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

It was around 9 o'clock.

A steady stream of people arrived at the entrance and courtyard of the Ji residence, which was surrounded by numerous luxury cars, all of whom were dressed in black.

Tang Junyao, Ji Hancheng, Yuan Shu, and Ji Hang stood in the mourning hall to greet the guests who came to pay their respects. They politely nodded and exchanged pleasantries with everyone who came to see the old man.

The two little ones and Xiaoyouzi were arranged to stay upstairs by Aunt Zhang and Aunt Ji to avoid making noise.

Before the three little ones were taken upstairs, Ji Hancheng had already asked them to kneel in the mourning hall for 10 minutes. However, the twins got up after kneeling for the time their father had set, but Xiaoyouzi did not get up and asked to kneel for an extra half hour.

Ji Hancheng was both shocked and pleased by Xiaoyouzi's actions. He respected the child's decision and did not stop her. Xiaoyouzi knelt for half an hour before going upstairs.

Many people came to see the old man. He was a kind person and always treated everyone with kindness, so it was natural that many people came to visit him.

During this period, the Yan family and Lu family, and basically all the powerful and wealthy families in the capital made an appearance at the Ji residence.

A boy carrying a backpack, wearing a black hoodie and a black hat, walked in through the door. As soon as he stepped into the mourning hall, he took off his hat. Tang Junyao rushed forward, "Isn't today Friday? Why are you back? Don't you have school today?"

The person who came was Tang Junyan. His eyes were red as he spoke the truth, because Tang Junyao had told him not to lie, and he remembered it. "Sister, I heard at school that Grandpa Ji passed away, so I asked for leave. Don't worry, sister, I've prepared all the lessons for today, so I won't fall behind."

Tang Junyao couldn't say anything about that, so she helped him take off his schoolbag. This scene caused the people who came to pay their respects to start whispering about the relationship between the two. Tang Junyao and Tang Junyan seemed not to notice and just went about their own business.

"Go and offer incense to your Grandpa Ji."

Tang Junyan obediently stepped forward, lit three incense sticks, knelt on the prayer mat, and bowed from the bottom of his heart. He was truly grateful to Grandpa Ji. Every day at the Ji residence, Grandpa Ji treated him like his own grandson, taking care of him in every way and occasionally teaching him how to conduct himself in society.

Thinking back on every day at the Ji residence and every little thing about Grandpa Ji, Tang Junyan couldn't help but shed tears. When he got up, he raised his hand to wipe away his tears, then took the schoolbag from Tang Junyao's hand, politely called out to Yuan Shu, Ji Hang, and Ji Hancheng, and finally said, "Uncle, Aunt, Brother-in-law, Sister, I'm going upstairs to watch over Lele and the others."

Ji Hancheng patted Tang Junyan on the shoulder, "Go ahead."

Upstairs, when Tang Junyan opened the door, he found that Xiaoyouzi wasn't there. Only his two nieces and Aunt Zhang were inside. He glanced around and asked, "Aunt Zhang, where's Lele?"

Aunt Zhang sighed, her eyes red, indicating that she had just been crying. "This child went to the old man's study to practice calligraphy by himself. He's probably missing his great-grandfather. Although Lele doesn't talk much, he understands everything. He knelt in the mourning hall for half an hour and then went to the study without saying a word. Like his father, he doesn't like to tell others what he's thinking."

Upon hearing this, Tang Junyan put his schoolbag on the ground. "I'm going to check on Lele. Hanhan, Xiaoyu, be good. Your uncle will be back soon."

Ji Xinhan nodded obediently and replied, "Okay, fine." Ji Xinyu nodded but did not speak.

Inside the study, Xiao Youzi had practiced a lot of calligraphy according to the method taught by her great-grandfather. The most she wrote was "Have a safe journey." When Tang Junyan came in, he saw a lot of papers on the corner of the table.

Little Youzi's calligraphy was taught to her by her grandfather, so both her brushstrokes and the way her brushes moved show traces of her grandfather's handwriting. "Lele, Grandma says you've been practicing for a long time, do you want to take a break?"

Xiao Youzi picked up the calligraphy brush again and knelt upright on the chair where the old man often sat. "It's alright, Uncle, you go ahead and do your work. Just watch over Hanhan and Xiaoyu for a while and don't let them go downstairs."

Tang Junyan originally intended to comfort Lele, but instead, he was ordered around by his nephew. He shook his head helplessly. His nephew's face showed no emotion; he was just calmly practicing calligraphy, as if nothing was wrong. However, Tang Junyan knew that Lele was unhappy, but he still agreed, "Okay, then you can practice for a while. We'll be in the children's room."

Little Yuzu responded softly, "Mm."

Back in the children's room, Tang Junyan shook his head helplessly at Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang had already guessed this outcome. "It's alright, let him practice. He's remembering his great-grandfather in his own way."

Downstairs, Ji Hancheng and Tang Junyao were on speakerphone in a corner taking calls from Shen Muyun and Lan Chumu. They said they would be coming the day after tomorrow because Xixi could graduate early, and they planned to come together after Xixi finished her procedures so that Xixi could stay in the capital to give birth.

Ji Hancheng told Lan Chumu not to rush, to arrange Xixi's studies first, and that Xixi was pregnant. Lan Chumu said that respect for the dead is paramount, but since the funeral time for the old man was still available, they would come the day after tomorrow; otherwise, they would definitely come first.

After talking for about 10 minutes, he hung up the phone. Ji Hancheng said he would arrange for someone to pick him up. Lan Chumu said that Han Yue would go to Lancheng tomorrow, and told him to take care of the old man's funeral arrangements in peace.

The curtain had been drawn back, but the Ji residence was bustling with activity, as if it were broad daylight. All three mahjong tables that Ji Hancheng had arranged were full of people.

Su Xue, Han Guoguo, Yan Feifei, and Xu Mingkai sat around a table, while Tang Junyao sat next to Su Xue and watched.

After the three children finished kneeling in the mourning hall, Ji Hancheng arranged for Yuan Shu to take them to bed. Since Aunt Zhang had undergone surgery, Tang Junyao naturally didn't allow her to come down. She was only allowed to offer incense to the old man before being arranged to stay upstairs.

At another mahjong table sat Han Yue, Lu Jinnan, Yan Zhun, Su Yu, and Ji Hancheng. Ji Hancheng wandered around behind the other tables, occasionally not even having the chance to offer incense to his grandfather. Ji Hang stood behind the elders' table and watched.

The last table was occupied by Mr. Lu, Mr. Su, Mr. Han, and Mr. Yan—four elders in total. Mrs. Han sat quietly beside Mr. Han. The old man's mourning hall was incredibly lively, filled with laughter. Perhaps this was the effect the old man had desired.

Mr. Han raised his hand to stop Mr. Su from grabbing the cards. "Wait a minute, Sister Lu, can you help me see if I can push this?"

Han's mother reached out and arranged the mahjong tiles for him, making it instantly clear what was going on. She reminded him, "That's how you play; don't mess up the tiles. Just arrange them in order."

"I was just worried that Old Yan would guess my cards," Han's father said, pushing the cards over. Yan's father retorted, "Why would I guess your cards if I had nothing better to do? You're so petty."

Ji Hang, standing behind, saw everything clearly. In fact, Yan's father had already guessed Han's father's hand long ago. He had been holding onto the card that Han's father wanted to win, breaking up all his pairs, but he just wouldn't play that one card. However, Ji Hang wouldn't say this; he just watched quietly.

The other table was even more lively, so lively that anyone who didn't know better would think it wasn't the old man who had passed away, but someone's wedding. The Ji family was probably the first family to hold a funeral as lively as a wedding.

Han Guoguo complained, "Xu Mingkai, do you even know how to play? Why do you keep losing? I've lost several rounds following you."

Lu Jinnan, from another table, chimed in, "Hey Lao Xu, I doubt the little money you won in the early morning will even be enough to fill a tooth gap tonight."

Han Yue played a card, watching the three women's drama with a half-smile, while Xu Mingkai, a rare breed, was scratching his head and saying, "No doubt about it, they won't even have underwear left in a moment."

Card games are a bit mysterious. When playing with three women, I lose nine out of ten times. I can't control the game at all.

The three women took turns gambling, and Xu Mingkai was only responsible for paying them. He watched as his subordinates lost so much money they questioned their existence, while Yao Yao's best friend won so much money she couldn't find her way home. Ji Hancheng stood behind Xu Mingkai and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Don't panic, I'll cover for you. Play with confidence."

Su Xue: "Hongzhong, that's right. With our Young Master Ji backing you up, what are you afraid of? Go ahead and fight! It seems Grandpa still dotes on the three of us, hehe." Her little mouth stretched to the back of her ears.

Several people offered incense to Grandpa Ji, so why did he favor women over men and not bless him at all? Losing money is a small matter, but losing to three women and losing his pants is a dark history.

Han Guoguo deliberately picked up a tile with exaggerated movements and waved it in the air, saying, "Don't panic in times of trouble, Grandpa will protect you." Then she slowly opened it, squinting at it, "Oh my god, Grandpa, you're amazing! I won by self-draw!"

All eyes turned to Han Guoguo. Even Han's mother was startled by her daughter's reaction. "..........."

Feeling the intense gaze, Han Guoguo was incredibly embarrassed. She smiled and waved her hand, picked up a tile, and explained, "I got excited, I got excited. The main thing is that I've never seen a self-drawn winning hand before, so I was careless. You guys continue, you guys continue."

Yan Feifei: "You're just playing for fun, why are you so excited? Xu Mingkai wasn't even excited. The person who paid isn't excited, but you, the one who got paid, are so excited. How are you supposed to put him in a bad position?"

Han Guoguo was extremely smug and said in a different tone, "What this young lady said makes so much sense. Assistant Xu, I'm sorry, I'll cheat secretly next time. Here's the money."

Xu Mingkai: ".............." Can you speak normally? I'm never playing cards with women again.

Tang Junyao inexplicably felt sorry for Xu Mingkai; perhaps Xu Mingkai had developed a phobia of playing cards after his grandfather's funeral.

Ji Hancheng stood behind Han Yue. This guy had good luck that night. He and Su Yu basically won all night, and the two of them won without making a sound.

Standing behind Han Yue, Ji Hancheng spoke up, his gaze fixed on the cards in Han Yue's hand, "What time are you going to Blue City tomorrow? If it's early, you should go back early."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jinnan paused in his hand holding the cards, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "You're going to Blue City? What are you going there for when there are no holidays or breaks?"

Han Yue glanced at him and said, "You're sick."

Lu Jinnan replied, "You have medicine."

Han Yue didn't even bother to talk to him. When did he ever need to go to Blue City for holidays? He's crazy. He's going to see his wife, not to have fun.

"Leave at 9 o'clock." Han Yue played a card, not giving Lu Jinnan a chance to take it, and was then cursed at by Lu Jinnan.

Yan Zhun retorted, "You're practically a frequent flyer, taking flights several times a year. Is it really necessary to find someone from abroad?"

"I do." Han Yue glanced coldly at the clueless Yan Zhun. No wonder he was single; there was a reason for it.

Han Guoguo, with her keen ears, sided with her brother at another table and retorted to Yan Zhun, "With your level of awareness, why don't you just find a neighbor? You'll save on the wedding procession."

Yan Feifei chimed in, "That's a good idea, brother. I think Guoguo's idea is great!"

Yan Zhun didn't even look up, and said indifferently, "It's fine if you come. I'm fine on my own. Surgery is not as appealing as dating."

"Indeed, the operating table will be more appealing to you when you're going through the process of birth, aging, illness, and death," Han Yue retorted sharply, adding, "If you're in a wheelchair, you might not even have anyone pushing you."

"Get lost, can you wish me well for once?" Yan Zhun was speechless. When did this style of speaking suddenly shift to him?

At another table, Mr. Han shook his head, sighed, and criticized Mr. Yan, "Old Yan, your parenting is no good. Look at our Xixi, she's already a twin, and she still wants to marry the operating table. We need to talk to her. Sigh, I'm worried."

Han's mother: ".............." Why are you advising people about Xixi? It's like everyone doesn't know that Xixi is a twin.

Strict father: "If you can get him married, I'll call you brother from now on."

Mr. Han dared not take on this task. "I can't do it. My family doesn't own a matchmaking agency. You'll just have to wait. Anyway, I'll be able to hold my grandchildren this year. Either two grandsons or two granddaughters."

Mr. Lu praised, "The probability of twins is very low."

"Yes, our Xixi has that gene. Just look at Yaoyao; both sisters are twins," Mr. Han said cheerfully.

Mr. Su simply nodded, not saying much. Mrs. Han stared at the cards, trying to block out Mr. Han's smugness.