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

the following year.

After a hellish period of review, Su Can's college entrance examination results finally met Su Yu's requirements, thus completely escaping the "fifth year of high school" (a term used to describe a year of intensive, stressful studying).

There will never be another chance to meet, while Han Yichen is still working hard. His total score in last month's monthly exam was only 400 points, which is an increase of 100 points compared to before, so it is still a significant improvement.

However, the results are still far from what Han Yue set, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Han Yue has not relaxed his discipline of Han Yichen.

After checking his score, Su Can turned his life around and shouted in the group chat, "Brother Le, Brother Le, calling for Brother Le!"

At this moment, Ji Jiale is in Lu Yiyue's studio. The curtains in the studio are drawn, so the scene inside cannot be seen from the outside. The studio is filled with the scent of love.

Lu Yiyue was bent over drawing design drafts, while Ji Jiale hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, his gaze following the pencil in her hand. His deep voice reached her ears, "The picture books in the drawer are very beautiful."

Upon hearing this, she paused in her drawing, then smiled softly, without any reproach. She knew he could unlock the drawer; the drawer lock was a piece of cake for him. "When did you open it to look?"

"I really enjoyed the day I was locked inside."

He was referring to the picture album that Lu Yiyue had locked in the drawer, which was full of his portraits—some of him smoking, some of him working, some of him running… His favorite picture was of him holding her from behind while he drew her, just like now, exactly the same.

The last four words were spoken very softly by Ji Jiale, close to her ear. His lips accidentally brushed against her earlobe, instantly turning her earlobe blush and making her palms tingle. She knew he could be very alluring at times, like now, so she simply put down her paintbrush, turned around, raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck, crossing her arms. He cooperated by bending down, one hand holding her slender waist, the other hand supporting himself on the table.

Her eyes held a feigned reproach. "Didn't my godmother say I shouldn't touch other people's things?"

Ji Jiale looked down at her and, without saying a word, sealed her delicate lips with his. Her words of provocation were swallowed up. This kiss was exactly what she had expected. From May 20th of last year to today, the two of them have been together for more than a year.

He expresses what he doesn't want to explain through direct actions, like a kiss...

The kiss continued, her head tilted back to accept his love, the kiss stretching for what felt like an eternity, from the bar to the sofa... Just as the hem of her dress was lifted, Ji Jiale's phone rang. He irritably hung up, but the phone kept ringing relentlessly, its ringing irritating him.

Lu Yiyue snapped out of her daze, blushed, and patted his shoulder. He immediately deflated, still not wanting to answer the phone, and buried his head in her shoulder in a wronged manner, which was his favorite gesture.

Lying in the crook of her neck felt incredibly safe, like having the whole world within me. All my weariness vanished on its own, leaving only joy and peace of mind.

Lu Yiyue raised her hand, smiling as she gently stroked his hair. "It's ringing again. Let's see who's calling. What if it's your godfather looking for you?"

A muffled sound came from her neck. He simply hummed in response. He didn't sit up, but instead got off her, lay down on his side, and hugged her. He picked up his phone with one hand and saw that all the missed calls on the screen were Su Can's doing. If Su Can were here at this moment, he would kill him.

He glanced at the missed calls on the screen but wasn't in a hurry to reply. They were probably calling to ask for gifts. He casually picked up a cushion that had been lying on the ground and placed it under Lu Yiyue's head to make her more comfortable. He then carefully helped her straighten her clothes. At that moment, her cheeks were flushed, making one's heart flutter and want to continue, but he restrained himself. This place was not what he wanted.

Seeing that he had no intention of replying to the message, Lu Yiyue reached out and pushed his chest, "Reply to him and see if Cancan needs to talk to you about something."

"She'll probably want a gift. You open it for me, and then you reply." He cherished every moment they spent together, so much so that he couldn't be bothered to reply to messages. There was no satisfaction in holding her like he was in his arms.

Lu Yiyue picked up his phone, entered the password with practiced ease, and opened the group chat. Sure enough, Cancan had come to ask for a gift. "Cancan said he wanted that newly released limited edition balance scooter. I guess he plans to buy it and take it to the university so he won't have to walk."

"Okay, it's your decision."

"Really, didn't you promise that yourself? So, are you going to agree or not?"

"I'll listen to you."

Lu Yiyue: "............." She never knew that Ji Jiale had another side, being particularly clingy. For example, right now, he didn't want to do anything but cling to her and hold her.

Who would believe that a boy who seems indifferent to everything on a daily basis could have such an adorable and clingy side?

Seeing that Lu Yiyue didn't speak, Ji Jiale raised his head from his neck and leaned his cheek close to hers to look at the message together. "Agree, whether you can bring her or not depends on your uncle."

He only promised to buy it for Su Can; whether or not he could bring it to show off was up to Uncle Yu. He was just going to keep his word.

Lu Yiyue understood and smiled, "You really are a fox."

Ji Jiale stared at her with a meaningful smile, like he was looking at prey. She was replying to a message, while he kissed her neck...

Lu Yiyue felt ticklish from his teasing, so she shrank her neck and subconsciously pinched him to stop him, "Stop messing around, I'm replying to messages."

Ji Jiale said naturally, "You reply to yours." He kissed her, it didn't matter.

Lu Yiyue: "............"

Forget it, I'll ignore the thought of indulging him and try to disregard the dampness on my neck. I replied with my hand: Agreed, which one do you like?

Su Can in the group was so happy he was practically flying, completely unaware of whether his father agreed to let him take it to school. He excitedly replied: "Brother Le, you are my idol."

Han Yichen was dissatisfied. His score was far from enough to redeem the gift. He had planned to work harder and hopefully get the game console during the final exams, but because Su Can performed exceptionally well in the college entrance exams, Han Yichen felt that his target score was a bit too low.

I once set the total score for the final exam and the total score for the college entrance exam at 600. What a joke! He's someone who barely scores 300, and you expect him to get 600?

Han Yue replied: "If Su Can can go from 250 to 650, are you a single-celled organism or have left-brain atrophy?"

Han Yichen was so depressed that he questioned his existence. After haggling with Han Yue for half an hour, Han Yue said directly: "If you get the proof of left brain atrophy, I will reduce your total score to 250."

Han Yichen: "............."

Seeing that Su Can had received a gift in the group chat, he got angry and secretly replied using his sister's phone: "Why did you get 650 on the test?"

That's terrible! Su Can is grounded, so he's grounded too. Su Can gets 650, so he gets 600. Why didn't you ask him to lower his score and keep pace when Su Can got 250?

I'm so annoying.

Lu Yiyue smiled after reading the message. Ji Jiale felt her tremor, looked up curiously, and chuckled, guessing, "Uncle probably raised the score to 600 as well, and Xiao Chen is annoyed."

"It should be true. You can tell from Xiao Chen's words that he already wants to beat up Can Can. Can Can really lived up to expectations this time."

Ji Jiale hugged her and nuzzled against her. "He could have passed the exam, he just didn't want to study."

"Xiao Chen could have passed the exam, but he's too lazy to study."

The argument in the group chat was still going on. Su Can called Han Yichen a lunatic, and the two of them just lay there quietly watching the argument. It was quite interesting.

Su Can retorted: "I was forced into this situation, you know. If I didn't get 650, I'd have to go through my fifth year of high school!"

Han Yichen: You can get 560, why do you make so many practice questions?

Su Can: You have a hormonal imbalance.

His dad set the cutoff score. If he scores 560, he'll have to go back to high school. What a problem.

Ji Xinyu guessed: Is it possible that my uncle also set Xiao Chen's score above 600? Hmm.

Lu Qingchen: Hahaha, that's hilarious! You two are really in the same boat. It's incredible how synchronized you are. Even during our military training, we couldn't march in such perfect unison.

Han Yinuo's phone was in her brother's hands. She was quietly doing her homework while listening to her brother cursing and swearing, leaving Su Can utterly speechless.

Su Can was overjoyed. He was in a particularly good mood today. The score he checked not only met his father's requirements but also earned him a gift from Brother Le. He boasted, "That's my ability. My previous 250 was just being modest."

Han Yichen: Keep it low-key my foot! I'm starting to suspect you've been injected with growth hormones.

Su Can: You're the one who's been taking growth hormones! I'm at a normal level.

The two people on the sofa were engrossed in watching, while Lu Yiyue was scrolling through her phone. The phone on the sewing table started flashing and kept ringing. There were a lot of people who didn't notice at night. "Could you go get my phone for me?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to get up, Lu Yiyue nudged him again, her gentle tone carrying a hint of coquetry, "Hurry up and go."

Upon hearing this, Ji Jiale reluctantly sat up, put on his shoes, picked up his phone, and saw that it was Lu Jinnan: "Ahem, Godfather."

Fearing the two brothers would start arguing, Lu Yiyue used Ji Jiale's phone to reply: "Su Can, watch your words."

One sentence instantly calmed down the two brothers who were furious in the group.

Although Ji Jiale doesn't talk much when he's with them, he still has a lot of influence, and everyone actively follows the group rules he sets.

Ji Jiale has always been a man of his word. He does what he says he will do, and he never breaks his promises to his younger siblings. He is also fair and treats everyone equally.

The call connected, and Ji Jiale pressed the answer button. Lu Yiyue suddenly felt playful and pressed the speakerphone button. Lu Jinnan's voice came from the other end of the line, "Yueyue, are you off work yet? Do you want Daddy to pick you up? Daddy is right here, it's very convenient."

Lu Yiyue didn't reply immediately, but instead glanced at Ji Jiale, who was standing by the sofa holding his breath, with amusement. "I see. Okay then."

Lu Jinnan was delighted to hear his daughter agree. "Okay, Dad will be right there. You can sit and rest for a while. I'll be there soon."

Their eyes met, and Ji Jiale saw the provocation in her eyes. He smiled helplessly and couldn't help but bend down to pinch her cheek, a little punitive, but with the force of scratching a kitten.

After hanging up the phone, he gave her a punitive peck on the corner of her lips, not intending to lock her in the studio again. "Lu Yiyue, you did it on purpose."

Lu Yiyue tilted her head back and laughed triumphantly, as if to say, "What can you do about it?" "Hmm."

He affectionately and gently ruffled her hair, truly unable to do anything with her. To avoid running into Lu Jinnan, he still chose to leave, and the two kissed for what felt like an eternity before parting.

"I'm leaving."

She blushed and nodded. After being punished with a kiss, she dared not provoke her again and obediently whispered, "Mmm."

Seeing that she was behaving herself, he smiled, then turned and walked quickly toward the parking lot, started the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove away.

Lu Yiyue was left alone to compose herself, and she kept fanning herself with her hand in an attempt to cool down.

Not long after Ji Jiale's car left, Lu Jinnan's car arrived at the parking lot. The bodyguards had to admire Ji Jiale's ability to time things so perfectly.

Since Lu Yiyue would occasionally agree to let Lu Jinnan pick her up, this dispelled Lu Jinnan's suspicions. In addition, Ji Jiale never went to the studio during the day, and he had not encountered this brat or any other boys during several surprise visits.

Lu Jinnan felt relieved that his daughter would be with him for a long time to come.