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

Ji Residence.

The man lay lazily on the bed, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, adding to his refined air. He glanced at his phone every now and then, waiting for a reply. A ding sounded, and the phone screen notified him that the other party had refunded him.

Ji Hancheng: ".............." He really has backbone.

He still wasn't willing to give it to her, so he angrily tossed his phone onto the bedside table, pulled up the covers, and prepared to go to sleep.

My chest still feels tight, what's wrong and I can't fall asleep?

The next day was the first day of the lunar month.

The sun is shining brightly, a new year brings a new look.

Tang Junyao and her two aunts went to the cemetery early. Originally, Tang Junyao planned to come alone, but her two aunts insisted on coming along to see her grandfather.

Grandpa treated the two maids very well when he was alive. He didn't treat them like servants. They were all human and could tell that they were very grateful.

Tang Junyao and the two aunts placed potted plants on both sides of the tombstone to decorate the lifeless cemetery.

The phone in his pocket rang abruptly. He glanced at the caller ID, his handsome brows furrowed slightly, and he said to the two aunties, "I'll take this call. Aunties, could you please set out the fruit platter for me?"

Both aunties thought it was a call from the hospital and said with concern, "Oh, our young lady has had a tough time. It's the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the hospital still won't let her off the hook."

Aunt Zhang said, "There's nothing we can do. Miss is a doctor, and besides, she's so kind that she values ​​her patients more than herself. Even though it's Lunar New Year's Eve, she would still go to the hospital right away."

Aunt Wu shook her head and said to the tombstone, "Master, what will happen to Miss now that you're gone? Miss came back yesterday, and we didn't ask her about her marriage. But Aunt Zhang and I both feel that she's not happy. Her husband hasn't come even once. Miss doesn't tell us anything, good or bad. She only reports good news and not bad news. As servants, we can't interfere too much."

Aunt Zhang also said with heartache, "Master, Miss said yesterday that she was going abroad. You must pray for her and make sure she comes back safely. If the young master treats her badly, you must find a way to help her. After you leave, Miss will have a hard time all by herself."

She kept muttering to herself.

Tang Junyao walked to the side to answer the phone, taking a little distance to avoid the aunt. "Feed."

The tone on the other end was somewhat reproachful, "Why did it take you so long to answer the phone when it was broken?"

"Just say what's on your mind, I'm busy."

The person on the other end clearly took a breath, and then said naturally, "Come over and transfer the ownership of the Imperial Garden to your name."

Tang Junyao was speechless. "Are you out of your mind? Offering someone a house on the first day of the Lunar New Year? I don't want it. Is there something else?"

The person opposite seemed very generous, insisting on giving it to you, saying, "This was agreed upon from the beginning, and you won't be shortchanged on what's due."

Tang Junyao felt she couldn't communicate with him, so she rubbed her temples. "Young Master Ji, firstly, I'm busy, and secondly, I don't need it. Goodbye."

Tang Junyao hung up the phone without a second thought, not caring what the person on the other end thought or felt. She didn't need it; what was wrong with them, making someone transfer ownership on the first day of the Lunar New Year?

Do the people at the certificate processing center not celebrate the New Year? Do they really think the whole capital is their private domain?

After hanging up the phone, she returned to the tombstone and said to the two women, "Aunties, please wait for me in the car. I need to talk to Grandpa." Then she took out her keys from her pocket and handed them to them.

After being hung up on, Ji Hancheng looked annoyed and immediately called Han Yue, saying directly, "Find out where she is."

Han Yue refused, saying, "I won't be working on the first day of the Lunar New Year."

I hung up the phone.

The man, with black lines on his face, stared at the screen.

A few moments later, I received a text message on my phone: "Cemetery."

After reading the message, he took out his phone again and called Lu Jinnan. "Hello?"

Lu Jinnan, who was on the other side, was just about to ask them to hang out. "Young Master Ji, is there an event?"

"Yes, go to the cemetery to pay your respects to your grandfather."

Lu Jinnan suddenly raised his voice a few decibels, "Young Master Ji, do you know what day it is today? Who went to the cemetery on the first day of the Lunar New Year?"

"Are you going or not?" The calm tone carried a hint of threat.

Lu Jinnan: "............" In the end, he still agreed without thinking.

Lu Jinnan, who had originally planned to accompany his mother to burn incense and pray to Buddha after putting away his phone, coughed awkwardly and said, "Mom, I have something to do and can't go to the temple with you. Why don't you go with Dad?"

Mr. Lu was not surprised that his son had messed up, and calmly continued reading his book.

Lu's mother was furious. Today she wanted to ask Lu Jinnan to help her find a husband. It wasn't sincere of her not to go in person. After all the trouble she had been causing lately, she hadn't managed to find a wife. She hadn't even seen half a daughter-in-law.

"Where are you going? You have to come with me to pray today. There's a big problem with your marriage. You're already 28 and you haven't brought home even half a girlfriend."

Lu Jinnan scratched his head, grinning as he said in a serious tone, "I'm planning to go pay my respects to Grandpa. It's the first day of the lunar month today, so it'll show my sincerity. Grandpa can't just watch me remain single. Who knows, maybe next year you'll be able to hold your grandchildren."

Lu's mother didn't believe it. "Hmph, you make empty promises every day, but I've never seen you cash them."

Mr. Lu could tell that his son didn't want to go, and being shrewd, he knew that his son wouldn't go to the cemetery on the first day of the Lunar New Year for no reason; there must be a reason. So he didn't force him. "Alright, let him go. He won't be very sincere if he goes like this. Even the Bodhisattva will have a headache if he sees him. He might not be able to arrange a marriage for his son and will only upset the Bodhisattva."

Only after hearing this did Lu's mother let her son go.

When Lu Jinnan drove to the foot of the cemetery, a man dressed in black casual clothes leaned against the car, waiting for him lazily.

From afar, it's like a painting: a luxury car and a handsome man. It's hard not to make many women swoon, and even he, the man himself, has to admit he's damn handsome.

This face must have ruined countless women; no wonder Lu Man recklessly pursued him.

Seeing Lu Jinnan approaching slowly, Ji Hancheng said with disdain, "Could you be any slower?" If you're any slower, people will have already left.

He stuffed a bouquet of flowers into Lu Jinnan's arms, then walked up the steps with his hands in his pockets.

Lu Jinnan stared blankly at the chrysanthemums in his arms. "You even bought flowers, so you really wanted to come and pay respects to my grandfather."

The point is, what's wrong with this person? Why doesn't he go and pay respects to his own grandmother, but instead comes to pay respects to my grandfather? They're not even from the same family lineage.

It's still the first day of the Lunar New Year, and it's a bit creepy.

As soon as he arrived at the cemetery, Lu Jinnan spotted a familiar figure in the distance. He squinted and, after recognizing her, suddenly realized, "Young Master Ji is such a scoundrel; he wants to see his ex-wife."

Here.

Tang Junyao was completely unaware of Ji Hancheng's arrival and continued to squat by the tombstone. Today, she was wearing a long black down jacket that reached her ankles, which was warm enough.

After wiping the water droplets from the tombstone, she said gently, "Grandpa, I went back to the old house yesterday for the Lunar New Year. The housekeepers cleaned it very well. By the way, I'm going abroad to study after the New Year, so I probably won't be able to visit you often. I'm asking for leave in advance. I also won't be able to come back to see you for Qingming Festival this year. I'll tell you the reason next year; I think you'll like that. Also, Mom isn't an orphan; she has relatives. Are you surprised? I was very surprised too. Grandpa and the others never mentioned it. I plan to slowly find the answers when I go abroad. I want to find the truth for Mom. Grandpa, do you think I'm right?"

Lu Jinnan was the only one in front of Old Master Lu's tombstone. Ji Hancheng came over, bowed briefly, and left.

Lu Jinnan, who hadn't checked the weather forecast, was dressed rather lightly. He pulled his coat tighter around himself and cursed Ji Hancheng a thousand times in his heart.

A deep, magnetic male voice sounded from above, "This house should have belonged to you."

Tang Junyao thought there was something wrong with her ears, but when she suddenly turned around, a tall, slender figure and a man's sculpted features came into view.

At this moment, her heart was beating a little fast. It wasn't because she was smitten by his good looks; to be honest, this was the first time she had seen this man in casual clothes. He looked comfortable and good-looking.

But the reason her heart was pounding was that she was so glad she hadn't told her grandfather about her pregnancy. Luckily, because she didn't know when this person had appeared behind her. He was like a ghost, making no sound at all, and she even suspected that he had floated over.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ji Hancheng continued, "Why don't you want a house?" Did she really want to live with Su Yu and be a dependent?

Tang Junyao stood up. Perhaps because she had been squatting for too long, she felt dizzy and had low blood sugar. A pair of strong, large hands supported her shoulders.

After pausing for a moment, she stepped back. "Thank you. Young Master Ji, you didn't come to the cemetery specifically to find me about this, did you?"

Ji Hancheng was angered by her stepping back, and his arrogant self came out: "Where do you get your confidence? I came with Lu Jinnan to pay respects to his grandfather."

Tang Junyao was a little puzzled. Is it now fashionable in the capital to visit graves on the first day of the lunar new year? She was just worried about having to go abroad unexpectedly, so she thought she would come to see her grandfather this morning since she had some free time, so that no one else would do the same thing as her.

Is it really true that people in Beijing visit graves on the first day of the Lunar New Year? But surely they're visiting their own graves, not each other's, right?

After composing himself, he said, "That's good. I thought Young Master Ji regretted it after the divorce. It's good that he didn't."

"Don't make a scene. Go get the property transferred this afternoon. Don't let people think I'm stingy."

Tang Junyao glanced at him. "Young Master Ji, firstly, we are secretly married. Even if you don't give me a single penny, no one will think you are stingy. If you think your friends have any objections, you can simply say that you gave it to me but I don't want it. Secondly, I added a condition to the agreement from the beginning: I would leave with nothing. So there's no need for that. You don't owe me anything, and I don't owe you anything."

Ji Hancheng was so angry that his chest felt like it was stuffed with cotton, but he couldn't do anything about it. "Fine, Tang Junyao, you really have guts."

Watching the man's retreating figure, Tang Junyao slowly loosened her clenched hands, her palms becoming slightly sweaty.

Sure enough, once people have a secret, they become afraid of being discovered, and they can't always act naturally.

"What's wrong with you? Did you see your ex-sister-in-law and get angry, or did you fail to win her back?" Lu Jinnan glanced at the dark-faced man, then stepped down the stairs and bombarded him with questions.

The man in front of them, whose face was gloomy, stopped in his tracks. "Which eye of yours saw me chasing after her? I just wanted her to transfer ownership of the Royal Garden."

Lu Jinnan: The transfer of ownership requires the first day of the Lunar New Year. Do we need to come to the cemetery? Isn't there something called a cell phone?