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

The early morning is like a hazy sketch, with the dim light outlining the neighborhood and a thin mist adding to the dreamlike and ethereal atmosphere.

The outdoor temperature was one degree higher than yesterday, but you can't really feel it by that one degree.

After getting dressed, Yan Zhun felt that the weather outside wasn't too bad, and running alone would be quite boring, so he decided to bring his younger sister along. After the run, his sister could take a nap, so it wouldn't be a problem.

I made the plan in my mind, and then I did it.

He went straight to his sister's room, patted her head, and said, "Feifei, get up and go to the bathroom, hurry up."

"You're so annoying, get lost, I'm trying to sleep."

Yan Zhun: "............."

Upholding the principle that siblings should share both good times and bad, Yan Zhun did not let Yan Feifei off the hook, "learning from her mother to play music by the bedside."

The mother had actually gotten up, but after seeing her son dressed properly through the crack in the door, she quickly crawled back into bed.

After playing music for 10 minutes.

The scene is a bit... gory.

5 minutes later...

"Yan Zhun, are you sick? If you're going to run, why did you have to drag me along?" Yan Feifei stood on the bed with her hands on her hips, wearing a cute two-piece pajama set.

Yan Zhun grabbed her wrist, which was on her hip, and tried to pull his sister down. She had just been hit on the head several times and was now acting out of line. She had to be taught a lesson. "You come here and you better behave yourself."

Yan Feifei firmly believed in the rule of not hitting someone in the face. "I didn't hit your face, I just scratched your neck, so what?"

I was so looking forward to the weekend, but my brother ruined it. I was so grumpy when I woke up, and my anger was rising right to my head.

Yan Zhun: "It's going to be difficult for someone like you to get married."

Yan Feifei won, flicked her hair, and shook off her brother's hand. "Hmph, same to me, we're even. I have no intention of getting married at all. You try not getting married."

The siblings stabbed each other in the heart, their words piercing straight to the lungs.

Yan Zhun choked. It was indeed impossible. His sister could choose not to get married, but he couldn't. His own mother would put the ancestral tablets in front of him.

Yan Feifei complained, "You woke me up and even tried to hit me. Apologize to me."

"Big sister, who hit whom? Look at my neck." Yan Zhun pointed to his neck.

It was burning with pain. Yan Zhun didn't have eyes on the back of his head to know how long the wound was, but judging from the stinging pain, he could guess that the skin had been broken and was bleeding.

He let his sister have her way, so she scratched him a few times.

Following her brother's words, Yan Feifei took a step forward, tilted her head, and reached out to pull open her brother's clothes to take a look. There was indeed a scratch behind his ear, which must have been accidentally scratched when he was struggling earlier.

With a guilty conscience, she replied, "Who told you to disturb my sleep? You know I like to sleep in on weekends. Let me put some medicine on and apply a band-aid for you."

"Alright, I'm too lazy to talk to you." After saying that, Yan Zhun left his sister's room, clutching his neck in defeat. He didn't look too good. Yan Feifei stood behind him, wanting to comfort her brother.

She regretted hitting him too hard, pouted, and jumped out of bed.

I quickly put on my pajamas and left the house as fast as I could, without even washing my face. I was in such a rush that I forgot to wear a scarf, and I sneezed from the cold.

While chasing after her older brother who had already started jogging ahead, she tied her hair up, casually grabbing a few strands and fastening the hair tie. There were still a few inches of hair left untied. Yan Zhun wanted to help, but he restrained himself because he was angry.

She jogged forward on her own, oblivious to the cold as she was still fuming. Yan Feifei ran backwards alongside Yan Zhun, the cold wind seeping into her smooth neck. She wore a thin nightgown underneath a thick nightgown, and sneakers on her feet.

Her clothes were rather novel.

Yan Feifei and Yan Zhun have been fighting more than once or twice; they've been fighting since they were little.

Yan Feifei backed away, then ran towards her brother, apologizing, "Hey, I apologize for your injury. Don't keep a long face. I didn't scratch you on purpose."

As she spoke, she tugged at her brother's wrist. Yan Zhun wasn't actually angry; he was just deliberately keeping a straight face. He stopped, took off the scarf from his neck, and wrapped it around his sister's neck. Yan Feifei tilted her head and leaned closer, looking at her brother with a grin and a fawning expression.

The woman jogging behind watched the two interact. From their backs, it was clear they were a couple being affectionate. The man was putting a scarf on the woman because he was worried she was cold, while the woman was looking down and smiling foolishly because her shoulders were shaking.

With her sharp eyes, she noticed the scratch behind the man's ear. Although she had never been in a relationship, she was an adult and knew what caused it.

He thought to himself, "Really..." He shook his head, gave a faint smile, and ran past her.

As the woman ran past, a slight breeze swept by. Yan Zhun had just finished tying his sister's scarf when he looked up at the woman. She wasn't wearing a mask; her features were delicate, her skin was as white as jade, and beneath her capable demeanor, one could almost see a hint of gentleness. Even her hands, which were waving in front of her, were so white that it looked as if they had been coated with something.

Seeing that her brother was no longer angry, Yan Feifei planned to go back to sleep. She waved her hand in front of him and said, "What are you thinking about, brother? I'm going back now."

She had barely taken a step when Yan Zhun grabbed her and pulled her forward without a word, saying, "Why go back now that we're out? Come run with me."

Yan Feifei's steps were heavy, her legs unable to move, and she pleaded, "Can I not go?"

"cannot."

"Mmm, brother, let me go back. I'm starting work tomorrow, today is all I have left." Yan Feifei was pulled forward by her brother.

Yan Zhun ignored his sister's words. Although she was noisy, she wasn't boring. He didn't say it out loud, for fear of starting another fight.

"Feifei." A female voice came from behind.

Following the sound, the two siblings turned their heads at the same time. Before Yan Zhun could react, the younger sister had already broken free from her brother's hand and walked towards the woman who had called out. The woman stopped and stood beside them, a hint of surprise on her face.

Yan Feifei was even more surprised. She was searching for a precise word to describe the current scene. What was it again? Was it yesterday or the day before? She forgot. She had asked Secretary Chen where General Manager Feng lived. It was like searching high and low without finding it.

It seems quite accurate.

"Boss, do you also live in this neighborhood?"

The woman was wearing a dark brown down jacket, wide-leg jeans, and a white Chanel knit top with black lines outlining the pattern. She had a Bluetooth earphone on her left ear, and her chest was rising and falling slightly from running.

Feng Xiaoni glanced at Yan Feifei's strange attire, but made no comment.

Yan Zhun glanced at her for a while and then looked away, afraid that people would say he was being impolite. When he saw this woman, the image that came to his mind was that of the woman who had asked him if he could see a gynecologist; she also had short hair and was also an employee of Yan's Group.

They look quite similar. Does Dad use a uniform standard when hiring? Like this?

Feng Xiaoni looked at Yan Feifei's reply and breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, the company arranged accommodation for me, and you also go for a morning run."

"Ah... Oh, it's not that I'm keeping my brother company. It's the weekend, and my brother has this habit of spending time with him today, right, brother?" Yan Feifei wanted to leave a good impression on her boss, so she couldn't reveal the real reason.

elder brother?

Aren't you a couple?

The scars on his neck... how unrestrained! He didn't hide them at all in front of his sister.

Feng Xiaoni sized up Yan Zhun. He was wearing a gray collarless sweater, a black wool coat, and jeans. He looked quite handsome. So this must be the heir of the Yan Group.

Her eyebrows and eyes resembled those of the doctor she had seen that day, but that doctor's name was Xiang Ke. Feng Xiaoni had a very good memory.

The heir of the Yan Group shouldn't be someone who doesn't share the Yan surname.

I'd heard from Yan Na that her younger brother was obsessed with surgery and refused to inherit the family business; now I've finally met him in person.

But Yan Na said that her brother is straight and doesn't have a girlfriend.

A bachelor for a thousand years?

Yan Na jokingly suggested that she try dating her brother, but she refused, knowing her own family background and not wanting to climb the social ladder.

Knowing that I was capable, I realized that my family background was not as good as others', and besides, it was such a big company. So I said at the time that I didn't like hauling coal and preferred to meet and develop naturally.

Feng Xiaoni stood ramrod straight. "Hmm, that's good."

Yan Feifei began the introductions, taking her brother's arm and politely saying, "This is my brother, Yan Zhun, the doctor."

Upon hearing Yan Feifei's introduction, Feng Xiaoni was certain that only the eyes resembled the doctor's. Out of politeness, she smiled faintly and said, "Hello." She did not tell anyone her name.

Yan Zhun: "Hello."

With her boss around, Yan Feifei suddenly felt like going for a run, completely forgetting about her brother. She never imagined that General Manager Feng lived in the same neighborhood as her; her sister and brother-in-law must know, why didn't they tell her? That's too much! "Did my brother-in-law arrange for you to live here?"

What started as a solo journey became a duo, and now it's a trio. Yan Zhun, following behind, suddenly thought of the story of the monk carrying water.

Feng Xiaoni jogged along, "Mmm."

Yan Feifei struggled to keep up with Feng Xiaoni's pace and soon became breathless. "I...I...Sister, you're really good at keeping your mouth shut. You didn't say a word. I wish I had known you could come to our house for dinner."

It must have been so lonely for Yan Feifei to come all the way from Blue City to here. As she chatted, she forgot that he was a leader and started talking non-stop.

Yan Zhun ran quietly behind, but his ears were never idle.

"Adjust your breathing, follow your steps, yes, no need to take big breaths, just keep it even."

Seeing that her subordinate had learned, Feng Xiaoni looked away. She hadn't looked at Yan Zhun since she glanced at him earlier. She liked doctors, but not just anyone could be flirted with. "I'm not on time for get off work; I'm quite late."

Thinking about it, Yan Feifei realized that it made sense. Her boss always worked overtime; otherwise, how could they not run into each other on his way to and from get off work after all this time? "Okay, then you can come to our house for dinner on the weekend. My mom loves a lively atmosphere, and besides, we all know each other, so there's no need to be shy, right, brother?"

Yan Zhun, whose name was suddenly called, looked at the two women in front of him and replied, "Hmm."

Feng Xiaoni did not refuse the enthusiastic invitation, and said the official words from the company announcement, "Okay, I will definitely go when I have time."

I won't actually go.

Yan Zhun followed behind silently, like a supporting character or a recorder of an interview.

Once Yan Feifei opened up, she noticed that President Feng was unusually approachable today, without his usual aloofness. Emboldened, she jogged after him, asking questions along the way.

Feng Xiaoni didn't ignore her; she simply replied, "Yes, I'm an only child."

Yan Feifei said with a regretful tone, "Only daughters are lonely and under a lot of pressure. Then you should come to our house to play even more. There are three children in our family. Now my older sister is married to Lan Cheng, so it's just me and my brother at home."

Feng Xiaoni smiled gently, a beautiful smile, "Yes, that's fine."

Yan Feifei followed Feng Xiaoni the entire way, and she herself didn't even know what she asked. However, it seemed she had asked everything she should and shouldn't have: things like being an only child, her hometown, her university, her major...

At the end, Yan Feifei enthusiastically showed Feng Xiaoni which house her villa was.

They also asked Feng Xiaoni which villa she owned, and Feng Xiaoni answered honestly. Even if she hadn't said it, Yan Na probably would have told her anyway.

Feng Xiaoni thought that Yan Feifei probably wouldn't go looking for her. She could tell that Yan Feifei was a little afraid of her at the company, but she was just a little bolder today.