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

night.

Ji Xinhan drove Ji Xinyu back to the Ji residence and bumped into Ji Hancheng, who had just returned from the company.

Ji Hancheng glanced at his daughter, Ji Xinhan, who was walking with long strides. "Is the food at Xiaoyu's cafeteria good?"

"It was quite delicious, but the class was so boring." Ji Xinhan recalled the professor's lectures, which were no different from lullabies; it was too easy to fall asleep.

Ji Xinyu followed behind, walking slowly. "That's because you don't like medicine. If you were learning combat sports today, you'd be as energetic as if you'd been injected with chicken blood."

Tang Junyao overheard their conversation and analyzed, "It's a matter of personality. Different personalities like different things. Some people like quiet, some like noise, some like white, some like black. Professor Xiaoyu's teaching style is universally acknowledged as excellent, but it becomes a lullaby for you. That's also due to personality, because of different preferences, otherwise..."

"Stop, Mom, I only have one sentence, can you write a whole essay about it?"

Tang Junyao laughed, "I'm just telling you that you shouldn't verbally criticize things you don't like. It's very impolite. You can't define things you don't like as bad."

Ji Xinhan nodded hastily, afraid that her mother would continue to lecture her. She had only said it casually and did not say outside that the professor's teaching was like a lullaby.

She understood what her mother meant. From a young age, her mother taught them not to gossip about others. Even if you don't like something, you should keep it to yourself. This is basic manners and respect. Just because you don't like something doesn't mean it's wrong; it just means you don't like it.

She understood the principle and always remembered it.

During dinner.

Ji Hancheng served food to his two daughters and wife, and said, "Hanhan, Dad will take you to school tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, the strong-willed Ji Xinhan refused, "No need, didn't I come back by myself?"

Tang Junyao knew that the man was worried about his daughter. This incident had cast a shadow over everyone's hearts to varying degrees, so she advised, "Listen to your father. He'll drop you off at school and come back. He won't stay at the hotel next door."

Ji Xinyu nudged her sister, signaling her to agree. Ji Xinhan wasn't very willing, but said, "Okay."

The next morning, Ji Xinhan urged her father to get up.

Ji Hancheng used a private jet to send Ji Xinhan back to school. He brought 30 bodyguards with him on the trip, but only brought 15 back with him. The other 15 were left abroad.

One week later.

Ji Jiale had almost fully recovered and planned to go to work with Ji Hancheng. She put on the suit that Lu Yiyue had given her and was in a good mood.

During his injury, Ji Jiale did not go to the studio again, for fear of discovering his injury, and he also obediently confined himself to the Ji residence.

When Tang Junyao pushed open the door, she saw her son adjusting his cuffs. Looking at the suit he was wearing, she asked, "Did Yueyue make this?"

"Hmm." They even gave me a tie.

After buttoning up his cuffs, Ji Jiale took out a tie from the drawer and put it on. Tang Junyao was pleased and said nothing more. She could tell from her son's face that he was happy, probably not because he was going to work, but because of the clothes he was wearing.

Dressed neatly, Ji Jiale received a text message on his phone. He unlocked his phone, glanced at the message, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips. Tang Junyao smiled back, then stepped out of the room and carefully closed the door behind her.

The message was sent by Lu Yiyue: All the best, keep it up.

Ji Jiale paused on the screen for a moment, then replied: Okay.

Lu Yiyue: Does the clothing fit?

Ji Jiale replied quickly, as if without thinking, sending the standard answer: I like it very much.

Lu Yiyue smiled as she stared at the three words in the reply: Do you like gray and white?

After reading the message, Ji Jiale understood: black.

Lu Yiyue received the message and replied: Okay.

Ji Jiale stood there holding his phone for a while, but no more messages came. After thinking for a moment, he typed a line on the screen: What is the price of this custom order?

Half a minute later, the chat interface showed that the other person was typing, and then it stopped. After a few seconds, the other person was typing again. He guessed that she was thinking of numbers: "Take your time to calculate, and send it to me when you're done, and I'll transfer it to you."

A few seconds later, a string of numbers appeared on the screen, sent by Lu Yiyue: 574200, the price for two folded items.

He stared at the string of numbers on the screen for a long time before replying: Okay.

He exited the chat interface and transferred the money to Lu Yiyue's bank card according to her price.

Upon receiving the message, Lu Yiyue sent a "Happy Cooperation" emoji and a "Welcome to come again next time" emoji, with the message: "Received, keep it up."

Ji Jiale couldn't help but smile as he looked at the cute emojis on the screen: Mm.

Lu Yiyue, like Tang Junyao, enjoys playing number games.

Lu Yiyue learned these number combinations from Tang Junyao. After staring at the numbers for a long time, Ji Jiale still couldn't decipher their meaning, so he had to save the information in a folder.

After ending the chat, Lu Yiyue deleted all the chat messages as usual, a practiced and skillful operation.

Weekend at Yangguang Orphanage.

The orphanage is located in the suburbs, not in the city. The orphanage was originally very small, but it was expanded with investment from Tang Junyan. Now it is the largest orphanage in the capital, with the best facilities.

At the school gate, the principal stood looking around, waiting for someone to arrive.

A short while later, two cars drove towards the school gate from a distance.

The security guard opened the electric gate and let the car in, with the principal jogging to catch up.

The two cars were parked in the parking space. The doors of both cars were opened, and a group of people got out of the cars. The drivers were Lu Yiyue and Yan Feifei.

Lu Qingchen, Ji Xinyu, Han Yinuo, and Tong Xuxu got out of Lu Yiyue's car.

On weekdays, all the children would come to the orphanage on weekends. Now, some are under house arrest, some are attending tutoring classes, and some are working. Only a few are truly free. Once Lu Yiyue's studio officially opens, she won't be able to come as often as before.

The trunk was opened, and the children in the classroom saw the familiar figure from afar and ran over.

The headmistress stood beside him, helping to move things. She glanced at the group and noticed that many people were missing. "Jiale and the others aren't here."

Lu Yiyue said gently, "He's at work. Xiao Chen and Can Can are studying, and Shao Yu and the others are getting extra lessons."

The headmistress nodded. "The children have been talking about it for a long time. They say they miss their older sisters and brothers. You always come on time, and they've been looking forward to it. They ask me eight hundred times a day, 'Headmistress, when are the older sisters coming?'"

The principal repeated the words in the tone of the children.

Hearing this, the others laughed. Yan Feifei squatted down, pinched the cheek of the youngest little girl around her, and pouted like a child, "You missed me so much? Then why didn't I hear you calling me? Is there something wrong with my ears?"

After saying that, Yan Feifei deliberately picked at her ear.

A dozen or so children called out in unison, "Hello Aunt Feifei, Hello Brother Xuxu, Hello Teacher Yueyue, Hello Sister Nuonuo, Hello Teacher Xiaoyu, Hello Brother Xiaochen."

Tong Xuxu squatted down and patted a boy on the head. "Not bad, you're getting neater and neater. Help the older girls carry the little gifts inside to share with the other children."

Children express their likes and dislikes very directly. They are very straightforward with the people they like, and they can be overjoyed to receive a compliment from someone they like. Children who crave praise will try their best to show off and will eagerly offer to help carry things.

Watching the children laughing and eagerly doing chores, the group was also infected by their joy and started laughing along. Han Yinuo helped carry things; this time, she had bought a lot of picture books.

Ji Xinyu didn't let Lu Qingchen carry anything. "You should just rest and follow along for the tour. Don't bother."

Lu Yiyue smiled and carried a lot of baking materials in her hands. Tong Xuxu saw this and helped take them from her, saying, "Give them to me, I'm strong."

Yan Feifei brought a lot of handicrafts for the children this time, including diamond paintings and stamp paintings. "Yueyue, you can give these to Xuxu. She gets restless when she's not doing anything."

Lu Yiyue politely thanked them, and the principal followed behind with a smile. These were all kind children. "Are we making a cake for the children today?"

Lu Yiyue replied softly, "Yes, last time I came, several children wanted to learn how to bake, so Xiaoyu and I went together to buy some ingredients. Today, we plan to let the children try it out and experience how small cakes are made."

Ji Xinyu asked, "Auntie, is the oven in the kitchen working right now?"

Principal: "It's empty. It hasn't been used for the past two days. I'll have someone bring it over later."

Tong Xuxu was very enthusiastic. She couldn't bake cakes, but she could help move things. "I'll go move them, Yueyue. Which classroom should we move them to?"

Lu Yiyue did not refuse Tong Xuxu's help and pointed to a classroom. Aunt Feifei had said that Sister Xu liked to do things at the orphanage.

Among these people, Tong Xuxu is the most frequent visitor to the orphanage. Sometimes she even sleeps here and tells the children bedtime stories.

Inside the classroom.

Han Yinuo is teaching younger children to draw, Ji Xinyu is teaching them safety knowledge, and Lu Yiyue is teaching children to read ancient poems.

As soon as the group arrived, all the children cheered. Compared to kindergarten children, these children were quieter and more well-behaved because they hadn't had parents since they were little. Some were abandoned, and others were left at the gates of orphanages due to exorbitant medical costs. The common traits of children in orphanages are sensitivity, overthinking, loneliness, and a lack of love...

Although Tong Xuxu is not an abandoned child and has parents, she is not as happy as an orphanage to her. She wants to help more children find happiness and stay away from an unhappy childhood. An unhappy childhood requires a lifetime to heal. She hopes that these lovely children's growth process is happy. In her own opinion, what she is doing now is very meaningful, at least she likes it very much.

I want to keep going.

Yan Feifei and Tong Xuxu sat at the back of the classroom, listening to the lesson like students. Lu Yiyue, sitting above them, was giving the lecture. "I'm planning to go to the US for May Day. Want to go?"

Tong Xuxu thought for a moment, tightening her purse strings, and refused, "I'm not going."

I went out with Feifei last time, and it was incredibly expensive. I'd rather save that money and do charity.

"This trip won't cost any money, I promise, it'll definitely save you a lot of money, really, I'm not kidding, let's go." Yan Feifei put one hand on Tong Xuxu's shoulder, like an older sister, and persuaded her.

Tong Xuxu continued to refuse, also because of the May Day holiday overtime pay of triple wages. "I can't go because I have to work overtime on May Day. Maybe next time. Call me next time if there are any good deals."

Seeing Tong Xuxu's determination, Yan Feifei didn't want to force her. Traveling is supposed to be a happy thing, so she said, "Alright then, I'll have to go solo for the May Day holiday."

Tong Xuxu changed the subject and asked, "You really don't plan to accept that salesman from your company? He's been pursuing you for many years, and he's even gone from salesman to manager. That kind of persistence is rare."

Yan Feifei glanced at her and answered softly, feeling rather helpless. Her sister-in-law had asked her to take care of three salespeople, but one of them fell in love with her. She had refused countless times and made it clear that she had no intention of getting married or dating. However, the salesperson, who was five years younger than her, stayed at Yan's company and silently protected her. He never confessed his feelings or got married, which made Yan Feifei feel guilty.

"I'm terrified of him. Now I instinctively hide whenever I see him, and the first thing that comes to my mind is to run away. It's weird. What do you think he would want from me, the leader of a mediocre sect? I seriously doubt his eyesight."

Looking at Guoguo's four children and then at the two heirs in the family, she's really doomed. It would be better for her to be the sect leader; at least she could live a couple more years.

Tong Xuxu laughed, feeling sorry for the junior salesperson who just waited foolishly. Feifei really had no plans to get married. "You'll have to ask him. I can't give you an answer."

Lu Qingchen stood at the very back, leaning back lazily, and listened to the whole story. It turned out that Aunt Feifei was the leader of the "Slacking Off" sect.

On stage, Lu Yiyue was still teaching, while the children below were very happy and actively raised their hands.

The group spent a day at the orphanage. Ji Xinyu was in charge of taking photos, Lu Yiyue and Han Yinuo were making cakes, and Yan Feifei and Tong Xuxu were helping to make cookies. The children, wearing bibs, followed the adults and worked together. Their little hands and faces were covered in flour, which was very cute. They kept asking what this was for, what that was for, and what shape they would make.

It's like a million whys, with endless questions.

Lu Qingchen couldn't resist recording such a beautiful scene, so she took out her phone and snapped photos of the group, then sent them all to the group chat.

Ji Xinyu didn't post it in the group. She learned her photography skills from Aunt Guoguo. She's good at finding angles, taking individual photos of everyone, as well as group photos, then adjusting the colors and saving them.