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

The next morning.

Ji Family Cemetery.

Every year, Grandpa Ji's garden is the most eye-catching place in this cemetery. The flowers and trees there, whether they are flowering or not, grow very well. The green leaves are as shiny as if they have been waxed, and they are exceptionally pleasing to the eye under the warm sun. Various flower heads huddle together, peeking out and vying to be the queen of flowers.

The group stood in the cemetery and paid their respects to each ancestor in order, starting with the ancestors and then moving on to Grandpa Ji.

When they reached the tombstone to pay their respects to Grandpa Ji, Ji Jiale knelt down, kowtowed to the tombstone, and knelt on the ground to help place the bouquet. Ji Xinyu knelt down beside her brother.

Ji Hang and Yuan Shu nodded slightly as they watched their grandson and granddaughter's actions. Although the cemetery was cleaned very well, there was still dust if they knelt directly on it, especially since the grandson's pants were gray and the granddaughter's were white.

Tang Junyao squatted down, took out a stack of calligraphy brushes from a bag and handed them to her son, "Lele, you can burn these for your great-grandfather yourself."

Ji Jiale took it and responded faintly, "Mm."

Every year, Ji Jiale would organize the calligraphy he had written throughout the year and bring it to the cemetery to burn in front of his great-grandfather's tombstone, as a way of letting his great-grandfather inspect it.

There was a lot of paper, and they worked non-stop for a year, 365 days a year. Ji Xinyu helped take some and burned it. No one took this task from them; they only let the two siblings do it.

Ji Hancheng, dressed in a suit and tie, stood in front of his grandfather's tombstone, his lips pursed in silence, silently pondering what he was saying and what he was asking for.

Yuan Shu squatted down and wiped the tombstone. Even though it was very clean, she wiped it every time she came. "Dad, today we're missing Hanhan, that naughty little devil. You and Mom, please pray that this child will be safe and sound during training and won't get hurt."

"Grandpa, Lele has handed in all her homework. Please check it carefully. The children are all doing well. Hancheng and I are doing well too. You and Grandma can rest assured. Hanhan is the naughtiest and most troublesome person in the family."

Tang Junyao also chimed in with a few words.

Half an hour later, the fire was extinguished and the things were tidied up. Ji Jiale helped his sister stand up. Tang Junyao bent down to pat her daughter's dirty knees but was stopped by Ji Xinyu, "Mom, no need, it's okay."

Then she patted her knees and helped her brother pat his knees. Ji Jiale gestured to his sister that she didn't need to pat her knees, and took out a wet wipe from the pocket of his sweatshirt and handed it to her.

Ji Xinyu took the wet wipes, pulled one out to wipe her hands, stuffed the rest back into her brother's pocket, and left the cemetery with her brother's arm in hers.

Butler Ji and his wife did not leave, but asked to stay and keep the old man and the old lady company. Yuan Shu agreed, knowing that the two had a deep affection for the old man.

At the top of the steps, Ji Xinyu turned to Tang Junyao and asked, "Mom, are Aunt and Uncle coming tomorrow morning? Do they have any other plans for this afternoon?"

Following behind, Tang Junyao replied, "You're free to do whatever you want this afternoon. You can go wherever you want. We need to go to Grandma's place tomorrow morning."

Upon arriving at the foot of the mountain, Ji Hancheng stood by the car door, glanced at his son, and instructed, "Help Grandpa and Grandma get home. I'm going to the company. Xiaoyu, Dad's leaving. If you want to go to the company, come over yourself."

"Okay, Dad, I know. I plan to go to Yueyue's studio later and then come find you, okay?"

Ji Xinyu knew that her father actually wanted her to go to the company, but he didn't say it directly.

Tang Junyao: That's true. I have to bring my daughter with me when I go to the company.

Ji Hancheng smiled at Tang Junyao, a hint of smugness in his eyes, and said cheerfully, "Okay, tell Dad what time you're coming over. Yaoyao, I'm leaving."

Tang Junyao: "............."

"Okay, drive slowly."

Ji Xinyu waved, "Goodbye, Dad. Be careful."

After Ji Hancheng's car left, Tang Junyao opened the door of the van for her parents-in-law to get in, and then got in herself.

Once everyone was seated, Ji Jiale started the car and drove towards the Ji residence.

An hour later, the car arrived at the Ji residence.

Back home, Ji Xinyu and Ji Jiale went to their respective rooms to shower and change clothes.

Forty minutes later, Ji Xinyu came downstairs first, having changed her style. She wore white wide-leg pants, a beige base layer, and a hazy blue cardigan over it. Her straight hair was still loose, and she wore light makeup, just a layer of cushion foundation, her eyebrows done, and a nude lipstick.

Tang Junyao stood downstairs, noticing her daughter wasn't carrying a backpack. "Not bringing a bag?"

Ji Xinyu shook her head and held her phone in the air. "I'm not bringing it. It's just one phone, and it's too much trouble to carry around. It's too tight around my neck."

"Grandpa, is your leg bothering you today?"

Ji Hang, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his head. Tang Junyao saw that her daughter was unwilling and didn't say anything more. She didn't like carrying bags either. She glanced at her father-in-law and daughter chatting in the distance, then turned around and followed Yuan Shu to the kitchen to clean up the things brought back from the cemetery.

A few minutes later, Ji Jiale came downstairs while tidying his clothes. He had changed into a pair of dark jeans, a white shirt, and a long khaki trench coat.

I walked straight to the door, bent down to pick out shoes, and finally chose a pair of pure white sneakers.

Ji Xinyu stared at her brother for a few minutes, then said a simple goodbye to Ji Hang, "Grandpa, I'm leaving." Then she walked towards the door.

Ji Hang turned to look at the door and asked, "Are you guys going to play together?"

Ji Xinyu didn't know how to respond to this. She was going to find Sister Yueyue, and she had no idea where her brother, dressed so handsomely, was going.

Just as his younger sister was pondering how to answer, Ji Jiale responded, "Okay, I'll take Xiaoyu there."

Ji Hang nodded, no longer asking questions, only instructing, "Be careful."

"Okay, Grandpa, Mom, goodbye Grandma."

Tang Junyao poked her head out from inside the kitchen and called out to the door, "Okay, sure."

Outside the door, Ji Xinyu looked up at her brother with a question in her mind and asked, "Brother, are you going to Yueyue's studio too?"

"Yes, Dad told me to go to work at the company. I ordered clothes from Yueyue."

Ji Xinyu suddenly realized, snapped her fingers, and praised, "Oh, how come I didn't think of that? You're so smart, brother, so thoughtful and resourceful."

Ji Jiale didn't respond to her sister's praise, but directly made the arrangement, "Four wheels, please."

"Fine, you drive. I don't like four-wheeled vehicles."

In the car, Ji Jiale was driving, and Ji Xinyu was sitting in the passenger seat texting Lu Yiyue: Sister Yueyue, are you at the studio?

Lu Yiyue replied quickly: Yes, are you coming over?

Ji Xinyu: Yeah, I'm coming to your place to visit now, I'm already on my way.

Lu Yiyue: Okay, I'll wait for you at the store. What flavor of milk tea would you like? I'll order now, and it will be ready when you arrive.

After reading the message, Ji Xinyu turned to her brother and asked, "Brother, what flavor of milk tea do you want?"

"I don't drink milk tea."

"But Yueyue, wait a bit, how about I get you some coffee?" Ji Xinyu asked, tilting her head.

Ji Jiale thought for a moment, "Hmm, cappuccino, I guess."

"Okay, then I'll tell Sister Yueyue." After saying that, Ji Xinyu lowered her head and typed: One durian milk tea, one cappuccino.

Lu Yiyue: You can't order like that. If you want to eat, I'll order for you next time. Drinking two glasses together can upset your stomach.

After reading the message, Ji Xinyu laughed and said, "Sister Yueyue thought I drank both cups by myself. I could tell from the message that she was so nervous, hehe. What kind of person can be with someone as gentle as Sister Yueyue? I think it must be quite difficult to be Uncle Lu's son-in-law. Uncle Lu is very protective of you."

Ji Jiale smiled, his eyes unfathomable, "There's nothing wrong with keeping a close eye on things."

Ji Xinyu typed a line on her phone: "And my brother, he said he ordered clothes from you and came to check on the progress."

After sending the message, Lu Yiyue did not reply quickly; several minutes passed without a response.

Seeing that there was no reply to the message, Ji Xinyu looked up and continued to talk to her brother about the topic they had just discussed. "What's so good about Uncle Lu keeping such a close eye on you? Even you can't play with Yueyue alone. I used to think there was a chance for you and Yueyue to be paired up by the uncles and aunts, but you two almost became real siblings."

Glancing at her phone, still no reply to the message, Ji Xinyu leaned back lazily in her chair, tugging at her cardigan. "Hmm, I remember when I was in school, there was a couple in my class who were verbally paired up by others, like you and Yueyue. The elders always said you should be together, that you're a good match. Some people say there are quite a few successful cases of these couples being paired up, because being constantly matched up makes you subconsciously pay attention to each other. Brother, do you subconsciously pay attention to Yueyue?"

Ji Jiale replied quickly, "No."

Ji Xinyu realized that her brother had no feelings for Yueyue at all, and she was a little disappointed. "Okay, you're an exception. You've been paired up with so many times but haven't managed to team up. It seems that you two are not meant to be."

Ji Jiale reminded his sister, "I'm her brother. Don't say things like that in front of our godfather anymore, do you hear me?"

"I understand. Although Uncle Lu is wary of someone who might be his son-in-law, you and Yueyue are like siblings. Even if he says something, it's fine. Don't worry, I'm not a gossip."

Ji Jiale: "I don't want to explain."

Ji Xinyu shrugged, glanced at her brother's unchanging expression, which seemed to say, "I know you find it troublesome, don't worry."

Fearing her brother wouldn't trust her, Ji Xinyu even made a zipper-like motion.

Lu Yiyue replied to the message, but it was very simple, just one word: Okay.

Meanwhile, inside the Onlyly studio, Lu Yiyue was wearing a long floral dress with a long white cardigan over it, and black flats.

Her slightly wavy hair was tied up with a light blue ribbon in a bow, and a black pencil was stuck in her hair. Her makeup today was on the gentle side.

He tapped the table and instructed his assistant, "Wenwen, if my dad asks you about my studio in the future, you don't need to tell him everything. He's just worried about me, and I don't want him to worry. You don't need to tell my dad about things like yesterday. The matter has been resolved, so there's no need to make him worry."

The assistant nodded. "I know, Mr. Lu asked me about it yesterday, and I said it was fine."

Lu Yiyue was very satisfied with her assistant's performance and gave her a thumbs up. "You're great. I've ordered you some milk tea."

"Sister Yueyue, is Mr. Lu afraid you'll date?"

"My dad has automatically categorized all men as potential sons-in-law, haha. He keeps a close eye on anyone who brushes past me. He's really busy." Lu Yiyue said this with a smile.

The assistant seemed to understand what Sister Yueyue meant by waiting for time yesterday, but also seemed not to understand, remaining somewhat confused.