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

12 o'clock sharp that night

Ji Hancheng came out of Lan Yunchen's room with a heavy and complicated mood. He immediately thought of Yaoyao, so he took out his mobile phone and sent Tang Junyao a message, "Good night wife."

He didn't think that Lan Yunchen's suspicion was groundless, just like he had doubted it back then, if the truth found was what they thought, his breathing suddenly tightened.

Lying on the bed, half awake and half asleep, Tang Junyao, who was in a daze, felt the vibration of the phone, and fished the phone sideways to unlock it. It was a message from the chameleon.

She glanced at it and entered a few words on the chat interface: Have you taken a shower?

After typing, I felt my heart beating a little faster, and my face felt hot for no reason.

Soon Ji Hancheng over there replied: Are you waiting for me, are you waiting to help me take a bath?

Tang Junyao's hand holding the phone was a little tighter. Her answer was indeed as if she was waiting to help him take a bath. Just as she was thinking about how to reply, Ji Hancheng's second message came in: It's too late so I won't bother you. We're saving money , I will ask you for interest next time.

At the top of the chat interface, it shows that the other party is typing, followed by another message: Rest early, good night, miss you.

Looking at the provocative messages, she felt warm in her heart, and a certain place was filled.

Is this love? No matter how late it is, I will send a message to the other party before going to bed, telling her good night.

Lan Yunxi was still in a pk with Han Yue, and the two of them had been fighting back and forth for several rounds.

Xixi lost a round, moved her two fingers, stretched her waist, turned her head and asked Tang Junyao, "Sister, what are you doing, so happy, did your brother-in-law send you a message?"

She controlled the joy in her heart, chose to avoid this topic, and replied lightly: "Well, aren't you going to bed yet? It's 12 o'clock. Have you two decided the winner?"

Although Xixi lost, he was very happy. It was rare to meet an opponent that he was interested in. He had never felt so happy before. He replied with a smile, "No, forget it. I will tell Oppa to fight again another day. Bar."

As he said that, he clicked on Han Yue's chat dialog box on the WeChat interface of the display screen, "Ouba, I'm going offline first, and we'll fight another day."

As a result, the message was sent out for a long time and there was no reply. Xixi waited for a long time and still did not reply. She frowned slightly and asked sideways, "Sister, does this Han Yue Ouba usually not reply to messages?"

This Tang Junyao really doesn't know. After all, she doesn't have Han Yue's contact information. She could ask when Lu Jinnan was still there a few hours earlier, "This sister really doesn't know, but he doesn't seem to talk much."

But it's quite poisonous when he speaks, and few people can resist it.

Curious, Tang Junyao turned sideways, resting her head on her hands, "Why do you call him Ouba?"

Xixi didn't care if Han Yue didn't reply to the message, so he turned off the computer and put the computer on the table, climbed onto the bed, lay down on the bed, and propped his chin with both hands, "Sister, don't you think he is handsome?"

Tang Junyao: "......" Xixi couldn't be more attracted to Han Yue.

This Han Yue is not something that Xixi can control. Although he is handsome, he is also cold, with a bit of a naughty air, but he is not such an easy-going person at first glance.

Tang Junyao said to Xixi solemnly: "Xixi, don't mess around, he is not so easy to get along with."

Xixi tilted her head in thought, and asked, "Is it difficult to get along with? It's okay, but the words are a little less."

Tang Junyao asked, "Did he reply to your message at night?"

Xixi shook his head in disappointment. Lan Yunxi and Han Yue attacked back and forth for several rounds at night. When he encountered a professional problem, he wanted to send him a message for advice, but he didn't reply at all.

Cold, very cold.

One night, Xixi really attacked him, and then he attacked back, and there was no other communication.

Even if Xixi playfully hits you that you are good, you are not good, you are low, it can't arouse Han Yue's verbal retaliation at all, it just detoxifies, and doesn't reply.

Lan Yunxi murmured and held her head, "No, I haven't replied to a single message."

Han Yue's reaction was within Tang Junyao's expectations. I remember that when Su Xue teased Han Yue in the coffee shop, what did he say at that time, oh, yes, I like people who talk less.

At that time, I didn't give Su Xue any face at all, and refused directly. Today, I can agree to Jia Xixi's WeChat account, which is probably to give Ji Hancheng face. It's okay to add, and it's my business to ignore you after adding it.

Han Yue probably thought so, so no matter how Xixi conquered him, he didn't respond, maybe he really liked talking less.

Xixi talks a lot, is playful, eccentric, and has a strong competitive spirit. It's really not Han Yue's style. At least the first sentence is excluded if she talks a lot, that's fine.

Tang Junyao turned the phone in her hand and looked at the time. It was already 12:40, it was too late, she got up and rubbed the top of Xixi's head, "Hurry up and sleep, Han Yue is not someone you can deal with, it's okay to exchange professional knowledge, Don't think about anything else."

Lan Yunxi sat up abruptly, and snorted, "Hmph, I have to ask him to speak. Don't you think it's uncomfortable for him to hold back like this? He will definitely suffocate to death."

Tang Junyao: "......"

She wanted to say, sister, it's not a matter of suffocating or not, it's a matter of personality. Some people are introverted and some are extroverted. For example, you and Han Yue have very different personalities.

In the early morning of the next day, Didu Airport

Lan Yunxi is wearing a gray pleated skirt and a white blouse with puff sleeves on her upper body. Her hair is still tied up high. She looks like a high school student. She is innocent, youthful, and pure, making it difficult for people to get involved. , as if having a crooked mind is a crime.

Standing at the exit and looking around, the white tiger guard was on the side, not saying a word.

Xu Shi looked too seriously and didn't realize that there was a person coming beside him. Han Yue had been here for a while, half-closed his eyes and looked at Lan Yunxi.

Too young, even if you look good, you can't move your mind, and you will have a sense of crime.

Lan Yunxi turned around and found a man standing not far from him, standing out from the crowd, he was very abrupt, and he could be seen at a glance.

Very conspicuous, tall and handsome people can always be seen at a glance and are highly recognizable.

Han Yue is dressed very casually today, he also loves casual and clean, and now he is wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt, maybe it is too hot, a black sweater is draped over his shoulders, the two sleeves are tied together, Hanging around the neck, it looks like a pair of fake two pieces.

Casual and lazy, with a hint of ruffian.

Lan Yunxi stared in a daze for a while, curled the corners of her mouth, and smiled sweetly, "Ouba, are you coming to pick me up too?"

Han Yue glanced at the person who came out, and said softly, "Yes."

Lan Yunxi: Are you poor in words, can't you say one more word?Are you really not going to be suffocated like this? No way, I will be suffocated.

How could the talkative Xixi be so cold-hearted, and continued to look for topics, "Ouba, why didn't you reply to my message yesterday."

Han Yue didn't answer. He was wearing black sunglasses, so he couldn't see the color of his eyes. The sunglasses were so big that they covered half of his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Undeterred, Xixi continued, holding a breath in her heart, she must let you speak, "Ouba, are you a Capricorn?"

Bai Hu was a little embarrassed by the side, the young lady said so many words, this young master Han jumped out word by word, almost as if he was deaf.

Lan Yunxi's small face was stained with a sense of frustration, Han Yue observed it through the lens of the sunglasses, and replied in a twitch, "No."

Xixi was excited by this answer, "Ouba, you talked to me, your voice is really nice, you should speak more in the future."

Han Yue suddenly stood up straight and strode towards the exit.

Lan Yunxi also turned around and followed her gaze.

I saw a person wearing light-colored denim ripped pants, a light green off-the-shoulder tight knit sweater over his top, his hands on the trolleys of two large white suitcases, and a pair of muffin white slippers on his feet.

The shawl with dull blue straight hair was scattered on the shoulders like a waterfall, but the color of the waterfall was a little different. She was also wearing a pair of sunglasses, and most of her delicate facial features were covered.

A black limited edition bucket bag is slung on his side.

This outfit is casual, feminine and cool.

A set of clothes showed a variety of temperaments, but she managed them very well, and it didn't violate harmony at all.

The girl walking across threw away the suitcase, ran over and hugged Lan Yunxi, "Little princess, do you miss me?"

Lan Yunxi smiled from the bottom of her heart, and replied softly, "I think so, you should have come back yesterday, we had a barbecue party yesterday."

The girl let go of Lan Yunxi, hung the sunglasses on top of her head, as if she didn't see the man next to her, she casually tossed her hair behind her, "It's okay, my sister will show you something fun in a few days."

Han Yue looked at the ancestor's clothes through the sunglasses, and frowned slightly. They were dressed in all kinds of clothes, and they were hollowed out below the knees. If her bag was not limited edition, Han Yue felt that she couldn't afford pants.

Stepping forward, he casually pulled the suitcase thrown aside by the girl, and asked softly, "Where do you live?"

The girl smiled, with my biggest expression on her face, "I want to live in your house."

Han Yue ignored her words and strode directly to the door with the suitcase in his hands.

At this moment, Lan Yunxi understood that she and Ouba picked up the same person, both sister Guoguo, but what is the relationship between them? Is it your boyfriend?"

The girl hummed a word, "Hmph, do you think my sister has a tendency to be abused, find such a person who can't utter 10 sentences a day, and practice cross-eyed life?"

Lan Yunxi already felt the girl's naked disgust, she was sure, but she still wanted to ask, "So isn't it your boyfriend?"

The girl didn't know that Lan Yunxi and Han Yue had already added contact information and had confronted several times, so she said disapprovingly, "Sister's eyes are bright, you can't fall in love with him unless you are blind."

Then he added, "Although I don't want to admit it, he is my brother of the same father and mother, who came out of the same belly."

These words successfully made Lan Yunxi stop in his tracks, staring with wide eyes in shock, trying to find clues from Han Guoguo's face, "Your brother?"

Han Guoguo spread her arms and shrugged, saying yes.

Lan Yunxi then asked again, "Sister Guoguo, didn't you say your surname is Ye?"

Han Guoguo laughed, and hugged the innocent and lovely Lan Yunxi tightly by the shoulders, thinking that this younger sister is really cute, "Silly younger sister, this is the surname that my sister changed for herself. How can anyone have a wild surname."

Lan Yunxi: "......" She can still play like this, is she too hasty?