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

After putting a box of things in his office, Xu Mingkai took the documents to Ji Jiale's office. When he pushed the door open, Ji Jiale was working with his head down.

When Xu Mingkai handed the documents to Ji Jiale, Ji opened them and saw that they weren't for a project he was responsible for. Remaining calm and composed, he casually asked, "My dad went out?"

Dad has always been in charge of this project, so why did he suddenly have to sign it, along with an authorization letter?

Xu Mingkai could always see the shadow of Young Master Ji in Ji Jiale. They were indeed father and son. It was just that his emotions were much more stable than Young Master Ji's. He didn't have the unpredictable mood swings of a chameleon. He answered truthfully, "Young Master Ji said he won't be coming to the company for the next few days. You will be in charge of everything, big or small."

Before Ji Jiale could ask, Xu Mingkai suddenly thought of a new phrase, "Young Master Ji said he went to repair the ship."

Repairing the boat? In just a few seconds, Ji Jiale seemed to understand where his father had gone. He nodded to indicate that he knew. Xu Mingkai could also tell from Ji Jiale's expression that he knew where Ji Shao had gone.

Out of curiosity, Xu Mingkai asked, "Do you know where Young Master Ji went?"

Ji Jiale spoke concisely, his face expressionless, his hand signing without pausing, his voice deep and simple, repeating, "Yes, ship repair."

Xu Mingkai was speechless once again. What was all this about? What was this "repairing a ship" thing?

Tiss Boxing Gym.

Ji Hancheng and Han Yue had changed into casual clothes. The two leaned against the edge of the ring, one with his hands in his pockets and the other with his arms crossed, both waiting for Lu Jinnan.

After waiting for 30 minutes, no one showed up.

Han Yue laughed, raised his hand to look at the watch Xiao Xi had given him, and said, "You've set quite the high bar; you've even arranged your entrance."

Ji Hancheng smiled as well, patiently waiting. When had he ever waited for anyone like this before? Except for waiting for Yao Yao and his daughter without complaint, this was the only time he could still joke with a smile, "I can't just watch him suffocate."

Upon hearing this, Han Yue felt that he had done his best as an uncle. He hadn't been beaten when he married Xiao Xi, and Lan Yunchen hadn't even hit him. But now that his nephew was chasing after a girlfriend, he had to get beaten up too. "Compared to you, I'm still relatively lucky. You're the type to get beaten up."

Ji Hancheng glanced at Han Yue, knowing without a doubt that it was meant to stab him in the back. Sure enough, the next second, Han Yue spoke up in a cheeky tone. The two chatted happily, showing no signs of impatience. "To get married, you have to cut off your own hand. And to help your son chase after a girlfriend, you still have to get beaten up."

Han Yue grinned in a way that made him want to punch her, but Ji Hancheng didn't bother with the topic. "I'm the father. If Xiao Chen pulls up any cabbages in the future, you'd better bear with it and not clean up the mess."

When Lu Jinnan leisurely walked in from outside, he saw Han Yue grinning, while Ji Hancheng had a gloomy face. He had been tense and angry since he came in, with a cigarette between his fingers, and flicked the ash on the ground.

Han Yue noticed this detail, of course. Normally, if Lu Jinnan had spilled cigarette ash on his expensive carpet, Han Yue would have kicked him. But this time, he could only smile and endure it.

Lu Jinnan wanted this effect, to make Han Yue feel suffocated and unable to vent his anger. He was holding his breath, so he did whatever he was supposed to do, showing his rebellious nature.

Before the two could speak, Lu Jinnan tossed the cigarette pack to Ji Hancheng, gesturing for him to smoke one. Han Yue took the pack from Ji Hancheng, tapped out a cigarette with his index finger, and said, "Go ahead and smoke. If you don't smoke today, one of the three of us will die."

Ji Hancheng, who had quit smoking for many years, pressed his tongue against his cheek, took the cigarette from Han Yue's hand, and put it in his lips. Lu Jinnan then threw him a lighter.

Instantly, white smoke slowly rose from the three chimneys, one after another. No one spoke until Ji Hancheng felt a tightness in his chest and extreme discomfort in his mouth. "Tell me," he said, "how can I calm down?"

Han Yue didn't say anything; he was just there to be beaten up. He quietly smoked, as if he wasn't there to be beaten up but to watch the show.

After a while, Lu Jinnan finally stubbed out the cigarette with his fingers. Han Yue was actually grateful to him for not putting the cigarette out directly on the carpet.

"Come on, who wants to get beaten up first?" Lu Jinnan said he wanted to get beaten up, not to spar or fight, which meant he wanted to vent his anger.

Han Yue straightened up, stubbed out his cigarette, and stretched. "Let me do it. Your condition is more serious later, so prepare yourself mentally first."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Ji Hancheng.

All three of them stood up. Ji Hancheng was in the audience. The three of them tacitly refrained from saying the words "break up".

Both of them on stage were dressed casually. Han Yue glanced at Lu Jinnan, who had a cold face, and said, "What are your demands? Do you want me to not use my hands, or do you want me to just beat you up?"

Although it wasn't very damaging, it was quite humiliating. He couldn't beat either of them with normal fighting style, but he just wanted to vent his anger. He didn't care if it was humiliating or damaging, as long as he could see bruises on their faces.

Lu Jinnan chuckled wickedly, his gaze fixed on Han Yue's eye sockets. He had already decided where to throw his first punch. Han Yue caught his gaze, cursed inwardly, and said with a smile, "How about we make a deal and switch positions?"

If Xiaoxi and Nuonuo see something too obvious, it will break their hearts, especially Nuonuo, who will probably cry.

Lu Jinnan ignored his bargaining. Today's main goal was to expose his rebellious nature. He would strike wherever he couldn't go out. "Break off our friendship or slap him in the face, it's your choice."

With that, Han Yue gave in, reached out and touched his face, "Fine, come on, vent your anger, do whatever makes you happy, you'll be responsible if you ruin your face."

Lu Jinnan coldly uttered a sentence that could infuriate anyone: "After-sales service included."

Han Yue touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue and tugged at the corner of his lips. "The service is pretty good. Come on, let's finish this quickly, the sooner we die, the sooner we're reborn."

Han Yue put his hands behind his back, but he didn't stand still and let Lu Jinnan hit him. He was still dodging and trying to avoid Lu Jinnan's attacks. However, Lu Jinnan was holding his breath today, so his punches were more powerful and each punch carried a gust of wind.

A gust of wind brushed past Han Yue's cheek. Han Yue turned his head, and Lu Jinnan immediately used his left hand to punch Han Yue's head, which was tilted to the left. Lu Jinnan's haphazard punching style instantly made Han Yue's head spin. Han Yue shook his head, and before he could open his eyes, a punch landed on his eye socket. The pain made Han Yue raise his hand to call for a stop. "Damn it, are you jealous of my looks? You're specifically targeting my face to punch. This is the second punch. At least leave me one eye to see where I'm going."

Han Yue grimaced in pain, gasping for breath. The pain was real; he rubbed his eyes with his palms, not daring to use too much force. His eyes were red. Lu Jinnan had really gone all out.

"What kind of fighting style are you using? Did you steal some martial arts secrets?"

Lu Jinnan's lips twitched almost imperceptibly at Han Yue's cursing, but he quickly suppressed the smile and kept a straight face.

Standing below the stage, Ji Hancheng saw the smile on Lu Jinnan's lips and breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Lu Jinnan wouldn't calm down. He smiled slightly, then stubbed out his cigarette, braced himself on the edge of the ring with one hand, and jumped onto the ring. He stretched his neck and said, "Yuezi is at most someone who didn't report what happened and was just a bystander. Take your anger out on me, plus my son's mistakes. You, Lu Jinnan, won't be able to vent your anger today. I, Ji Hancheng, am not going to back down from this stage, how about that?"

He was responsible for taking the beatings for his son, and his son only needed to be good to Yueyue.

Han Yue dared not feign brotherly affection, so he wisely jumped off the stage, called the manager over to get some ice packs, and acted like someone who would clean up the mess when disaster struck.

Lu Jinnan met Ji Hancheng's eyes, paused for a few seconds, and agreed, "Okay."

Han Yue pulled up a stool and sat quietly as an audience member, crossing his legs, leaning to one side, his mouth twitching. When the manager brought over an ice pack, he saw Ji Hancheng on stage being punched repeatedly, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

He thought he was hallucinating.

The manager had witnessed Lu Shao being unilaterally beaten, and he had also seen Ji Hancheng sparring with their boss, Han Yue. His martial arts skills were definitely superior to Lu Shao's, but...

"Give me the ice pack and you can leave, do you know what to do?" Han Yue covered his eye socket with one hand, his other eye cold and icy as he stared at the manager and threatened him.

The manager had been with Tiss for so many years and was quite shrewd. After a quick thought, he could roughly guess what was going on. It seemed that the three of them were having a disagreement and that they were trying to resolve it. He nodded respectfully, "Mr. Han, I know what to do. I didn't see anything. I'll be going now. If you need any more ice packs, just call me."

"Um."

After the manager closed the door, Han Yue continued to watch the fight. When he saw that Ji Hancheng's eye socket had also been punched, Han Yue smiled with his tongue sticking out of his cheek, looking smug and without any resentment.

On stage, Lu Jinnan laughed when he saw Ji Hancheng shaking his head after being punched, but he stopped laughing when Ji Hancheng looked up to maintain his angry expression.

Ji Hancheng was punched in the cheek and kicked in the stomach several times. All in all, this was the most beating he had ever received since he was a child, and it was also the most satisfying. "Again, until you've vented your anger."

The one-sided beating went on for another half hour. One person fighting two people took a long time. Firstly, Lu Jinnan saw that both of them had bruises on their faces and bodies. The injuries on their faces would not heal for at least half a month. He had finally vented his anger. Secondly, he was tired after beating them for so long. "Alright, take a break. I don't want a one-stop service."

Ji Hancheng twitched his aching shoulder blade. "Did you vent your anger?"

Lu Jinnan sat down directly on the stage, glanced at the two of them, and said, "Not bad, oh my god, I knew you were dreaming about our Yueyue."

Seeing that the two had stopped fighting, Han Yue jumped up from below the stage again, threw two bags of ice packs to Ji Hancheng, and sat down next to Lu Jinnan. Lu Jinnan pretended to be disgusted and pushed him away, saying, "Stay away from me."

Han Yue: "This is boring. I've been spoiling you like a girlfriend. Neither Xiao Xi nor Nuo Nuo have ever hit me. You're the first one. I gave you my first time for nothing, and you're not happy about it."

"I'm also very tired from playing this, but I'm willing to do it. If you two didn't do this crap, would I be so tired?" Damn it, he was so frustrated.

Even after being beaten, Ji Hancheng maintained a smile as he listened to the two men's back-and-forth banter while applying an ice pack to his face.

Han Yue: "I'm not angry anymore."

The three men looked at each other and smiled, then clenched their fists in unison. They all sat on the ground with their legs bent, forming a straight line. Suddenly, Lu Jinnan spoke up, "This is the last time, otherwise there won't be a chance to repair the ship."

Han Yue: "You expect me to find you a second son-in-law? Are you trying to turn me into a matchmaking agency?"

Ji Hancheng: "I have only one son. I don't have a second son who would dare to dream of having your daughter. My two daughters are straight."

After saying that, the three of them laughed at the same time. Lu Jinnan bumped Ji Hancheng's shoulder with his shoulder, and Ji Hancheng, in pain, poked Lu Jinnan's waist with his elbow.