and kept praising Nana for her eloquence.

The next day, Lan Yunxi and Han Yue slept until the sun was high in the sky and they still hadn't gotten up.

The Han family doted on their child, never urging or scolding him, and their main approach was to let him roam freely and do as he pleased.

The same thing happened for the next three days. In the evening, Han's mother would ask Xixi what she wanted for a late-night snack, and she and Han's father would go and buy it themselves, leaving Han Yue to accompany Xixi.

three days later.

When Lan Yunxi returned to her parents' home, Han Yue went back to Lan City with the Lan family. The Han family couple and Ji Hancheng and his wife saw them off at the airport.

Han Yue resumed his routine of traveling back and forth between Lancheng and the capital, but because Lan Yunxi's pregnancy was progressing further, he spent most of his time in Lancheng.

Han Yue accompanied Lan Yunxi to and from get out of class every day, and to her home after school, truly experiencing university life. He also bought her late-night snacks and ate with her. During Lan Yunxi's pregnancy, Han Yue's weight also increased by several kilograms.

The following year, two months before Lan Yunxi's due date, Old Master Ji's health began to deteriorate. He was sometimes lucid and sometimes delirious, but he was lucid more often. However, his appetite was gradually decreasing, and he would only eat a few bites before waving his hand away.

The people in the Ji residence instantly fell into a low mood. When the old man couldn't see them, everyone was depressed, especially the Ji family housekeeper and his wife, who had been with the old man all their lives. They always hid in a corner and wiped away their tears.

But when they went upstairs to deliver things to the old man, everyone was all smiling and even telling jokes. But as soon as the door closed, tears would involuntarily stream down their faces.

"Did you only take one bite?" Butler Ji looked at the plate that Aunt Ji had brought down, shook his head helplessly, and his eyes were slightly moist.

Aunt Ji nodded. "Master said he's sleepy and wants to take a nap."

While the two were talking, Yuan Shu came downstairs, holding her two granddaughters' hands, and instructed, "Make some congee with preserved egg and lean pork."

"Okay, I'll go cook it right away, I'll do it myself." Aunt Ji wiped her face.

"We can't drive in the living room today. You can play with your toys or read picture books on the sofa. Great-Grandpa isn't feeling well and is sleeping. We need to give him a quiet environment," Yuan Shu instructed her two granddaughters, bending down to look at them.

"Mmm," Ji Xinhan answered first. She had come out a few minutes earlier than Ji Xinyu and was more impatient than Ji Xinyu.

There are only two sisters in the family. Xiaoyouzi goes to kindergarten, while Tang Junyao and Ji Hancheng both go to work, but they go home in the afternoon.

night.

Dinner was brought up by Tang Junyao. She always remembered how kind Grandpa Ji had been to her. She knocked on the door and heard Grandpa Ji's deep voice from inside, "Come in."

Upon seeing that it was Tang Junyao who entered, the old man was slightly surprised. He had thought it would be Aunt Ji or Yuan Shu. "Girl, why did you bring it up? Where is Butler Ji?"

Tang Junyao placed the plate on the table, then picked up the congee with preserved egg and lean pork, stirred it with a spoon, lowered her head and blew on it, "Mom asked Aunt Ji to cook some congee. Grandpa, please try it. If you don't like it, I'll make you some more."

"I've had a long day at work, so I wanted to get some exercise and brought you some porridge."

The old man was sitting there, taking the bowl with his wrinkled hands. He knew Yao Yao was lying, but he didn't expose her. He smiled and said, "Grandpa is easy to take care of. He's not as picky as that brat. Sit down and chat with Grandpa for five minutes."

"Five minutes? Grandpa can chat with me anytime he wants." Tang Junyao pulled up a stool and sat down on the edge of the bed. She was willing to sit on the edge of the bed, but the old man was not.

"That brat has become much more timid lately. He doesn't dare to come to my room during the day, and he sneaks into my room at night after I'm asleep. What kind of fetish is that? He's pathetic." Several times when the old man woke up with chest discomfort, he could feel someone sitting next to him. It was undoubtedly his grandson, whom he had always disliked.

Ji Hancheng was raised and educated by his grandfather since he was a child. In terms of emotional intelligence, his grandfather felt that he had failed a little in educating him, but in other aspects, he was still quite good and quite proud. He usually teased the child mainly to prevent him from becoming arrogant and complacent.

"Grandpa, Hancheng came to check on you to see if you're sleeping well. He's a bit blunt and might say something that upsets you, so he's only coming to keep you company at night. Please don't be angry. I'll tell him to come during the day from now on and to break this sneaky habit."

The old man laughed and said he was just joking; how could he not understand his grandson's move?

"Girl, Grandpa has a favor to ask of you. You must promise Grandpa."

Tang Junyao had a bad feeling. It was as if her grandfather was giving her his last words. Her heart tightened, her expression changed, and after a few seconds of silence, she said, "Grandpa, just say it, as long as I can do it."

The old man slowly finished his porridge and placed it on the bedside table. Tang Junyao was about to get up to get it when the old man stopped her. "No rush, wait a moment. Girl, don't be nervous or sad. You're a doctor, so you know my health condition better than that brat."

Tang Junyao pursed her lips and remained silent. Her grandfather's health had always been very good, but in the last six months, for some reason, it suddenly deteriorated. The tests showed no major problems, just that his organs were aging and degenerating.

The old man wasn't afraid of his final journey at all. He talked eloquently, as if he were talking about someone else's affairs. "What's the big deal? Isn't everyone's final journey home to the ground? Once you understand that, you'll be fine. You can't live forever, can you? Grandpa is already very satisfied. I've been able to see you marry that brat and have a happy marriage. We also have three precious great-grandchildren. What regrets could Grandpa possibly have? I can go and give an explanation to your grandma."

"Actually, Grandpa's time has come. Even without a serious illness, I'll be called back. Maybe your grandma is lonely and impatient, so she's urging me to go. I've been staying here for several more years; it's time for me to go and keep her company." After saying this, the old man's hands trembled as he took two envelopes from under his pillow and handed them to Tang Junyao: "Girl, there are two letters inside. When Grandpa passes away one day, give these two letters to your brat and your father."

Tang Junyao's eyes were filled with tears as she took the letter, feeling as if she were holding a thousand pounds. Her heart was heavy. She sniffed, wanting to say something to comfort him but not knowing how to begin. Her grandfather was too smart; he saw things more clearly than she did and had always been aware of his physical condition. Lying would have no intention of him.

"Grandpa, Grandma won't blame you even if you stay a little longer."

"No, I still have to go. I can't make your grandma angry. She's been lonely for a long time. Tell that brat not to take over my garden after I'm gone. He has to move it to the cemetery so your grandma and I can take care of it ourselves. If I leave it to that brat, he might just ruin it."

"Grandpa, I remember." Tang Junyao knew that her grandfather was giving her heartbreaking last words in a relaxed tone, and she felt a sour and swollen feeling in her heart.

The old man went on and on for almost half an hour. Tang Junyao saw that he was a little tired and suggested, "Grandpa, why don't you take a nap first? We'll talk again later."

"Alright, today isn't an auspicious day for me to see your grandmother anyway." The old man said casually, slowly lying down, and Tang Junyao got up to help cover him with the blanket.