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

As was her word, the strict mother did not go to find Feng Xiaoni. Instead, she found ways to send food to Feng Xiaoni every day. At first, she had her daughter deliver the food, but eventually she skipped her daughter and had her son deliver it instead.

When Feng Xiaoni was working overtime, Yan's mother asked her son to bring dinner to the company. She also specifically instructed Yan's father to behave as usual and not to put too much pressure on his future daughter-in-law.

Since the whole family knew that Yan Zhun and Feng Xiaoni were dating, they didn't need to deliberately take detours or change cars. That day, Feng Xiaoni wanted to drive Yan Zhun to work. As soon as she opened her eyes, she sent Yan Zhun a message saying that she would drive him. Yan Zhun was naturally willing and excitedly agreed, also wanting to experience what it was like to be driven to work by his girlfriend.

I waited downstairs early.

Seeing that her son showed no sign of leaving, remaining firmly seated on the sofa, the mother casually asked, "Aren't you going to work?"

Does that mean you don't need to take your girlfriend home today?

Yan Zhun replied smugly, "Xiao Ni drove me to work."

Since it was just a playful interaction between the young couple, the strict mother didn't say anything. She deliberately sat calmly on the sofa and turned on the TV, but her mind wasn't on the TV at all. Her eyes kept glancing outside. The glass was wiped very clean by the maid, and she could see the outside scene at a glance.

A short while later.

Yan Zhun straightened his clothes and walked out the door. "Mom, I'm going to work."

"Okay, get back to work."

Yan's mother sat on the sofa, craning her neck. She could see a blue sports car parked outside. She couldn't see the brand, only the car body, which looked very cool.

The maid also saw it: "Madam, the young mistress's car is so beautiful, she must be beautiful too."

The strict mother was happy because she liked to hear nice things. "If you can talk so well, you'll get a 50% raise this month."

The maid who received a raise was overjoyed, and the other maids wanted to speak as well, but Madam Yan stopped them, saying, "No need to say anything, just keep it to yourself. I know my daughter-in-law is beautiful. Alright, get back to work and make sure the windows are spotless."

The blue Mustang had already driven some distance away from the Yan family villa. At the traffic light, a car was following closely behind them. Feng Xiaoni looked at the rearview mirror, turned her head and asked, "A-Zhun, is that car next to you your friend's?"

With the car window open, Yan Zhun turned his head and saw the car next to him. The window rolled down, and Su Yu's face came into view. Su Yu was also stunned when he saw Yan Zhun at first, but then he just nodded slightly. He wasn't a gossipy person, but Guo Guo liked to eat melons, so he still planned to share it with Guo Guo when he got off work.

Yan Zhun, unaware of Su Yu's inner thoughts, was relieved that Guo Guo wasn't in the car. He simply greeted her, "Good morning, what a coincidence."

Su Yu nodded: "A coincidence."

When the green light came on, one of them turned left and the other went straight, and they went their separate ways.

A moment later, Yan Zhun's phone received a text message from Ji Hancheng: "You've been kept?"

Yan Zhun gripped his phone tightly and subconsciously peeked out to look for Ji Hancheng's car, but couldn't find it after searching around.

A few seconds later, a horn sounded from behind a car, honking three times in a row, signaling to Yan Zhun that he was behind him.

Yan Zhun sat back down speechlessly. Was it easy for him to have a relationship? In such a big city as the capital, he could still bump into someone. It was rare for his girlfriend to suddenly decide to take him to work, and Ji Hancheng saw him like that.

When did this guy see it? I only saw Su Yu's car just now. Yan Zhun tried hard to recall.

Feng Xiaoni noticed Yan Zhun was lost in thought. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just saw an idiot."

After saying that, Feng Xiaoni didn't ask any more questions, assuming that Yan Zhun had seen an acquaintance, and focused intently on the road ahead as they drove toward Yan's Hospital.

Yan Zhun put away his phone and replied: You're the one who's being kept, buddy. I'm in a serious relationship.

Ji Hancheng: Does your face hurt? Does it feel like you've been slapped in the face?

Yan Zhun: Same here, you don't get proven wrong as often.

Ji Hancheng: I think love is better than surgery.

Looking at the reply, Yan Zhun had a headache. From now on, he would definitely check the almanac before going out to avoid bad luck, like Han Yue and Ji Hancheng.

n days have passed.

That night, Feng Xiaoni worked overtime until the early hours of the morning for a collaborative project. Yan Zhun rushed to the company to be with her after his surgery. By the time the two of them came out of the office building, it was already 2 a.m.

Feng Xiaoni was very touched. The wind was a bit cold, and Yan Zhun hugged her and walked outside. "If you have to work overtime, just text me. I'll come find you when I'm done."

Feng Xiaoni said, "If you have surgery the next day, you don't need to come. It's not safe to have surgery if you're still sleepy. We have to be responsible for our patients."

Yan Zhun smiled at her kindness and understanding, "Xiao Ni, thank you for your understanding. I will make more time to spend with you. Don't worry, there's no surgery tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the residential area. Feng Xiaoni and Yan Zhun kissed goodbye in the car before Yan Zhun drove back to his home and drove the car into the garage.

When they tried to open the door, they found it was locked from the inside. Yan Zhun tried to open it several times but failed, and the password was also incorrect.

Yan Zhun: "............." He hasn't done anything wrong recently, so why was he kicked out of the house?

I reached into my pocket, took out my phone, and called my sister, my mother, and my father, only to hear mechanical female voices; no one answered.

He sent several messages but received no reply. His messages seemed to disappear into thin air. Feeling suffocated sleeping in the car, Yan Zhun turned and walked towards Feng Xiaoni's house. He hesitated for a moment and knocked on the door.

Feng Xiaoni hadn't gone upstairs yet; she went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water. As she looked at the monitor while holding the glass, she saw Yan Zhun, who had returned, standing at the door.

One stood inside the door, the other outside. Feng Xiaoni asked, "What's wrong? Did you leave something behind?"

Yan Zhun scratched his neck awkwardly. "No, it seems I've been kicked out of my house. I can't get back in."

Feng Xiaoni exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, Auntie locked the door? What's the password?"

Yan Zhun: "They probably thought I wouldn't be home because I was having surgery that night. It seems the secret lock on the door is broken, so I can only open it with a key."

The reason was a bit far-fetched. Yan Zhun smiled awkwardly. Feng Xiaoni seemed to have guessed something. Recently, her aunt hadn't shown the same enthusiasm as Yan Na had mentioned. She had simply brought her food without exposing her.

He stepped aside to let Yan Zhun in, "Come in."

This was the first time the well-behaved Yan Zhun had entered Feng Xiaoni's villa since they started dating. Feng Xiaoni bent down and handed him a pair of slippers. "Wear these."

Yan Zhun looked down and saw that it was a man's shoe. Seeing that he didn't move, Feng Xiaoni smiled and explained, "Don't doubt it, I bought it especially for you. I bought a few pairs when I went to the supermarket, and there are still several pairs in the shoe cabinet."

Compared to Yan Zhun, Feng Xiaoni seemed to have expected this day to come. She and Yan Zhun kissed and hugged in the car, and sometimes they almost went too far, but they held back to the last step.

She wasn't pretentious at all; she warmly welcomed us, asking, "Would you like some water?"

Yan Zhun shook his head. "No, I want to take a shower."

Feng Xiaoni led Yan Zhun upstairs. There were many rooms, but only Feng Xiaoni's room was decorated. The other rooms didn't even have a bed. Only downstairs there was a sofa.

Yan Zhun: ".............." Brother-in-law doesn't need to be so frugal. An extra bed won't cost much, and the Yan family isn't short of money for a bed.

Feng Xiaoni led Yan Zhun into the room. "If you don't want to, I won't do anything to you. There's only one bed in the house. President Lan felt that I couldn't sleep in all the rooms by myself, so she only decorated this one. Do you mind?"

Only a fool would mind. Yan Zhun: "I don't mind, as long as you don't mind."

Feng Xiaoni laughed, "I don't mind. There are your pajamas and bath towels in the closet. Go take a shower."

She's the kind of person who likes to prepare in advance. When she went to the supermarket last time, she saw these daily necessities and prepared them all at once. She didn't think about anything else when she was preparing them; she just wanted to prepare them, that's all.

Yan Zhun felt an indescribable joy. The longer he spent with Xiao Ni, the more he realized that she was very thoughtful and gentle. Beneath her strong and capable exterior lay tolerance, gentleness, understanding, and kindness.

Aside from his family background, Yan Zhun felt that he was marrying above his station. He had many shortcomings in his personality, but Xiao Ni tolerated him and always said that one doesn't have to be perfect in every way, as long as one has a clear conscience.

Half an hour later.

When Yan Zhun came out after taking a shower, Feng Xiaoni was already sitting on the bed. There were two blankets on the bed, and it was clear that the other gray blanket had just been put on.

Yan Zhun changed into the pajamas Feng Xiaoni had bought for him. They fit him perfectly. Feng Xiaoni glanced at them and said, "The color is nice. Is the pillow high enough?"

Yan Zhun nodded, but somewhat awkwardly, making it seem like he was a little girl and Feng Xiaoni was a boy. This made Feng Xiaoni laugh. Luckily, she had prepared two blankets, otherwise Yan Zhun wouldn't have dared to get into bed.

Feng Xiaoni smiled as she thought about it. After Yan Zhun lifted the covers and sat in bed, she reached out and turned off the light.

They both shifted their bottoms and lay down.

For a long while, neither of them spoke. The room was dark and pitch black, and the only sound they could hear was each other's breathing. Their hearts were pounding under the covers. Feng Xiaoni was also a little nervous, clutching the blanket to her neck with both hands.

In the darkness, both of them had their eyes open, scanning the darkness with both eyes, but in reality, they couldn't see anything at all.

An ambiguous, restless atmosphere filled the room. Yan Zhun knew he definitely wouldn't be able to sleep that night if things continued like this, so he turned around and asked, "Xiao Ni, are you asleep?"

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoni turned around to face Yan Zhun. Even without the lights on, she could feel his warm breath on her cheek, and she could tell he was facing her. "Can't you sleep?"

Yan Zhun frankly said, "Um, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Feng Xiaoni: "........."

Seeing that Feng Xiaoni didn't speak, Yan Zhun assumed she was unwilling, "You............"

In the darkness, Feng Xiaoni had already moved closer to the sound. Because it was too dark, she didn't kiss Yan Zhun's lips accurately, but instead kissed the corner of his mouth. Just as she started to back away, Yan Zhun quickly reached out and grabbed her head, pulling it towards him and adjusting the angle so that their lips met.

Ambiguous feelings began to float, and a strong heart beat like a violin string, piecing together a beautiful song, with longing between the lips and teeth.

A blanket was ruthlessly thrown to the floor, leaving only one blanket on the bed. Yan Zhun braced himself on both sides, lowered his head to breathe in more oxygen, whispered in her ear, a blush spreading across his cheeks. A few seconds later, she nodded slightly, and the blanket covered both of their bodies.

Spring follows winter. The temperature rises little by little, and the thin snow outside slowly melts, revealing the tenacious little grass that was pressed down underneath. It shakes its head, moves its body, and is reborn.

The climbing roses had their petals scattered by the cold wind, each bloom in full glory. The vines intertwined freely, and among the intertwined vines were several extremely bright flowers, which were very dazzling.

As dawn broke and the indoor temperature finally dropped, everyone drifted off to sleep. The poor blanket was still lying under the bed, untouched. Perhaps it was forgotten, or perhaps everyone was too busy.

Yan Family Villa.

Yan Feifei was eating in the dining room when she called out to her mother in the living room, "Mom, should I bring breakfast to my future sister-in-law today, or should my brother bring it? Oh, where's my brother?"

Mother Yan's eyes darted around. She was the first one up in the morning to change the door code back to normal. "Ahem, your brother worked overtime last night and should be sleeping in the hospital. Don't call him unless it's absolutely necessary."

"My brother hasn't been working overtime at night for a while now, so why is he starting to work overtime again? Isn't he afraid his girlfriend will run away? He's so immature."

Yan Feifei complained.

The strict father knew his son hadn't come home. Working overtime was a common occurrence for him, and he often didn't come home to sleep when performing surgeries in the middle of the night. He had just been busy with his relationship lately and hadn't been as busy. However, he noticed something was off about his wife's reaction and felt that things weren't as simple as they seemed.

Strict mother: "Hurry up and go to work after you finish eating. Food can't shut you up."

After breakfast, Yan's father and Yan Feifei went to work with questions in mind, leaving Yan's mother alone in the living room texting. She was texting her daughter and son-in-law, who were quite tight-lipped: "Nana, I have to tell you, Xiao Zhun didn't come home last night. He slept at Xiao Ni's house. I think I'm about to become a grandmother."

You could feel the mother's joy from the words. Yan Na simply sent a question mark: ?

Yan's mother sent Yan Na a voice message explaining what had happened. After listening, Yan Na couldn't find any words to praise her mother, so she just sent a thumbs-up.

Around 9:30, in a room inside another villa.

The woman wasn't feeling well; she felt like her body would fall apart if she moved even slightly. She hadn't been this tired even when climbing mountains. Her legs felt like the aftereffects of running a 3000-meter race when she was in school, trembling slightly.

She was completely embraced and couldn't move. She slowly peeked her hand out from under the covers, pinched her brow, and thought, "Male beauty is a trap." She reached for her phone on the bedside table and realized she had overslept. The alarm clock hadn't gone off, and she assumed she had forgotten to set it.

Little did she know that after the event ended last night, Yan Zhun had turned off her phone alarm and silenced it, and had also sent a message to her father asking for leave.

The message was sent using Feng Xiaoni's phone. If his phone were used to ask for leave, it would be equivalent to telling the whole family that they were together last night.

She glanced at the message she had sent, then looked down at the man sleeping soundly against her neck. A beautiful smile curved her lips as she watched him quietly, reaching out to brush away the stray hairs from his forehead.

Yan Zhun's forehead itched, and he frowned slightly. "Don't move, go to sleep." He then snuggled against Feng Xiaoni.

The next second he opened his eyes, realizing where he was. The hand under the covers hadn't let go; he was holding her tightly. "I'll take responsibility. I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself."

Feng Xiaoni hugged her back, "It was my choice, you're very good."

She always encouraged and understood him, never thinking he was wrong. Even if it was a bad habit, she would patiently tell him to change it. Feng Xiaoni gave Yan Zhun all her gentleness, patience, and tolerance outside of work.

Yan Zhun held her tightly, as if trying to embed Feng Xiaoni into his body. After their deep conversation last night, both of them had changed their mindset.

Yan Zhun decided to bring forward his plan to meet his parents. "Xiao Ni, you are really good."

Feng Xiaoni: "You're very good to me too, don't always think you're not good enough."

"Can I meet your aunt? I want to marry you, not because of what happened last night, but because I've had this idea for a long time. I just didn't bring it up because I was afraid you'd think it was too early."

Feng Xiaoni smiled, a beautiful smile. "I'll meet your aunt first. My parents are in Blue City, so there's no rush. They'll let you meet them."

"Okay, whatever you say." After the two made their agreement, Yan Zhun was reluctant to leave Feng Xiaoni's neck and lazily snuggled up there, holding her tightly, unwilling to separate.