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

Ji Jiale was also reluctant to part with the studio, as it was where they started. However, he had already figured out how to handle it: "We'll renovate it and use this studio as our first store. We'll buy the shops next door and combine them together."

The studio has sofas, a bar, and a storage room, all of which are just what a store needs. The layout can be changed slightly, and the studio's decor is in a luxurious, palatial style.

Most importantly, the heading is "only-ly".

"I'll listen to you and talk to Dad when I get back."

"Um."

They waited for an hour. After an hour, Ji Jiale finally stood up, helped turn off the studio lights and the door, and then took Lu Yiyue's hand and got into the car.

"I can do it myself." Lu Yiyue pressed down on Ji Jiale's hand as he bent down to help her fasten the seatbelt. She wanted to weather the storm together and didn't want to just accept his kindness all the time.

Despite saying that, Ji Jiale still helped her fasten her seatbelt, then quickly leaned down and kissed her on the corner of her lips, "You can reward me."

Lu Yiyue's cheeks instantly flushed red when she was unexpectedly kissed, the blush spreading to her ears. She reached out to cover one cheek, trying to cool it down. The warmth of his kiss still lingered on her lips, and the touch was still there. Her heart was pounding happily.

Once in the driver's seat and starting the car, Ji Jiale turned the steering wheel with one hand and took Lu Yiyue's blushing hand with the other, their hands clasped tightly. When he caught a glimpse of her shyness, a smile appeared on his lips, and he tightened his grip on her hand even more.

The journey was halfway complete.

Lu Yiyue leaned to the side, staring at Lele's handsome face, and said hesitantly, "Lele, if..."

She said a few words, then seemed to think the words in her mind weren't quite right and wanted to think about them again. But when they were at the traffic light, Ji Jiale caught her hesitation when he glanced at her and activated his mind-reading ability. "No matter when Godfather completely gives in, I've said that I, Ji Jiale, can only add your name, Lu Yiyue, to my household registration. There's no set timeframe."

It's already good enough now. At least his godfather didn't make them break up. He just said he was being put on probation. He believes that his godfather will eventually agree to let him marry Yueyue.

A warm current flowed through her heart, and she was so moved that she felt a pang of guilt. "Thank you. I, Lu Yiyue, can only ever be registered under your household registration, Ji Jiale's, name."

The two made promises to each other, smiled at each other, and if the light hadn't turned green, Ji Jiale would have wanted to hold the back of her head and kiss her, but instead he squeezed her soft little hand and then kissed the back of her hand.

His lips were also very soft, and the sensation of his warm lips touching the back of my hand was amplified instantly, causing the blush that had faded due to my apology to spread again in an instant.

An hour later.

The car arrived at the Lu family villa, and by some strange coincidence, it was exactly the time when Lu Jinnan was home for dinner.

When Yan Zhun invited him to dinner, he would go home to have dinner with his wife and children instead of Ji Hancheng and Han Yue. When he saw the two people getting out of the car holding hands, Lu Jinnan stared at their clasped hands for a moment.

Lu Yiyue thought her father didn't like it, so she pulled her hand back. Ji Jiale felt a sense of emptiness as his hand went empty, but he quickly composed himself and politely called out, "Godfather."

Lu Jinnan adopted a haughty demeanor, one hand in his pocket, and responded casually, "Hmm."

He noticed their subtle gestures and his daughter's nervousness, and said to them, "Holding hands is normal for couples. I didn't travel from ancient times."

Upon hearing this, both of them looked at Lu Jinnan. This was a tacit statement. Ji Jiale replied, "Hmm."

Lu Jinnan sighed inwardly. The brat was good in every way, except he was too cold. He wondered if his daughter would get bored in the future, barely uttering a word all day. How would they chat? He felt like he was holding a dog-beating stick and trying to separate a loving couple. "Alright, do you want to come in and eat?"

After thinking for a moment, Ji Jiale still refused. He wasn't carrying anything. "I'll come in a few days."

Lu Jinnan was amused by this brat. He was still thinking about choosing a date, so he changed the subject, "Tell your dad when you get back that we're having a late-night snack together tonight, and remember to bring some good stuff over."

Ji Jiale: "Hmm." After saying that, he got straight into the car.

Only after Ji Jiale's car was out of sight did Lu Yiyue take her father's hand and turn to walk towards the villa. Lu Jinnan noticed that his daughter's face no longer showed any caution; she looked very relaxed.

After walking a few steps, Lu Yiyue gently asked Lu Jinnan, "Dad, Lele said I can go to work at the company, is that okay?"

Meeting his daughter's seeking advice, Lu Jinnan's feelings instantly became complicated. For some reason, Su Yu's words came to mind. He shifted his gaze away from Yueyue, relaxed a bit, and reflected, "Yueyue, am I being too controlling?"

So I don't dare to communicate with him, and I don't dare to tell the truth.

Lu Yiyue shook her head, then turned and smiled, "Dad, I'll tell you everything from now on."

Lu Jinnan touched his back teeth with the tip of his tongue, his eyes welled up with tears, and he put his arm around his daughter's shoulder, affectionately patting the back of her head.

After a long pause, Lu Jinnan finally spoke, "Dad respects your decision. If you want to go, then go. You and your brat can discuss it yourselves. What about the studio?"

Lu Yiyue was surprised that her father was so easy to talk to, and her heart relaxed. She said truthfully, "Lele has already bought the studio. We plan to make some minor renovations and use it as our first store."

After hearing his daughter's explanation, Lu Jinnan was even more satisfied with Ji Jiale. The brat had thought of things quite thoroughly. Lu Jinnan no longer doubted the brat's sincerity towards his daughter. "This idea is not bad."

The father and daughter chatted and laughed as they entered the villa. As soon as the door opened, Lu's mother rushed over and said anxiously, "Son, Xiaoxue seems quite ill. I just went to see her. She was all bundled up and said she was so sleepy she didn't want to get up for dinner. She's been sleeping all day, how can she still be sleepy? Take her to see a doctor, could she be pregnant again? You're so inconsiderate, how old are you, and you don't take care of yourself at all."

After saying that, Lu's mother thought her daughter-in-law might be pregnant. She was so angry that she hit her son's arm several times and glared at him.

Lu Jinnan: ".............." What is all this about?

Lu Yiyue: "............" If I had younger siblings now, wouldn't the age gap be a bit too big?

The atmosphere became awkward, with everyone's eyes fixed on Lu Jinnan. Even Lu's father, who had already entered the restaurant, turned around to look.

The gaze was blatantly telling him he was being ignorant, as if he had done something terrible. To ease the tension, Lu Jinnan coughed awkwardly, "I'll go upstairs and check on you. You guys eat first."

Mother Lu urged, "Go quickly, go quickly."

Upstairs, Su Xue was still fast asleep. She was really tired. After eating the lunch that Yao Yao fed her, she felt a little better, but she was still exhausted. She had a feeling that she wouldn't be able to go to work for at least three days.

Lu Jinnan pushed open the door and went in. To prevent his mother from eavesdropping, he locked the door. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his wife sleeping soundly. He felt a little sorry for her. Last night was indeed a bit of a punishment.

"Grandma, dinner's ready." After calling her several times without waking her, Lu Jinnan finally gave up, got up and went downstairs, intending to bring the food up to her later.

The restaurant downstairs.

Everyone sat down, waiting for Lu Jinnan's answer. Seeing him come downstairs, Lu's mother grabbed her son's arm, eager to ask, "How did it go? Did you take the test? Are you pregnant?"

Lu Jinnan's brow twitched as he listened, and he said helplessly, "Mom, I didn't want a third child. Can you please stop thinking about all this nonsense?"

Lu's mother was very dissatisfied with her son's answer. She raised her hand and slapped his arm again. The sound was so loud that it looked painful, as if he wasn't her own son. "How come you've been sleeping all day while you're pregnant? I've never seen this child sleep all day before. Did you catch a cold? Yao Yao came over at noon, and she was the one who brought lunch up to Xiao Xue."

Lu Jinnan was taken aback and asked, "Your sister-in-law came by?"

"Yes, they've arrived. They said they need to see Xiaoxue about something."

"Has Xiaoxue finished eating lunch?"

Lu's mother recalled that the bowls and plates on the plate that Yao Yao brought down were all clean. "She finished eating. She ate quite a lot. An egg pancake and a big bowl of bird's nest."

Hearing his mother say that she had finished eating, Lu Jinnan breathed a sigh of relief and lied, "Then we'll talk about it later. You guys eat first, and I'll bring it up when Xiaoxue wakes up. She probably didn't get enough sleep this afternoon because she was chatting with my sister-in-law."

Finally, with Lu Jinnan changing the subject, the topic of Su Xue's pregnancy came to an end. "Dad, will you pick up Xiao Chen tomorrow or should I?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu did not answer his son's question immediately. Instead, he picked up some food and put it in his mouth, then shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth. "It was originally my job, but you insisted on taking it. Your son doesn't want you to do it, so I'll do it."

Lu Jinnan said with dissatisfaction, "He's not happy that I went to pick him up?"

"You're always cursing and swearing at him, no one would want to take your calls." Lu's mother and father worked together, criticizing their son and supporting their grandson.

Just then, someone suddenly walked in through the door. Before Lu's mother could say anything, she was interrupted by the noise at the door. She stood up to check, and everyone in the restaurant turned their attention outside.

Upon seeing who it was, Lu's mother was incredibly surprised. It was true what they said; they'd barely finished discussing it before the person arrived. "Xiao Chen, isn't today Thursday? Why did you come back by yourself?"

Lu Qingchen had a black backpack slung over his shoulder. He patted the backpack and said, "Grandma, I forgot to bring a set of clothes. I've come to get some."

"Grandma, I'm going to eat first, I'm starving." At this moment, Lu Qingchen's two bags were empty, and she was starving.

The restaurant staff were puzzled to see Lu Qingchen suddenly return. Before Lu Jinnan could ask, Lu's mother had already instructed the nanny to bring up the bowls and chopsticks. She served soup and food to her grandson, as if he hadn't been back for a long time. It was a classic case of grandparents spoiling their grandchildren.

Lu Yiyue asked her younger brother, who had sat down next to her, her eyes full of suspicion, "Didn't you bring five outfits to school? Have you worn them all?"

Lu Qingchen is quite vain and likes to wear different clothes every day. His clothes are usually bright red, orange, or light pink. White is the most normal color. There are never any black clothes in his wardrobe, just like his hair is always dyed.

Speaking of hair, Lu Jinnan noticed that his son's hair seemed to have been dyed again, and frowned, saying, "Dyed your hair again?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's gaze turned to the top of Lu Qingchen's head. Lu Qingchen confidently raised her head, pointed to the top of her head with the finger holding her chopsticks, and asked everyone, "How's this color, sis? Does it look good?"

Lu Qingchen was taller than Lu Yiyue. She looked up at her, then reached out and touched her hair, offering her most honest opinion: "It's alright, but I really don't recommend you dye it again. Your hair looks like straw now, it has no life at all."

Lu Qingchen thought it was alright, and reached out to grab a couple more handfuls. "This is different, sis. You have long hair and can dye it once a year, but I'm a guy. I can't keep it long. My black hair grows back in half a month, and the two colors look terrible."

Lu Jinnan glanced at the messy curly hair with disdain. It looked like curly hair and was an eyesore. He wanted to grab a pair of scissors and just snip it off. "I thought you slept with a sheep last night and got kicked by it."

Lu's mother was amused by her son's words and then praised him, "He's quite handsome, with naturally curly hair, almost like a foreigner."

Lu Jinnan: I remember the first time I dyed my hair, my own mother chased after me with scissors, insisting that I dye it back.

The discrimination is too obvious.

Lu Qingchen also thought it looked good, and was very pleased with her new look. She introduced it, saying, "This hairstyle is a recent one, called Leslie curls, and the color is called mocha brown."

Actually, Lu Qingchen initially chose a misty gray color, but fearing that her father wouldn't let her into the house after dyeing it, she could only choose a more normal color.

Mr. Lu, who never dyes his hair, finds it hard to understand his grandson's preference, so he remains silent and eats quietly.

Lu Jinnan rolled his eyes at his son, too lazy to pay him any attention. He was now thinking about how to coax his great-aunt later.