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

As Yan Zhun arrived at his villa, Yan Feifei's car turned into the yard from outside.

The two siblings entered the room one after the other. Yan Feifei was still upset because her brother had scolded her that afternoon. She quickly walked to her brother's side, bumped Yan Zhun's shoulder with her own, and huffed and puffed.

Yan Zhun was in a good mood and didn't argue with her.

Noticing the commotion at the door, Mr. and Mrs. Yan turned to look. Their son's clothes reminded Mrs. Yan of the young couple she had seen during her walk earlier; their clothes looked so similar.

"Zhun, where were you just now?" Although the strict mother was certain in her heart that the person just now was not her son, she still held onto a sliver of hope.

Yan Zhun wouldn't lie, "I just got back."

Mother Yan automatically assumed he had returned from the hospital, sighed, and realized she had indeed been overthinking things. Yan Feifei, as soon as she entered, started sharing some juicy gossip: "Mom, there's something I'm not sure if I should tell you, it's a bit serious. Do you have any nitroglycerin pills at home?"

Seeing their daughter's eager expression as she couldn't help but share, both Yan's parents frowned and couldn't help but look at their son, feeling that it was related to him. Yan Zhun was confused by their stares and asked, "What does this have to do with me?"

The next second, the strict mother said, "Your brother wants to become a monk?"

Yan Zhun: "............." When did he decide to become a monk? He just ate a little meat.

"No, no, our CEO Feng has a boyfriend. Today, her boyfriend sent a huge bouquet of flowers to the company's front desk. A colleague and I carried it up. The card said 'boyfriend' on it."

Yan Feifei stared at her mother cautiously, afraid that her mother would faint from anger at any moment. She pulled her brother to sit down next to her, ready to rescue him at any time.

These words stunned not only Yan's mother, but also Yan's father, who looked at their daughter, trying to find the answer.

During this period, the whole family took turns performing the script they had written, all for Feng Xiaoni and Yan Zhun. But before the play was even over, she already had a boyfriend. Wasn't all the previous planning in vain?

Mother Yan was so angry she felt like she was about to choke on her own blood, but she maintained a nonchalant, gossipy demeanor. "Your CEO Feng already has a boyfriend so quickly? Didn't she not have one back in Blue City?"

Yan Feifei, still mindful of their sibling bond, didn't mention that her brother had gone to the company that morning, nor did she bring up the fact that he had been rejected: "Hmm."

He simply nodded affirmatively.

The stern father shook his head inwardly, thinking that Xiao Zhun was simply too slow to make a move; they were not destined for each other. It seemed he would remain a bachelor.

While the rest of the family was feeling down, Yan Zhun was secretly pleased, a smile playing on his lips. This scene only made his mother angrier. "Look at President Feng at the company, he already has a boyfriend. You're a single man in your late twenties and you don't even have a girlfriend. How can you be smiling like that?"

Yan Zhun asked, "Are these two things related?"

Yan's mother: "How can it not be a problem? Mr. Feng has only been in the capital for a short time and he's already found a partner. You, who were born and raised in the capital, are still single. You can stay single."

"Don't wear this outfit tomorrow, it doesn't suit you." You don't have the skills of a young person like that, yet you try to copy their style.

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhun glanced down at his coat, not seeing anything wrong with it. "What's wrong with my coat?"

The strict mother was covered in thorns, like a hedgehog. "No problem, I just don't like what I see." She could instantly picture that young man kissing, but it was the young man who she envied who wasn't her son.

Yan Zhun: ".............." This reason is too domineering. We can't exactly make him run around naked, can we?

Yan Feifei clicked her tongue inwardly, feeling so sorry for her brother. He was rejected in the morning and then scolded by his own mother in the evening.

The next morning.

Yan Zhun got up half an hour early to get ready. He stood in front of the wardrobe for a long time, first putting on a gray collarless sweater. After putting it on, he looked in front of the mirror and felt it wasn't quite right. So he changed into a white sweater, and it seemed that white was cleaner.

Next came choosing an outerwear. I tried on all the colors, from dark to light, but in the end, I put on the first gray one. Then I was torn between jeans and sweatpants, whether to wear dark blue or black.

She started trying on clothes again, putting them on and taking them off, putting them on and taking them off repeatedly. In the end, she put on a beige sweater, a dark gray coat, black sweatpants, and sneakers.

He must have wasted some time getting dressed, or perhaps Feng Xiaoni missed him, so she stood at the entrance of the Yan family villa a few minutes early.

When Yan Zhun came out, he saw Feng Xiaoni standing at the entrance of the villa, wearing a white down jacket, gray sweatpants, and black sneakers, with her head down kicking at the fallen leaves at her feet.

He jogged over, his eyes full of apology, "Sorry, I'm late."

Feng Xiaoni looked up at the handsome man. She realized that having someone you like makes you subconsciously pay attention to your appearance. She smiled and said, "It's okay, I just arrived too."

In fact, not only Yan Zhun spent a long time getting ready, but Feng Xiaoni also spent some time choosing clothes in the morning. Even though she didn't wear makeup, she applied some BB cream and drew her eyebrows today.

The two ran side by side without saying a word. Their hearts were drawing closer silently, beating irregularly. Even before they started running, their bodies were already slightly warm.

After running two laps, the two still didn't speak. Yan Zhun tried several times to hold Feng Xiaoni's hand, but was afraid of being seen and violating Feng Xiaoni's promise of a secret relationship.

After finishing the entire run, Yan Zhun reluctantly offered to take Feng Xiaoni home, saying, "I'll take you home."

Feng Xiaoni wanted to say that it was just ahead, but seeing the reluctance in Yan Zhun's eyes, she smiled and agreed, "Okay."

His coat was open, swaying as he walked, the hem brushing against Feng Xiaoni's clothes. Yan Zhun's heart was restless. He looked around, and like a thief, quickly took Feng Xiaoni's hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

When Feng Xiaoni looked up, she met his slightly reddened ears. He seemed even more nervous and shy than she was, which she found adorable.

Seeing her looking at him, Yan Zhun said bluntly, "I want to hold your hand."

Feng Xiaoni's hand was held tightly in his hand, hidden in his pocket, where it was warm. They slowed their pace, and what should have been a few minutes' walk almost took them half an hour.

No matter how slow it is, the destination will eventually be reached; it's just a matter of time. When they arrived at Feng Xiaoni's doorstep, Yan Zhun, like a reluctant child, still wouldn't let go. Feng Xiaoni tried to pull her hand away, but it wouldn't budge.

With a smile, she looked at the adorable man before her and couldn't help but tiptoe and kiss Yan Zhun on the cheek. "Goodbye, let's have dinner together tonight, do you have time?"

Yan Zhun answered without hesitation, "Yes, I'll pick you up from the company."

After thinking for a moment, Feng Xiaoni finally decided not to refuse, "Okay, bye-bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After speaking for a while, Yan Zhun finally let go of Feng Xiaoni's hand and watched her enter the door. Only after the door closed did Yan Zhun turn around and leave. He looked back at the tightly closed door three more times. After walking a distance, Yan Zhun jumped up happily like a child and reached out to touch the tree branches that were taller than him.

He jumped for joy three times, all the way to his front door. Only when he stood at the door did he begin to compose himself, though the smile on his face was impossible to hide. His acting skills weren't as good as his strict mother's.

Ever since her daughter told her mother yesterday that Feng Xiaoni had a boyfriend, her mother has felt unwell all over and couldn't sleep well. She originally wanted to tell her son-in-law about it, but then she thought that since she already had a boyfriend, telling her son-in-law would be useless.

We can't exactly ask our son-in-law to help us snatch it back.

Finally, feeling sad alone, he saw the son of the instigator come in. He looked at him and found him irritating, especially the smile on his son's face. "How can you still smile?" he thought.

Yan Zhun was confused and didn't know what he had done wrong. "What did I do now?"

What do you think?

Yan Zhun: He really didn't know.

Yan Zhun had long forgotten about what happened last night; his mind was filled with the image of Feng Xiaoni kissing him this morning. He had no idea what he had done to upset his mother.

Finally, Yan Zhun was criticized by his mother for more than half an hour before he went upstairs to take a shower. After the criticism, Yan's mother felt much better and looked at her son's back as he went upstairs with a look of disappointment.

Even without turning around, Yan Zhun could feel a chill down his spine.

Yan's Group.

Feng Xiaoni was on the phone with Dong Qiao. They had been talking for several minutes when Dong Qiao's voice came through after Feng Xiaoni stopped talking. There was no surprise in her voice, as if she had already guessed it. "I told you you had feelings for him, but you wouldn't admit it. If you were brave, you would have been together a long time ago. You were together back in Blue City."

Once Dong Qiao understood the logic, she continued to ask, "So, the reason you didn't come out with us during your last few days in Blue City was because Dr. Yan confessed his feelings to you and you were avoiding him. You're really something, you've even learned how to run away."

Feng Xiaoni: "I haven't thought about how to answer yet. It would be so awkward if I saw it. I'm easily embarrassed."

Dong Qiao: "Dr. Yan was quite brave this time, actually coming directly to the company to ask you for an answer. That's pretty impressive. Straight men have their advantages. You're just right for being this blunt and pushing me."

After sharing, Feng Xiaoni knew that Dong Qiao was genuinely happy for her, and that Yan Na would be even happier if she knew. "Qiao, do you want to tell Nana about this?"

"Whatever. If you want to talk, I'll be your mouthpiece. If you don't want to, and you want to spend more time together, I'll put a zipper on myself. It's up to you."

Feng Xiaoni thought for a moment, "It's only the second day, so let's wait a few more days."

"I'll listen to you. It's your choice to decide your love life. Let me know if there's any good news. I wish you happiness."

"Okay, sis."