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

After they finished getting ready, Ji Jiale accompanied Lu Yiyue to lunch. After lunch, Ji Jiale kissed Lu Yiyue goodbye and then they went their separate ways.

Lu Yiyue returned to her room.

When Lu Qingchen got up, her sister was drawing in her room.

Seeing her younger brother rubbing his head, Lu Yiyue put down her pen and said softly, "I told you to drink less, but you didn't listen. Now you're not feeling well, are you?"

"Ugh, Xiaoyu, that tomboy, challenged me. How could I possibly admit defeat?" It was indeed rash; my head still hurts a bit.

"Sis, have you eaten?"

"Yes, they've eaten. Are Can Can and the others up yet? Wash up and eat, then I'll take them home. We're going to stay at Grandma's tonight, and you can help with their homework."

"Ah, didn't Boze and Boyuan already hire tutors? Why do they still need us to tutor them?" Having finally finished the college entrance exam and the days of doing endless practice questions, Lu Qingchen really didn't want to recall those types of questions from high school anymore.

Practicing coding problems is a nightmare.

Lu Yiyue patted her younger brother's arm. "All you do is play. Your aunt and uncle have gone to play. As their older sister and brother, we have to help keep an eye on them. It'll be at most a week. Go wash your face now."

His sister's words were law, and even if Lu Qingchen was unwilling, he would still obey her. He reluctantly replied, "I know, I was just venting."

Lu Qingchen didn't go back to her own room, but went directly to her sister's room to wash up. She used her sister's face wash, skincare products, hand cream, and even her perfume.

"Xiao Chen".

From inside the bathroom came Lu Qingchen's muffled words, "Ah, sister... what's wrong?"

Lu Yiyue knew her younger brother was brushing his teeth from the sound. She went into the bathroom, wrung out a towel for him, and guiltily tugged at her black undershirt to hide her cleavage. "Did you tell Dad you slept in the same room as me last night?"

"Oh, no, when?"

Lu Qingchen turned to look at her sister in surprise, looking completely innocent as if she hadn't said anything.

"Then why did Dad say it was you? Didn't Dad call you this morning?"

Did you get it done?

When?

While brushing her teeth, Lu Qingchen tried hard to recall if she had answered her father's phone call that morning. After some effort, she finally remembered, "Oh, I remember now, I think I did answer a phone call. Was it Dad?"

Lu Yiyue: "............" So it really was just Xiao Chen talking nonsense while he was still half asleep.

"You told Dad this morning that you were sharing a room with me, and he called to confirm it. I said the same thing. Don't let it slip." Afraid that her younger brother would notice something was wrong, Lu Yiyue handed him the wrung-out towel and then left the bathroom.

Realizing what had happened, Lu Qingchen was extremely grateful to his sister for covering for him, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Sister, thanks!"

The next second, Lu Qingchen's words of complaint against Lu Jinnan came from the bathroom: "I suspect Dad is going through menopause. You just say you're going out to play, and Uncle Ji spends so much money to take him out, why is he keeping an eye on me? I'm an adult, is it really necessary?"

After leaving the hotel, Lu Yiyue, as the older sister, took the Su family's children back with her before going to the studio. She also sent a message to Ji Jiale, telling him her whereabouts and that she planned to stay at the Su family's house that night and would be staying there for the next few days.

Han Yichen, Han Yinuo, and Xiaoyu were taken away when Ji Jiale left, since Lu Yiyue's car couldn't fit so many people.

Ji Jiale knew that Lu Yiyue had already guessed that she would be staying at the Su family's house, so she didn't take the Su family's younger brothers with her when she left.

Five days later, the tourists returned. They each had a suitcase when they went, but each person had three suitcases when they came back.

Su Xue and Han Guoguo bought the most; of course, they would buy as much as they could because someone was paying the bill.

Both Su Xue and Han Guoguo adhered to the principle of "a fool wouldn't take advantage of a bargain," and bought, bought, bought. Su Xue, on the other hand, turned her sadness into a desire to buy.

Ji Hancheng paid for everything on this trip, from food and accommodation to sightseeing and shopping. So the group bought whatever they saw, like they were using toilet paper, since it was a rare opportunity.

September 1st arrived quickly. Su Bi entered her second year of high school, Han Yinuo and Han Yichen entered their third year, and Su Can went to Imperial University with Lu Qingchen. Su Yu chose the same major for him as Lu Qingchen.

On the first day of school, both the Su and Han families personally escorted Su Can to university. The scene was very grand, but Su Can felt a little awkward. It didn't seem like he was going to school, but rather like he was going to work somewhere. It had a feeling of a modified version of the drama "Romance in the Rain".

December 16th.

At the Lu family home, Lu Jinnan was once again helping his daughter pack her suitcase, and asked with concern, "Yueyue, how many days will you be gone?"

The suitcase was zipped up, and Lu Jinnan helped lift it. Lu Yiyue, standing beside him, replied, "Dad, it's only for a few days, five days at most. I'm going to participate in a design competition, not for anything else. Besides, Wenwen is coming with me, isn't she?"

"Dad was just asking, how about Dad buys you a private jet too?"

Lu Yiyue refused, feeling that her father was being too anxious, and said gently, "No need. Our family doesn't travel for business often. Our business is all in China, and we don't own any real estate abroad. Why would we buy a plane? It would be too wasteful."

"Okay, Dad will put your suitcase here for you. Dad will take you to the airport tomorrow."

Lu Yiyue nodded to reassure her father, "Okay."

After leaving his daughter's room, Lu Jinnan went straight back to his own room. Su Xue had gone out to play with Tang Junyao that evening and hadn't returned home yet. Actually, Su Xue claimed she was going to have dinner with Tang Junyao, but her main purpose was to find out if Lele had broken up with her boyfriend.

Lu Jinnan sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the headboard, legs crossed, one hand behind his head, his legs shaking incessantly, looking incredibly relaxed. The call was quickly answered, "Busy."

Ji Hancheng on the other end of the phone guessed that Lu Jinnan had something on his mind, but didn't expose him immediately. "What brings you here? What, your wife is taking my wife, and now you want to take mine too?"

"Your narcissism is practically a disease."

Ji Hancheng laughed instead of getting angry, full of confidence, "Narcissism also requires conditions. If you're jealous, just say so. I didn't say you couldn't be jealous."

Lu Jinnan: "............." It turns out that the speed at which a person can embellish their own image can increase with age.

Isn't Ji Hancheng right now a perfect example?

Too lazy to waste words with narcissistic people, I'll get straight to the point: "Can I borrow your crappy plane for a few days?"

Ji Hancheng wasn't surprised at all by this request. Lu Jinnan had also borrowed a private jet when Yueyue went to participate in the design competition last time, so this time would definitely be no exception. He feigned surprise, "Yueyue is going on a business trip?"

"Yes, I'm going to H country tomorrow to participate in a design competition."

Ji Hancheng sounded a little regretful, "It might not work this time. My son is going on a business trip tomorrow to country A to discuss a project for a clothing company."

Speaking of clothing companies, Lu Jinnan voiced a question that had been lingering in his mind: "Why is Lele's company called Only, the same name as Yueyue's studio?"

Lu Jinnan had asked Ji Hancheng this question no less than five times, but each time Ji Hancheng had managed to evade the question.

He thought Lu Jinnan believed his previous explanation, but she asked again today, she really wouldn't let it go.

Ji Hancheng was amused by his quick wit. He was like a ray of light when he should be, but as if his brain was stuffed with cotton when he should be. "You only use the word 'only'? I also have an ancestor named Jin Nan. I even suspect that you are my son. Why don't you call me Dad?"

Before Lu Jinnan could even begin to curse, Ji Hancheng added another blow, "Why don't you just go and register all the words in the dictionary tomorrow and put them under your name? Next time Lele opens a new company, you can make a list and tell me in advance which words can't be used, so we can avoid them when naming the company."

Lu Jinnan: "............" Are you kidding me? Are you crazy? You can register anything? Don't you have any common sense?

In the end, Lu Jinnan failed to borrow a private jet and was ridiculed by Ji Hancheng, leaving him in a very bad mood. On the other hand, Ji Hancheng was in a much better mood.

When she got downstairs, she saw her son holding his phone, grinning from ear to ear. She knew without a doubt that he was chatting with Yueyue. She scoffed, "Your godfather just came to borrow his private jet, but I turned him down for you."

He was so angry he almost called an ambulance, and who knows what he's saying behind his back, all thanks to his son.

Ji Jiale stopped texting, looked up and met her father's victorious smile, guessing that he must have won his argument with her godfather. "Okay, I understand."

Ji Hancheng was used to his son's composure. He wondered where his son got such a stable mood from. "I've been playing along with you for so long. At least let me officially meet my future daughter-in-law next year."

"Okay, I understand."

Seeing his son looking down at his phone again, Ji Hancheng couldn't help but add, "Take better care of the girls when you're out and about. Don't just focus on the company's development."

"Um."

The next day, two hours after the plane took off.

Two planes were parked on a city tarmac. A girl in a beige dress got out of a car, while a boy slowly walked down from the other plane, took the suitcase from her hand, and the four bodyguards following behind consciously looked away, pretending not to see anything.

The assistant, Wenwen, who was following behind, also looked away, pushed her suitcase, and walked towards the private jet with her head down. Lu Yiyue had told the assistant that they would be changing planes later on the other plane.

The assistant has always been very discreet, knowing exactly what should and shouldn't be reported, which is why Lu Yiyue and Ji Jiale have a good impression of her.

Seeing the woman he had been longing for, Ji Jiale asked with concern, "Are you tired?"

Lu Yiyue shook her head, feeling like the two were acting out a spy movie. "Did you arrive very early?"

"No, I just arrived."

As he spoke, Ji Jiale reached out his hand to her. She instinctively placed her hand in his palm, his large hand enveloping her small hand, holding it tightly, and led her onto the private jet.

As the plane took off, even though the bodyguards weren't in the same cabin as Ji Jiale and his group, they were still trained to avoid looking at or listening to anything they shouldn't, so they all put on earplugs and blindfolds and pretended to be dead.

Seeing that all four bodyguards were wearing the same uniform, the assistant felt like she would be an oddball if she didn't, so she took out her earplugs and sleep mask from her bag and put them on as well.

Try to keep in step and ignore what's happening outside the cabin.

In another cabin, Lu Yiyue leaned against Ji Jiale's shoulder, their hands clasped together. Suddenly, Lu Yiyue laughed. Ji Jiale, unsure what she was laughing at, turned and pinched her chin, lifting her head. His eyes were clear, and he asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Yiyue returned the gesture, tilting her head back to kiss him on the cheek with a gentle smile. Her smile was like a North Star guiding him forward; whenever he felt lost or frustrated, seeing her smile gave him direction.

"Do you think we were born spies in our past lives? I'll ask Hanhan if special forces need undercover agents sometime. I think we're a good match."

She laughed again after she finished speaking.

Ji Jiale: "Dad said he wants me to take you to meet him next year, as his future daughter-in-law."