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

Before Ji Xinhan could finish her fight, a roaring sound came from afar, getting closer and closer. Leading the way were Han Yue and Ji Hancheng, both riding motorcycles, followed by a large group of bodyguards on motorcycles.

There were about 50 motorcycles, and in an instant, the entire parking lot next to the workshop was filled with 50 motorcycles.

As soon as the bodyguards got out of the car, they automatically split into three groups. One group guarded the entrances to each store to prevent the mercenaries from taking hostages in a desperate situation. Another group rushed up and fought with the mercenaries. The third group protected the three siblings to the safe zone.

It wasn't until he took off his helmet that Ji Jiale saw that his mother had also arrived, and the car following behind his father was his mother's car.

Tang Junyao's eyes instantly reddened when she saw the three children being protected by bodyguards, her vision blurring as she checked each child's body, "Are you hurt? What are you doing here?"

The last question was directed at Ji Xinhan. She was surprised to see her daughter, Tang Junyao, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, but she was more worried.

Ji Xinhan: "Luckily I happened to be passing by today. Maybe Grandpa sent me."

She hadn't had enough and wanted to avenge her brother and sister. She briefly told her mother and was about to turn around and join the battle, intending to wipe them out. Just as she raised her foot, her ankle was grabbed. Ji Hancheng said coldly, "Stop, stand still. Do you want your mother to worry? Stand still."

At this moment, Ji Hancheng was filled with hostility, and the light in his eyes was like a sharp knife that could scare people to death. Ji Xinhan dared not move. He knew that his father was very angry and on the verge of losing his temper.

Ji Jiale hid his hands behind his back and said with dissatisfaction, "You could have been a little later."

Ji Hancheng actually called Han Yue as soon as he received the message from his son, and called over the mecha team they had formed together. It was already the fastest time they could go. At this time, it was impossible to avoid traffic jams at all, unless they formed an aerial acrobatic team.

Ji Hancheng, who never explained anything to the children, simply instructed Han Yue, "Yuezi, go to the studio and disable the surveillance cameras. Yaoyao, take them to the hospital. I'll handle things here."

Tang Junyao checked the children and found that her son and daughter were injured, but Hanhan was unharmed. She clenched her fists tightly, then relaxed them and agreed, "Okay."

As he passed by, he whispered, "Don't let anyone die. Hand it over to the police."

Ji Hancheng: "I know what I'm doing, don't worry. Go to the hospital with your mother."

Ji Jiale instructed Ji Xinhan to go inside and bring Yueyue and Xiaochen out.

He didn't go in immediately, but turned to Ji Hancheng and said, "Dad, give me your coat."

Upon hearing this, Ji Hancheng glanced at his son's injuries, and without saying a word, took off his coat and helped his son put it on. His tone left no room for argument, "Starting tomorrow, I will still arrange bodyguards for you in the shadows. This time, no one needs to think about refusing. You can continue to wear your watches."

Ji Jiale didn't respond, remaining silent and offering no further objections.

Ji Xinyu nodded, not objecting. The night was too dangerous; it was the first time in her life she had experienced a scene from a TV drama.

In the car.

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Tang Junyao was driving, Ji Jiale was in the passenger seat, and four children were sitting in the back: Lu Qingchen, Lu Yiyue, Ji Xinyu, and Ji Xinhan. It was a bit cramped, but since Lu Qingchen was injured, Ji Xinyu sat on Ji Xinhan's lap to make room for them.

Ji Xinhan complained, not knowing the specifics, "Xiao Chen, how come you're so bad at this?"

Lu Yiyue's eyes were red, and it was clear she had been crying. She glanced at Ji Jiale's back in the passenger seat, then at her brother's arm, which was still bleeding. She helped to cover it and explained with a nasal voice, "Those people came to arrest me. Xiao Chen got hurt protecting me."

After she finished speaking, Ji Xinyu nodded. Ji Xinhan, who knew the situation, cursed in a foreign language and apologized. She said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know the situation. You're very brave."

Lu Qingchen's mouth was white from the pain. She glanced at Ji Xinhan and said, "You're slapping me and then giving me a sweet treat."

"Oh dear, my suitcase is still in the taxi." Ji Xinhan suddenly realized that her things were in the taxi. She had completely forgotten that she had come by taxi in her haste to get in.

Ji Xinyu's phone broke, so Ji Jiale took out his phone and sent a message, "I'll help you get it home."

Lu Yiyue subconsciously wanted to check Ji Jiale's injury, but he spoke as usual.

Tang Junyao called Su Xue. Such a big thing happened that she needed to inform Su Xue and Lu Jinnan. She hadn't informed them earlier because she was afraid Lu Jinnan would act recklessly. Ji Hancheng didn't want Lu Jinnan to have anything on his hands.

The call was answered quickly. She drove with one hand on the wheel, "Xiaoxue, to the base, right away."

Su Xue, who was on the other end of the line, sensed the urgency in her best friend's tone, "What happened? Are you injured?"

"Xiao Chen is injured."

"Right away." The call was abruptly ended.

Tang Junyao drove very fast, but also very steadily. Ji Xinhan was seeing her mother drive fast for the first time. "Mom, do you know how to race cars?"

"No, if you shut your mouth, I can shorten the time."

Ji Xinhan shrugged, then checked her sister's injuries and found they were all superficial, so she breathed a sigh of relief. "It's alright, it's alright. Brother, are you badly injured?"

Ji Jiale, who was in front, said casually, "It's not serious, just a minor scrape."

Ji Xinyu didn't expose the truth, but her brother's injuries were definitely more serious than hers. Several times, her brother used his arms and back to shield her from the enemy.

base.

The nurses on duty all came to Tang Junyao's clinic. Ji Xinyu was taken to her own rest room by Tang Junyao. Ji Xinhan and the nurses were helping to clean the wounds. Ji Xinyu had a cut on her shoulder, but the wounds were shallow. Her legs were okay, with shallow cuts. She had bruises and swelling of varying degrees all over her body, but her face was fine.

Lu Qingchen's injuries were more serious; each wound was deeper than Ji Xinyu's. He didn't open his clothes to let the nurses and Tang Junyao treat him. Ji Jiale seemed completely unaffected, his hands in his pockets, leisurely leaning against his mother's desk, showing no intention of taking off his clothes.

"Sister, please go out, I'm embarrassed." Actually, Lu Qingchen was afraid that her sister would feel guilty if she saw this.

Ji Xinyu's wound was treated in no time, and Ji Xinhan took a coat from her mother's wardrobe in the lounge and gave it to Ji Xinyu to wear.

As soon as I came out, I heard this embarrassing remark.

Ji Xinyu leaned close to her brother, and asked softly, "Brother, why don't you take your clothes off? Let Mom see your injury. Yours is definitely more serious than mine."

Ji Jiale responded calmly, "I'm fine. Go to Mom's closet and get a coat for Yueyue."

"Oh." After saying that, Ji Xinyu went back to the lounge, took a coat and handed it to Lu Yiyue. Lu Yiyue did not take it. She glanced at the coat she was wearing. It belonged to Ji Jiale. After a moment of silence, she took off the coat and handed it to Ji Xinyu. Then she put on Tang Junyao's coat.

Ji Xinyu took her brother's coat and put it in the lounge.

Ji Xinhan's carefree attitude doesn't mean she's stupid. With her face so pale, how could she possibly care about being shy? "Sister Yueyue, let's go out. Xiaoyu's bandaged up too. There's a difference between men and women."

Lu Yiyue disagreed. She knew exactly what her brother meant, and her attitude was firm. "I used to help you take a bath when you were little, so hurry up."

Helpless, Lu Qingchen struggled to take off his clothes, and Lu Yiyue immediately stepped in to help. Ji Xinyu and Ji Xinhan came out of the room and waited at the door.

When Lu Yiyue saw the injuries on her younger brother's body, she could no longer hold back and began to sob silently, tears streaming down her face. The nurses helped treat the wounds, and seeing so many wounds was shocking; in several places, the skin and flesh were stuck to the clothes.

Afraid of worrying his sister, Lu Qingchen endured the pain, only frowning but not uttering a sound of pain. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt much." The nurse knew he was holding back, so she was very careful with her hands.

Ji Jiale stared intently at the crying Lu Yiyue, his expression somewhat complicated, lost in thought. Tang Junyao patted Lu Yiyue's shoulder, "Don't worry, the nurse will take care of it. I'll stitch up the deeper wounds later."

"Do I need stitches? Actually, it's not necessary." Lu Qingchen was a little scared. The needle was like a fishhook, so curved that just thinking about it made her shudder.

Tang Junyao pointed to the two wounds on his chest and said, "The others don't need stitches, they'll heal once they scab over. These two wounds are too deep and need to be stitched. Trust my skills, it won't hurt. You clean them up for him, and I'll take care of the rest later."

Nurse: "Okay, Dr. Tang."

Tang Junyao continued making arrangements, handing over the phone and saying to Lu Yiyue, who was still crying, "Use your godmother's phone to call your mother and ask where she is. Tell them you're in your godmother's office, and I'm going to treat Lele's wounds."

After saying that, Tang Junyao took her son's arm and walked towards the lounge.

With red and swollen eyes, Lu Yiyue kept watching Ji Jiale's back. He walked straight and briskly as usual, which relieved her anxiety. She only looked away after the door to the lounge closed and made a phone call to her mother.

Lu Qingchen knew her sister was worried about Brother Le, so after her sister hung up the phone, she comforted her, "Don't worry, Brother Le is much better than me."

Lu Yiyue glanced at the closed door again, wondering what was going on inside. Was the injury really not serious? She looked away and said to her younger brother, "Yes, let the nurse check your back, and your legs. Are there any other injuries?"

"Just my thighs, nurse, I don't want to take my pants off, I'm a little shy, could you just cut them off?"

Nurse: "We usually cut it, let me treat your back injury first."

Lu Qingchen said sweetly, "Thank you, nurse, you're so kind."

Lu Yiyue: "Still being cheeky, even though you're injured like this."

Inside the lounge, Ji Jiale's upper body was covered in glaring wounds, crisscrossing knife marks. His back was injured from shielding his sister from a knife, and from puncturing the mercenaries' tires.

Seeing her son so badly injured yet still acting like nothing happened, Tang Junyao sniffed, tears welling up in her eyes, hot and choked up, "Are you stupid? Aren't you afraid something will happen in this situation? You think covering it up with a coat will make everything alright?"

Ji Jiale couldn't bear to see her mother and sisters cry. "Mom, I'm really fine. You handle it. Are you going to let Xiaoyu and Hanhan take the blame for me?"

He's the older brother; he'd risk his life for him.

With tears in her eyes, she carefully tended to her son's wound, being extremely cautious for fear of hurting him. After tending to it for a while, heaven knows what Tang Junyao was feeling as she treated her son's wound, and how she stitched it up. When she finished stitching the last stitch, the tears that Tang Junyao had been holding back finally fell.

She wished those wounds were on her, not on her son.

Throughout the entire ordeal, this silly son didn't utter a single cry of pain. His understanding was heartbreaking, and I couldn't help but hug him. "Mommy will help you propose marriage, okay?"

A few seconds later, Ji Jiale stepped out of her mother's embrace, raised her hand to wipe away her mother's tears, and said, "Mom, it's not time yet, let's wait a little longer."

Tang Junyao knew what her son was waiting for, "Lele............."

He interrupted his mother, knowing what she wanted to say, "Mom, I have a plan."

Meeting her son's determined gaze and pleading eyes, Tang Junyao relented. She turned away, wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and went to the wardrobe to take out a set of Ji Hancheng's clothes, placing them on the bed. "Your father's clothes are mostly suits and shirts. This black one should fit you perfectly. Don't worry, Mom won't say anything while I'm outside."

"Thank you, Mom."

Tang Junyao gave her son a smile, reached out, and ruffled Ji Jiale's hair as she did when he was a child. Her son had grown into a young man.

With mixed feelings, he left the lounge, closed the door behind him, and saw Su Xue stitching up Lu Qingchen's stitches while shedding tears.

Seeing that her mother's vision was blurry, Lu Qingchen was genuinely afraid that her mother would prick the wrong spot. "Mom, be gentle, it hurts. Can you please stop crying? If you cry, you'll prick the wrong spot. Please wipe your tears first, I'm afraid you'll prick the wrong spot."

Su Xue wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and carefully said in a choked voice, "I've been very gentle. Any gentler and it won't go into the flesh. It'll be over soon, the last needle."

Lu Yiyue, worried about Ji Jiale, quickly stepped forward to ask, "Godmother, is brother... is he seriously injured?"

Tang Junyao's expression had returned to normal, and she smiled faintly, "Lele is alright, she only suffered some minor cuts and bruises, nothing serious."

"real?"

As they spoke, the door to the lounge opened, and Ji Jiale walked out under everyone's gaze, nodding slightly as if the conversation between the mother and son had just passed by.

Lu Yiyue breathed a sigh of relief, as she could not see any injuries on Ji Jiale's body.

After getting her stitches done, Su Xue learned the whole story from her son. She thanked her handsome future son-in-law, sniffed, and wiped away her tears. "Lele, thank you so much, godmother. If it weren't for you guys, I can't even imagine which heartless bastard would have kidnapped Yueyue instead of coveting her. He's really crazy."

"Godmother, it's what I should do." Meeting Lu Jinnan's gaze, Ji Jiale added, "I'm the older brother."

On his way there, Lu Jinnan called Han Yue and Ji Hancheng. They both said that the matter had been resolved and that he didn't need to come. Before hanging up, Han Yue teased him, saying that the bodyguards he had assigned to his daughter were too weak.

Finally, Han Yue told him that he would send four bodyguards to protect Yueyue the next day before hanging up the phone.

Lu Jinnan was genuinely grateful to Ji Jiale this time, and he still couldn't bear to think about it too much after hearing what his son had said.

"Thank you for protecting our Yueyue."

Chi Chia-lo: "It's not just my achievement."

After treating her wounds, Su Xue cried countless times throughout the night and praised Ji Jiale countless times. Later, Tang Junyao, fearing that her son's injury was too serious to bear, said she had to go home and lied that Ji Hancheng was waiting at home.

Then they all went home.