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

Not long after.

Ji Jiale's car arrived at the entrance of the studio.

As soon as the car came to a stop, before Ji Jiale could even turn off the engine, Ji Xinyu opened the door, jumped out, and headed straight for the studio. After stepping inside, she backed out and glanced up at the log on the door.

I stepped inside again and asked, "Sister Yueyue, is there any meaning behind the name of your studio?"

After saying that, Ji Xinyu carefully examined Lu Yiyue's outfit today: gentle, beautiful, fashionable, and a career woman with a blend of softness and strength.

I felt a pang of regret once again, thinking that my brother must have something wrong with his eyes. It's such a shame that they can't be a couple despite their looks.

Lu Yiyue glanced at the man who came in through the door. His outfit, tight on the inside and loose on the outside, was very trendy and gave people a refreshing and comfortable feeling. His clothes were low-key, but they couldn't hide his noble and handsome appearance. Ever since she started working as a designer, she would subconsciously observe everyone's clothes.

Dark, deep eyes met clear, gentle, beautiful eyes, and they stared at each other for a few seconds.

Lu Yiyue looked away, handed the milk tea on the table to Ji Xinyu, and explained naturally, "My surname is Lu, and the last character is the first letter of Yue. It's not as complicated as you think."

After saying that, Lu Yiyue handed the coffee to Ji Jiale, a smile playing on her lips and tenderness spreading in her eyes, "Brother, here's your coffee."

Ji Jiale's eyes darkened, and he extended his slender fingers to take it. "Thank you."

Ji Xinyu took a big sip of warm milk tea and automatically translated, "It's delicious. So, does that mean you're the only Yueyue in the Lu family?"

"You could say that. Why did you come here today? Didn't you go to sweep the tombs this morning?" Lu Yiyue asked, handing a cup of warm milk tea to her assistant and taking a sip herself. A few drops of lipstick stained the white paper straw.

After taking the milk tea, the assistant Wenwen glanced at Ji Jiale, then disappeared back to the bar.

While the two women were talking, Ji Jiale acted like an outsider, neither disturbing nor interrupting. He merely glanced at Lu Yiyue's attire for a few seconds before sitting down on the small sofa, casually flipping through a catalog. He held a cup of coffee in his hand, took a sip, and placed it on the coffee table, as if he had truly come to look at suits today.

Ji Xinyu wandered around the huge studio, holding a milk tea in her hand and taking a sip every now and then. Lu Yiyue led her around, opening each door for her younger sister to visit.

"I went to sweep the tombs this morning, and after that I came here. My brother said he wanted to come and see the styles of clothes, so we came together."

Lu Yiyue smiled and emphasized the word "brother," "Yes, brother just took my measurements yesterday, but the style hasn't been decided yet. You can take a look today, brother. There's a catalog over there, take a look yourself."

Upon hearing this, Ji Jiale paused in his coffee-drinking motion. The repeated shouts of "brother" today had been quite loud and jarring, making him feel uneasy. However, he readily agreed, "Mm."

Lu Yiyue took Ji Xinyu to the storage room to look at the fabrics and the exhibition area, explaining everything to her. After seeing everything, Ji Xinyu praised, "This place is really well done. Yueyue, is the decor style European?"

The luxurious decor reflects the high price of the studio's custom-made services, indicating that it targets the high-end private customization market.

Lu Yiyue replied, "Yes."

Then she turned around, took the fabric sample that her assistant had brought out yesterday, and sat down opposite Ji Jiale. "Brother, take a look at this fabric. Is this material suitable for your suit?"

"Brother again, you've really gotten addicted to calling me that." He picked up his coffee, took a sip to moisten his throat, took a small piece of fabric, rubbed it between his fingertips, and touched it. It felt very nice. He said casually, "Hmm, okay, you decide."

The sofa sank in, and Ji Xinyu sat down on it, holding her milk tea. She snatched the fabric from her brother's hand, touched it, and held it up in the air. The sequins inside the fabric were visible to the naked eye; they were very small, but you could see them up close—they were very pretty. "This fabric is nice, brother. It would definitely look great in a suit. Have you chosen a style yet?"

Ji Jiale chimed in, "No, you can decide on the style."

"Okay." Lu Yiyue accepted without hesitation.

She bent down to sit down, and at that moment the light blue ribbon came undone, and her cool brown curly hair fell down. A strand of hair brushed against the back of Ji Jiale's hand as she flipped through the picture book, tickling her like a feather brushing against her heart.

He looked up and a faint smile appeared on his lips. Lu Yiyue's eyes were clear as water. She was already tying her hair, and the ribbon was tied back on her hair, hanging down naturally.

She tidied her bangs, placed the black pen on the coffee table, looked at Ji Xinyu, and smiled gently. "Xiaoyu, didn't you just say you liked the white cardigan I'm wearing? I'll buy you one later. It comes in two colors, white and black. Which color do you like?"

Ji Jiale stared intently at Lu Yiyue, as if trying to imprint her current appearance into his mind. After about a minute, realizing that Lu Yiyue hadn't looked at him at all, he looked away and continued flipping through the picture book with boredom.

Lu Yiyue glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, a slight smile playing on her lips, but her gaze remained fixed on Ji Xinyu, waiting for his reply.

Ji Xinyu has always liked light-colored clothes. "White, just like you. When they arrive, we'll wear them together and we'll be matching outfits."

Lu Yiyue thought for a moment, "Then why don't I buy one for Hanhan too?"

Ji Xinyu hurriedly refused, waving her hands repeatedly, "Sister, please don't. Hanhan can take this dress and ask you to change it to green or a shorter version, so please don't bother."

These words made Lu Yiyue laugh. But then she thought about it and realized that Hanhan's personality was indeed not suited to a gentle style, and this outfit was not suitable for fighting.

Ji Jiale, sitting opposite him, unconsciously curled the corners of his lips into a smile.

The two siblings had lunch at the studio. Around 1 p.m., Ji Xinyu and her brother left the studio and went to the Ji Group.

Ji Group.

Ji Xinyu and her brother walked side by side toward the private elevator. After passing through facial recognition, the two siblings entered the private elevator under the watchful eyes of everyone, some of whom were already whispering among themselves.

The two were already used to it, so they didn't comment and walked towards their father's office on their own.

Passing by the secretariat, Ji Xinyu ran into Xu Mingkai, who was also preparing to go into his father's office. She greeted him politely, "Hello, Uncle Xu."

Ji Jiale nodded, which was considered a polite greeting.

Xu Mingkai smiled back. After getting married and becoming a father, Xu Mingkai had become more mature and steady. "Miss is here. Young Master Ji has asked me countless times this afternoon if you've arrived yet."

Ji Xinyu smiled slightly, "My dad just misses me. I'll go in."

Xu Mingkai was the last to go in, following behind Ji Jiale. He thought to himself that the young master's cold face was really similar to that of Young Master Ji, and he was also a man of few words.

The office was like a tea party, with Ji Hancheng having Xu Mingkai prepare snacks, milk tea, and cakes in advance.

Ji Jiale took off his trench coat, sat down on the sofa with his legs spread apart, squinted at the snacks on the coffee table, and was speechless.

Ji Xinyu simply tore open the packaging and started eating.

Ji Jiale: "Not full?"

Lowering her voice, she said, "Are you full? Even if you're already full, you still have to eat what Dad prepared."

As she spoke, she picked up the milk tea and took a sip. Ji Xinyu felt embarrassed to refuse the deep love she felt for her father, and she didn't want him to be disappointed. However, she felt a little full after drinking two cups of milk tea a day.

I don't think I've finished excreting the drink I had at the studio yet.

Oh well, I'll just have to make a few more trips to the toilet later, it'll just use up more tissues.

Ji Jiale glanced at his younger sister, then at her stomach; she could really drink that much.

After signing the documents Xu Mingkai brought in, Ji Hancheng stood up, straightened his clothes, and then sat down next to his daughter. "How's the renovation going for Yueyue?"

"It's great, it looks very high-end."

Ji Xinyu answered while chewing on snacks.

Suddenly, Ji Hancheng changed the subject completely, turning to Xu Mingkai, who had already reached the door, and asked, "What grade does your wife teach again?"

"Huh? Shanshan?"

Ji Hancheng looked at Xu Mingkai as if he were an idiot and retorted, "Have you gone mad from being a father for a few years? Is he our Yaoyao?"

Xu Mingkai laughed. He didn't bother arguing with someone who had an endocrine disorder. His wife's emotions were very stable, and since they slept together every day, he had become like her and his emotions had started to stabilize as well. "Our Shanshan is a homeroom teacher and Chinese language teacher for the first year of high school at Dijing Middle School."

Ji Hancheng: You're still talking about your Shanshan? It's like nobody doesn't have a wife.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xinyu became curious, "Which class does Auntie teach in the first year of high school?"

Xu Mingkai replied, "Class 1."

Ji Xinyu suddenly burst into laughter. Ji Jiale knew what his sister was laughing about, so he smiled and Ji Hancheng laughed too. The three of them laughed together, leaving Xu Mingkai completely bewildered.

"Is there a problem?"

Ji Hancheng straightened his cuffs, raised an eyebrow, and smiled. "Doesn't your wife talk to you about school?"

"I won't say." He doesn't know anything about teaching, and besides, he can't give his wife any advice on teaching.

Xu Mingkai's wife is not only emotionally stable, but also understanding. She never tells Xu Mingkai about the unpleasant things at school, but only brings the funny things home. She also manages the household perfectly. The children's elementary school homework is a piece of cake for her, and Xu Mingkai never has to worry about it. Picking them up and dropping them off is Xu's parents' job.

Ji Hancheng kindly reminded her, "Take better care of your wife. Teaching is quite stressful, especially since there are two students in the class who are ranked last and second to last."

Xu Mingkai: "............." Doesn't every class have a student who is last and a student who is second to last? His son's class has them too.

That's normal.

Finally, Xu Mingkai left the office with questions, planning to ask his family's Chinese teacher when he got home that evening.

With Xu Mingkai gone, only three people remained in the office. Ji Hancheng unbuttoned his suit jacket, revealing his white shirt underneath, crossed his legs, and struck a pose like a boss. He glanced at his son, who was sitting opposite him with his legs slightly apart, and asked, "Did you go to the studio with Xiaoyu?"

Ji Jiale looked at her father for a few seconds, then looked away. "Well, you asked me to come work at the company, right? I'm going to get a suit made."

Upon hearing this, Ji Hancheng smiled, a meaningful smile, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, "Quite a coincidence."

Ji Jiale didn't respond to this, but Ji Xinyu, who was eating snacks and drinking milk tea, chimed in, "Brother took the measurements yesterday and is going to order the style today."

On second thought, although her brother did go, it seems that he didn't make the decisions. Yueyue chose all the fabrics and styles, so it seems like her brother went for nothing.

Ji Xinyu thought it was a pity that her brother wasn't interested in Yueyue; she really liked having such a gentle sister-in-law.

Ji Hancheng stared intently at his son, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "So eager."

Ji Jiale didn't look up, but kept her gaze down at the snacks on the table, and responded faintly, "Mm."

Because of his son and daughter's arrival, Ji Hancheng left work early. Before his daughter arrived, he asked Xu Mingkai to move all the meetings forward. When he went home, Ji Xinyu sat in the passenger seat of her father, while Ji Jiale drove home alone.

In the car.

Ji Hancheng suddenly asked, "Xiaoyu, what kind of sister-in-law do you want?"

This topic successfully diverted Ji Xinyu's attention. She turned her head to look at the driver's seat, her tone filled with worry, "Dad, you're not planning to send my brother on a blind date, are you?"

My brother has never liked this kind of arranged marriage. He had already warned our father about it and was very opposed to it.

If Dad insists on doing it, Dad and brother might end up arguing. Ji Xinyu plans to sound out his brother first, just in case something unpleasant happens.

"No, if I were to send your brother on a blind date, would he give up his status as heir?" He knew his son's temperament perfectly well.

After saying that, Ji Xinyu patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, thank goodness. Dad, your sudden question scared me to death. I thought you were going to arrange a blind date for my brother."

"What does Dad mean? Does he want to urge my brother to find a girlfriend? But my brother seems to be immune to women. He doesn't accept love letters and doesn't talk to girls unless it's us or Yueyue and the others."

After thinking for a moment, Ji Xinyu expressed her thoughts, "But my brother isn't attracted to Yueyue. I don't understand what he's thinking. Maybe it's just not meant to be."

Ji Hancheng: "Your brother said he's not attracted to Yueyue?"

Ji Xinyu nodded vigorously and said in a serious tone, "Yeah, I was complaining about it in my brother's car today. He told me not to talk nonsense in front of Uncle Lu. He said that he and Sister Yueyue are like brother and sister. I asked him what it was again. Let me think."

Ji Xinyu tried hard to recall what she had said to her brother in the car, but couldn't remember it after thinking for a long time. Mainly because she had said too much today, she really couldn't remember it for a moment. "Anyway, I asked my brother if he was attracted to Sister Yueyue, and my brother said no, yes, my brother said no, I'm sure."

Upon hearing this, Ji Hancheng snorted, "You brat, Dad was just asking casually, don't tell your brother."

"Huh? Oh, I won't say."

Ji Xinyu: What's going on today? My brother told her not to talk nonsense in front of Uncle Lu, and my dad told her to keep it a secret. She's practically a member of the secret service now.