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

The chirping of insects and the calls of birds, the lush trees, and the artificially planted chrysanthemums, roses, and tulips... all vie for attention and compete for beauty.

Without a close look, it seems as if one has stumbled into a beautiful garden; upon closer inspection, rows of cold, black tombstones stand.

The beautiful flowers only add a different touch to the cold, solemn, and heavy cemetery.

Today is the day for the Lu family to sweep their graves.

The couple didn't wear flashy colors; they opted for classic black and white.

Lu Jinnan was wearing a black t-shirt and gray pants, while Su Xue was wearing a white shirt and black casual trousers. They were squatting in front of the tombstone, burning offerings with her mother-in-law.

Standing to the side, Lu's father glanced at Ji Jiale, who shared the same aura as Ji Hancheng. He saw that the boy was silent and stood obediently to the side, his gaze fixed on the tombstone with sincerity in his eyes.

His height of over 1.8 meters made him particularly eye-catching, especially his handsome face, which made people reluctant to look at him for too long. Even wearing a simple sweatshirt and sweatpants, he could not hide the innate nobility of this child.

Ji Jiale felt the intense scrutiny, but he didn't turn his head and continued to look at the tombstone, standing calmly and composed.

From Mr. Lu's perspective, Ji Jiale was a head and a half taller than Yueyue and half a head taller than Xiaochen. Among them, Ji Jiale was the tallest, even a few centimeters taller than his son. No wonder he took a second look and couldn't help but ask, "Lele, is your father busy this year?"

Ji Hancheng has come every year since he borrowed Grandpa Lu's services, without missing a single one. The reason he didn't come this year was because someone volunteered to come.

However, the Lu family was unaware of this and would inevitably ask casually, not because they wanted Ji Hancheng to come and sweep the tomb.

Ji Jiale remained calm and said naturally, "Yes, Xiaoyu is back."

It's common knowledge that Ji Hancheng dotes on his daughter; it's no exaggeration to say that almost everyone in the capital knows this. So when Ji Jiale uttered those words, everyone present believed it without a doubt.

A gentle breeze blew by, and Lu Yiyue's white long skirt swayed in the wind, unintentionally getting tangled on Ji Jiale's black sweatpants. Spring pants weren't thick, and he could clearly feel the skirt unintentionally rubbing against his legs.

He didn't move, as if nothing had happened. Instead, Lu Yiyue felt embarrassed, tugged at her skirt, and placed her hands on the hem to keep it from fluttering.

When Lu's parents heard Ji Jiale's reason, they didn't say anything, they just smiled.

Unwavering in her belief, Su Xue squatted on the ground. When she looked up, she could see her future son-in-law's three-dimensional, handsome features from his pointed chin up to his face. He was pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at him.

If Yueyue and Lele have a child in the future, their genes and looks will be amazing. Su Xue's thoughts drifted a bit. She coughed to bring herself back to reality. "Cough cough cough, your father's doting on Hanhan and Xiaoyu is beyond words. Especially Hanhan, who caused a lot of trouble when she was little, but Ji Hancheng never hit her once. There is no limit to how much he spoils her."

Mr. Lu chimed in, "They say a daughter is her father's little cotton-padded jacket, and it seems there's some truth to that old saying."

Su Xue continued, "Lele, you don't mind your godmother saying that, do you? Your godmother is just a very straightforward person."

Ji Jiale stood upright, a rare smile playing on his lips, and politely replied, "What my godmother said is true, I don't mind."

Ji Jiale's smile made Su Xue think he was even more handsome. She thought to herself, "He's so handsome!" But she remained calm on the surface and praised him, "Hey, our Lele is so sweet-talking, even sweeter than your dad."

Standing next to Ji Jiale, Lu Qingchen, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, put his arm around Ji Jiale's shoulder. Because of the height difference, this action was very strenuous, like doing a stretching exercise. After a few seconds, he put his arm down, leaned closer, and bumped into Ji Jiale. "Brother Le, it seems that your reputation is much better than your uncle's."

Ji Jiale didn't respond to this, but Lu Yiyue glanced at her carefree younger brother and reminded him to stand properly.

Everyone in the family was wearing long sleeves except for Lu Qingchen, who was wearing short sleeves. When the breeze blew by, only Lu Qingchen hunched his neck.

Lu Jinnan, who was equally convinced, didn't think so. She started to complain, glancing at Ji Jiale, who was a little taller than her, "Your dad is like a donkey that has been used and then discarded, no, he's like a bridge that has been crossed and then destroyed. When he needed my grandfather, he dragged me out of bed on the first day of the Lunar New Year to come and pay respects at his grave. Now that his daughter is back, he's gone on strike. His character is really worrying."

Ji Jiale remained calmly standing there, ignoring whatever Lu Jinnan said. He knew he was responsible for his father's absence today, but he couldn't say anything.

Lu Yiyue glanced at her father, signaling him to watch his words. Receiving his daughter's look, Lu Jinnan toned down his teasing.

Lu Jinnan stopped teasing and squatted down next to Su Xue, saying to Ji Hancheng, "Grandpa, you've been blessing Ji Hancheng for nothing. You're supposed to be a wingman, appearing several times a year. You've been playing the part for so many years, and it's all been for nothing."

The story of how Ji Hancheng pursued his wife by using Old Master Lu had long been a popular topic of conversation in the Lu family. Lu Jinnan had told it countless times. After reviewing the old stories, both the Lu couple, Lu Yiyue, and Lu Qingchen could recite it fluently, even better than reciting ancient poems.

Even the nanny in the Lu family knew better than Ji Jiale how Ji Hancheng had borrowed Old Master Lu's money back then.

Lu's mother patted Lu Jinnan's shoulder, rolled her eyes at her son, and said in a warning tone, "How can you be such a senior? You're being sarcastic. Lele, your uncle is just joking. Don't listen to his nonsense. He's used to teasing your father and he can't keep his mouth shut. The child is here. Be mindful of your image as an elder."

After finishing speaking, Lu's mother glared at Lu Jinnan again.

Ji Jiale nodded to Lu's mother, "It's alright, these are all my dad's memories from when he was young."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yiyue laughed, covering her mouth with one hand. He always managed to make funny things sound serious.

Lu Jinnan: How come this kid can't get angry? His emotions are too stable.

Lu Qingchen nudged Ji Jiale gently again, then turned and whispered in Ji Jiale's ear, "Brother Le, you don't know that Uncle borrowed my great-grandfather, do you? Or I'll write a little essay about it and tell you later."

Suddenly, Ji Jiale really wanted to know the specific process. At home, her father always covered up her mistakes tightly, and she responded indifferently, "Hmm."

"OK, I promise I'll edit it very meticulously, even more meticulously than I would write an 800-word essay."

Lu Yiyue, the older sister, patted his shoulder. It was a warning from her own sister. Her gentle words were full of intimidation. "That's enough. Go and pay your respects to your great-grandfather and great-grandmother. All you do is fuss about trivial things all day long. If you fail any courses or don't get enough credits this semester, you'll be grounded like Xiao Can."

Lu Qingchen, who had just been grinning, instantly turned as cold as frost and shivered. The wind was a bit chilly today. You know, in this family, his grades were all decided by his older sister, and whether he passed or not was also determined by his sister. "Sister, I was wrong, don't take it so seriously. I'll bow down right now, I'll kneel down, okay?"

Lu Yiyue was not amused by her brother's words, but just stared at him. Lu Qingchen knelt down in front of the old master's tombstone, put his hands together, and bowed earnestly.

Ji Jiale, however, curled the corners of his lips when no one could see him, a different thought forming in his mind.

Su Xue's words dealt another blow to her son: "Your sister is right. If you can't even graduate from university, you should just go work on a construction site. Workers' wages are pretty high these days, and we can save you some money by paying one less worker."

Lu Qingchen: ".............." No need to go this far.

The Lu family is united in their pursuit of excellence in education. They are very tacit in this regard. As long as their grandson and son are raised to be outstanding, they will unite as one. The whole family follows Yueyue's standards, which is why Lu Qingchen is very afraid of her sister's threats.

One hour later.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of people stood together. Lu Jinnan and his father were going to the company, Lu's mother, Su Xue, and Lu Qingchen were going home, and Lu Yiyue was going to the studio.

There were three cars in total, and the other one was Ji Jiale's white Lamborghini sports car, which could only seat two people.

Lu Jinnan glanced at the conspicuous bag parked not far away and said to his daughter, "Yueyue, get in the car. Dad will take you to the studio first, and then I'll go to the company with your grandpa..."

"Why bother sending a gift? It's too much trouble. Lele will be passing by Yueyue's studio on her way back to the Ji residence. Why not just have Lele give her a ride? It won't be too much trouble for Lele."

Su Xue interrupted Lu Jinnan.

Lu Jinnan: "............"

Ji Jiale politely asked for the person's opinion, his face expressionless, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or not. "Well, it's on my way. I'm fine with anything. If Uncle is giving me a ride, I'll be going now."

After saying this, Ji Jiale glanced at Lu Jinnan. Lu Jinnan couldn't discern any truth or falsehood in the boy's eyes; they were full of sincerity, which made Ji Jiale feel completely bewildered. He couldn't figure out the boy's true thoughts and even began to doubt whether he was overthinking things.

From childhood to adulthood, Ji Jiale and Lu Yiyue have been considered a perfect match by everyone. The two children have heard this countless times. Many people have urged Tang Junyao and Su Xue to get married. Su Xue really wanted to get married, but Tang Junyao said to let the children have their own ideas and not to force them.

Even though Tang Junyao also liked Yueyue very much, having watched her grow up, she didn't plan to interfere in her son's love life. She hoped that her son and goddaughter could be mutually attracted, but if not, they could still be like brother and sister, and in her eyes, they were all family.

At this moment, I didn't see the slightest sign of him caring about his daughter. Not to mention now, I've never noticed it even normally. This brat is usually very quiet and never takes the initiative to contact Yueyue. If he needs anything, he always asks Xiaochen for help.

Lu Jinnan: Are we going to remove this brat from the list of potential sons-in-law?

Thinking about it this way, Lu Jinnan's worries lessened a bit. He glanced at his daughter, waiting for her decision. Lu Yiyue smiled slightly, very understanding, "Dad, why don't you go directly to the company with Grandpa?"

As she spoke, Lu Yiyue raised her hand and glanced at her blue-strapped watch. "It's a little past 9 o'clock now, and traffic is pretty bad at this time. If you take me to the studio and then to the company, it might be noon. I'll just hitch a ride with my brother; it's on the way and more convenient."

Before Lu Jinnan could say anything, his mother urged, "Alright, let Lele take him. Like Yueyue said, don't make things so complicated. Let's go, the car is coming."

Urged on by his mother, Lu Jinnan reluctantly got into the driver's seat. His father, who had been waiting in the passenger seat, asked, "Are we going or not?" as the car wouldn't start.

The cars started, Lu Jinnan's car was the first to drive away, Su Xue's car was the second. Lu Qingchen wanted to ride in Ji Jiale's car, but as soon as he took a step, Su Xue pulled him back hard. "Get in the car, Lele, please drive slowly."

Ji Jiale nodded, "Okay, godmother."

Following the wind, Su Xue's scolding of Xiao Chen could still be heard: "Are you planning to climb into the trunk? Don't you know what a sports car is?"

The next second, Su Xue's praise blew on the wind to the ears of the two young people, "This kid is really good, polite and handsome."

Lu Yiyue had gotten used to her mother praising Ji Jiale, praising her at least three times a day at home.

The two watched the two cars leave, neither of them getting in first, and stood still.