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

at that time.

Feng Xiaoni bought three large bags of things from the supermarket: one bag of groceries, one bag of frozen snacks, and one bag of fruit and drinks.

As soon as I opened the trunk, someone came up from behind, followed by a male voice, "Miss Feng, let me handle this."

Feng Xiaoni turned around, bowed slightly, and thanked her, "Thank you."

Lan Yunchen was very thoughtful. Since he had sent Feng Xiaoni to the capital, he was responsible for her personal safety and also wanted to reassure her parents in Lan City, so he arranged a bodyguard for her.

The bodyguard, adhering to protocol and with utmost respect, said, "Miss Feng, I'll carry it to the living room for you and then I'll come out."

Feng Xiaoni nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Actually, she could carry them in herself, it just took a bit of effort. She would hang one bag on her bent arm and carry one bag in each hand.

The villa door opened, and Feng Xiaoni's hands were empty; the bags were carried by her bodyguards. She opened the door to let the bodyguards go in first. The door was wide open, and the bodyguards put down their things and went straight out, not even staying in the living room for a minute.

As the bodyguard left, Feng Xiaoni thanked him again and then closed the door.

She put everything she bought away in an organized manner, and first took out everything from the kitchen. She had bought a lot of ingredients, and she would cook for herself whenever she had time.

After everything was settled, 40 minutes had passed. It was still early before lunchtime, so she put on her slippers and went upstairs. She sat on the carpet, checked the news, and turned on some light music.

1 pm.

Yan Feifei kept dozing off in bed, only opening her eyes when she couldn't fall back asleep any longer. She would then scroll through Weibo on her phone for a while until there was nothing left to rummage about, before finally getting up.

I stretched out a big yawn. "Feels so good. I love waking up naturally on weekends like this."

I sent Lan Yunxi a message: "Honey, are you taking a nap? Can I come find you now?"

The message was replied to quickly. Because Feifei said she was going to the Han family, Lan Yunxi hadn't slept. "No, come over here."

Both of them sent voice messages.

"Era, wake up!"

"Wash, wash, wash, wash..." The sound drifted out of the bathroom, followed by the sound of brushing teeth. The lyrics were indistinct.

good day.

After washing up and putting on makeup, Yan Feifei stood in front of the wardrobe, starting to worry. Having too many clothes wasn't a good thing.

What should I wear? The temperature rose by 2 degrees today compared to yesterday, but it's still quite cold. I guess I'll wear a down jacket.

After agonizing over the clothes, I'm now agonizing over the color. What color? Purple, green, white...

Yan Feifei stood in front of the wardrobe, looked around, and estimated for a while. With her hands on her hips, she finally chose a cream-colored short down jacket, white wide-leg pants, and a white woolen hat. After getting ready, she put on a small gray bag and went out.

The strict mother, who was watching TV in the living room, saw her daughter dressed so nicely and assumed she was going out with her girlfriends. "Going shopping? You already have enough clothes."

Yan Feifei habitually took the egg pancake from the maid's hand; it was her habit. On weekends, she would sleep until the afternoon. "I'm going to the Han family's house."

He took a bite of the egg pancake and continued, "Mom, instead of watching too much TV, you should drive out and chat with those ladies."

Yan's mother glanced at her and said, "I heard them asking me if my son and daughter have found partners yet. I have no intention of giving an interview."

Yan Feifei lost her argument, "Fine, it's my fault."

Seeing her daughter admit her mistake, the strict mother didn't dwell on it. The focus now was on her son, tackling him one by one, asking, "Want to play with Xixi?"

"Well, I was on a business trip with President Feng a few days ago, and I bought some small gifts for the two kids. I'll take them over now." With that, Yan Feifei started to walk out, but halfway there, her mother called out to her, "Why aren't you going to visit your President Feng?"

Yan Feifei took another bite of the egg pancake, but before swallowing, she spoke, tugging at the chain of her crossbody bag, and then waved her hand, "You're overthinking it. Our CEO Feng only has colleague relationships with everyone in the company. She never gets particularly close to anyone. Maybe it's for easier management. If she gets too close to her subordinates, they're harder to manage. A while ago, our HR person gave a fake attendance record to a close subordinate, and CEO Feng fined him a month's bonus."

Managing a company well as a leader is not easy. If you get too close to someone, you will be watched. It's okay if a good colleague stays in the same position, but if they are suddenly promoted, you can't stop the gossip. Even if they are truly promoted based on their abilities, it may be changed.

Yan Feifei was actually a little intimidated by Feng Xiaoni. She always kept a serious face, afraid of being scolded. After thinking for a moment, she said, "She's been with the company for so long, and none of us know where she lives. She never lets us know either. Just imagine, if I were to go and play with her like this, Mom, if you want me to go back to work at the front desk, I'll go and make an appointment with her tomorrow. I might just go back."

Mother Yan coughed nervously, "Oh, is that so? Then perhaps this person is just slow to warm up, but also quite dedicated. That's good. Once she's with that boy, she'll be very proper and won't be pretentious. Isn't that wonderful?"

After listening to her mother's words, Yan Feifei had already put on her shoes. "Mom, no matter who our CEO Feng's boyfriend is, you can rest assured it's definitely not your son. My sister said our CEO Feng prefers things to happen naturally, doesn't like blind dates, and doesn't like pimps. What's the word again? Wait a minute, let me think..."

Yan Feifei tilted her head back and desperately searched her mind for words.

The strict mother interrupted, urging her daughter to hurry up. Her good mood was ruined by her daughter's few words, and her hopes began to fade again. "Stop thinking about it, hurry up and go. That's enough. You don't have any good ideas in your head anyway."

The next second, "Oh, go with the flow."

"Do you think this is some kind of fairy maiden descending to earth to meet the Cowherd? You're just following fate and going about your business." Not a single word of his was agreeable.

Yan Feifei: No, what's the relationship between the two?

"I'm leaving now. I'll be back for dinner. Remember to save some for me." It doesn't seem right to just give a gift and then freeload a meal. I'd better eat at home, mainly because I'm afraid Uncle Han will pressure me to get married.

The door slammed shut, and only then did Mother Yan smile. She then turned on the TV, munching on crisp red dates with loud thuds, making them sound delicious.

An hour later, Yan Feifei arrived at the Han family villa in her white BMW.

Perhaps the people inside heard the noise outside, because Lan Yunxi, wearing a light blue down jacket, ran out with a beautiful smile on her lips, "I thought you weren't coming."

The back door of the car opened, and Yan Feifei took out the gift she had bought and handed it to Lan Yunxi. Then she took Lan Yunxi's hand and got in. "When have I ever gone back on my word? I said I'd come in the afternoon, and I meant it. These are two singing dolls. They might free up your hands for a while."

Lan Yunxi picked up the toys in her hand and looked at them. They were very cute; one was a penguin, and the other was a little white rabbit. "Thank you."

"Hi............." As soon as he stepped into the door, he found that Han Yue was not alone in the living room, but also Han Guoguo.

"What a coincidence, Guoguo, you're going home today too."

Han Guoguo thought Xixi had suddenly stood up and gone out to do something, but it turned out to be Feifei who had arrived. She was sitting on the sofa with a big ball of flesh on her hip, holding her little nephew's toy in her hand. "Damn it, you didn't even tell me you were coming to my house."

Han Yue squatted in front of the sofa and played with the two children. The two little ones were sitting on the sofa, babbling in words that only he could understand.

Seeing Feifei come in, he glanced at her and said, "She can sleep a lot."

Yan Feifei retorted to Han Yue, "Don't be jealous of me just because you can't sleep. Humph, I'm just worried that you're pregnant at the Su family's house, so I didn't want to bother you."

"If I were to call you out, your Su Yu would annihilate me, I'd be trembling with fear."

Han Yue curled the corners of his lips into a faint smile.

Yan Feifei sat down beside the two little ones, preparing to pick one up, then looked up and gestured with her chin, asking Xixi, "Which one can I pick up?"

"Anything is fine. Xiao Chen can be held now, you can give it a try."

Han Yue remained squatting in front, playing with the little princess. He handed her a toy, and the little one caught it. Perhaps feeling proud of herself, she giggled at Han Yue, revealing a tooth. She was very cute.

Han Yue's smile deepened, and Yan Feifei was stunned. This was the first time she had ever seen Han Yue smile like this. She teased, "As expected, people say that daughters are their fathers' little cotton-padded jackets."

Yan Feifei: "Where's your son?" This question was directed at Guoguo.

Han Guoguo touched her belly and said, "I'm at the Su family's house, with my mother-in-law taking care of me."

Yan Feifei nodded and glanced at Guoguo's belly.

The child had been sitting for a while, so Han Yue placed his hands under her armpits and gently picked her up. The little princess put her hands on Han Yue's neck, smiling sweetly, "Dad... Dad."

Upon hearing this, Han Yue chuckled and planted a kiss on the little princess's cheek.

Han Guoguo, Yan Feifei: ".............." Are you trying to trick me into having a daughter?

There might be some communication between the babies. The baby inside Han Guoguo's belly kept responding and waving its little hands, looking incredibly happy. Yan Feifei, as if she had discovered something amazing, stood up while holding Han Yichen and said, "You're not having another boy, are you? This fetal movement is quite strong."

Han Guoguo: "Don't bother me, I want to have a daughter. I'm deliberately not letting Xiaoxue tell me the answer; I'm planning to open blind boxes."

Lan Yunxi: "........."

Lan Yunxi took her son from Yan Feifei and held him in her arms. Little Han Yichen was still holding a toy in his hand, stuffing it in his mouth and chewing on it with great relish, as if he were gnawing on a bone. His mouth was covered in saliva, and his two teeth made a clattering sound as they clattered against the toy.

Yan Feifei reached out and touched Han Guoguo's belly, her hand moving erratically with the rise and fall of the belly. "It feels like I can feel you touching my belly, it's quite fun."

Suddenly, Han Yue, who was holding his daughter, spoke up, "If it's fun, have one yourself."

Yan Feifei stood up, snatched her daughter from Han Yue's arms, glared at Han Yue, and said, "I'll hold her for a while. Just because it's fun doesn't mean I have to give birth myself. Giving birth myself isn't that fun, and it looks tiring."

I definitely won't be able to sleep well.

Seeing Xiao Xi holding her son, Han Yue stepped forward, took the son from her arms, and helped Lan Yunxi sit down on the sofa. "Is your brother still alive?"

Han Guoguo, Lan Yunxi: "............" Even if she were a grandfather or maternal grandfather, she probably wouldn't be able to change her poisonous mouth.