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

At that time, Ji Zhai.

Ji Hancheng, who had just gotten into bed and was about to sleep with his wife, received a message from the bodyguard who secretly protected his son: The young master has gone to Yixinyuan.

After reading the message, Ji Hancheng pinched his eyebrows with a headache. The peaks of his eyebrows were like two ropes that were constantly getting closer. He suddenly felt that teaching this child to unlock was a wrong decision. For a moment, he regretted it and was hasty.

Tang Junyao saw him pinching his eyebrows and thought he was tired. She warmly raised her hand to rub his temples, "Tired?"

Ji Hancheng didn't want Yaoyao to know that Lele was staying with Yueyue in Yixinyuan tonight. If he knew, he might be embarrassed to see Lele in the future. It would be embarrassing for children to know how much the secret of parents' happy life is.

He picked up Tang Junyao's hand and held it in his hand, and lied seriously, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

Tang Junyao glared at him, "I told you to take it easy and sleep peacefully at night."

"I know, wife." A man is a boy until he dies, and there are some things he won't admit defeat.

Noon the next day.

The two people in Yixinyuan woke up slowly. The first person to wake up was Lu Yiyue. Her voice was a bit hoarse. She wanted to speak, but found that her throat was not very comfortable and it was difficult to speak, so she closed her mouth again.

I closed my eyes, opened them again, and was about to stare at the white ceiling to wake up, when I was suddenly surprised by the flowers on the ceiling.

The first impression is that it is so beautiful.

The flowers that are blooming to the extreme have different colors from light to dark, and there is a number flashing in the corner, 180?

What's this? Lu Yiyue was suspicious in her heart.

I remember that when I came in yesterday, I didn’t notice any different design on the ceiling? She tried hard to recall, but she was a little unsure whether it was there or not. Could it be that she didn't see it clearly?

Lu Yiyue had no idea that these flowers were created by her. She once thought they were features designed by her godfather to brighten the room.

Just as she was thinking about it, a low voice sounded from the crook of her neck, and he rubbed her delicate neck, muffled, "Wake up, aren't you tired?"

Seeing that he woke up, she asked curiously, in the softest voice, because her throat was also uncomfortable, "This ceiling is so beautiful, was it also designed by your godfather?"

Before Ji Jiale could answer, Lu Yiyue began to whisper again, "I've heard of people designing stars and seas for children's rooms, and there are also animations, but this is the first time I've seen someone design a sea of ​​flowers."

It seems that I have never heard of such a design. The idea is quite strange, Lu Yiyue thought in her heart.

In order to keep an image for her father, she cannot let her daughter-in-law know how much her future father-in-law plays, so she can only take the blame herself, "No, I found someone to set it up."

His smile could be felt in the crook of his neck. He had looked at the ceiling countless times last night. It was indeed very beautiful. Only then did he realize that the flower was not one color, but showed different colors depending on the level of decibels.

His father really gave him a new perspective. There is nothing he can't do except what he can't imagine.

I have to admire my dad's brain.

Lu Yiyue turned her body sideways and faced him. Her waist was a little sore and she continued to ask, "What is this for? Does it light up the room?"

Ji Jiale didn't answer, but used actions to tell her what it was for. He suddenly scratched her armpit under the quilt. The unexpected attack shocked Lu Yiyue and shouted, "Ah... .....”

After exclaiming, Ji Jiale moved his head away from her neck with a smile, stretched out the hand around her waist, gently pinched her chin, and turned her head so that her eyes were fixed on the ceiling.

She saw a flower slowly spreading out on the ceiling, and finally appeared at the top. She witnessed the entire flowering process, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she almost didn't react.

The number on the counter has also changed to 181............

After a moment, she seemed to understand, Lu Yiyue: "............"

After Lu Yiyue came back to his senses, he scolded Ji Jiale for the first time. His voice was not nice and hoarse, "Ji Jiale, you are sick."

So these are the flowers she called out?

Is this recommended by that perverted designer? You must be sick.

There was no way the blame could be laid. Lu Yiyue's anger was not lethal at all. Instead, Ji Jiale smiled. The smile on his lips gradually widened to prevent her from getting angry. He restrained and coaxed, "I just want to record it. If you If you don’t like it, we won’t come next time.”

Finally, Lu Yiyue attacked Ji Jiale with soft fists and weak legs under the quilt. Ji Jiale indulged and did not stop him. Instead, he laughed out loud. Lu Yiyue was so angry that he bit him on the chest again.

Before Lu Yiyue could ask about the origin of this design, Ji Jiale took the initiative to explain, saying that he had added it later, and that he had completely removed it for his father.

After trying his father's new function, Ji Jiale would return home early every time he went on a business trip and take Lu Yiyue to Yixin Garden to review the past and learn about the new. The authority of this house was given to Ji Jiale.

Ji Hancheng, on the other hand, had the handle. He couldn't compete with his son. If Yueyue found out that the design came from him, he would lose his face.

The next day, Lu Yiyue went back to live with the Lu family. She wanted to spend more time with her family before getting married.

At the end of the month.

Steward Ji passed away. Ji Hancheng took care of the old man's funeral affairs and buried Steward Ji next to the old man. Before leaving, Steward Ji said something: The time has come. Lele is engaged. Someone must take care of it. Bring this good news to the old man and the old lady. I miss them too, so just let me take it with you.

Ji Guanjia has worked hard in Ji's house all his life. He has no children or a wife. He is usually called Ji Guanjia, Ji Guanjia. In fact, what everyone doesn't know is that his surname is not Ji. When the monument was erected, Ji Hancheng changed it to Ji Guanjia. Only people with the last name Ji Zhai can enter this garden.

At the end of the year.

On a dark night, the drizzle fell with the wind, soaking the originally dry ground. When you looked up, you could only see black, without stars for company.

The mood is also heavy, and the rainy weather makes people irritable.

Imperial City Airport.

A plane slowly rushed down from the sky and taxied for a while. After a while, the bodyguards in uniforms on the car stepped out of the plane in an orderly manner.

No one was holding an umbrella, they were all standing straight on the ground in the rain, neatly forming two rows.

Not a moment.

A stretcher was carried down, followed by three grown men on both sides of the stretcher. Their faces were gloomy, and their dark eyes looked like they were stained with ink.

Han Yue, who was wearing a black down jacket, had an expression that was colder than ever before. He ordered in a calm voice without any warmth in his voice, "Open the car door."

Lu Jinnan, who was wearing a white down jacket without an umbrella, braved his head and helped open the door of the RV. There was a clean big bed inside.

Ji Hancheng remained silent throughout, holding a big black umbrella and bending down. The bodyguard took the big umbrella from his hand and helped hold it. The three of them worked together to gently lift the girl to the RV.

Ji Hancheng murmured, not sure whether he was talking to himself or the person on the bed. He stretched out his hand to straighten the broken hair on the girl's forehead distressedly. His voice was broken and slightly trembling, "I'm home."

Hearing this, Han Yue pushed his tongue hard against his back molars to restrain his emotions. With a wave of his hand, all the bodyguards got into other cars one after another, and he and Lu Jinnan also got into the RV.

After hearing these two words, Lu Jinnan's defense broke instantly. He turned to look at the scenery outside, his eyes were slightly hot, he frowned hard to suppress the tears in his eyes, and his lips were slightly open.

Han Yue said nothing, but silently patted Ji Hancheng's shoulder to express comfort.

Feeling the emotions of his brothers, Ji Hancheng reluctantly said something, as if to himself and to encourage himself, "I will wake up."

As soon as these three words came out, the tears that Lu Jinnan was holding back fell from the corners of his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe them away quickly. Feeling that he was so worthless, he sniffed and said, "If Hanhan doesn't wake up, I'll take a step tomorrow." He kowtowed to all the temples in the imperial capital."

The atmosphere was silent, and none of the three men spoke. The man lying on the bed was pale, his cheeks were covered with injuries, numerous large and small, the corners of his mouth were severely cracked, and there were stab wounds on his neck. Only Ji Hancheng knew the injuries under the quilt.

Han Yue adjusted his mood and said softly: "Didn't I say there is a 70% chance, which means that Hanhan will definitely wake up. If Hanhan doesn't wake up, I will kneel down and pray to the Buddha for you like Jinnan. "

Two grown men who never believed in fate or Buddha now put their hope in Buddha.

The car was driving slowly, and everyone on the road stopped talking. Ji Hancheng's eyes were always on Hanhan on the bed. The other two couldn't see their brother like this, but they had no choice but to look away and look towards Elsewhere, give peace.

When the car arrived at Ji's house, everyone was already standing in the yard waiting for their arrival.

Su Xue, Lan Yunxi, Lu Yiyue, and even the Han family and his wife are here. Today is not Friday. Lu Qingchen, Ji Xinyu, and Su Can are not back.

As soon as the RV stopped in the yard, everyone rushed to greet it. Tang Junyao supported her mother-in-law Yuan Shu, Ji Jiale supported her grandfather Ji Hang, and Su Xue was worried about her best friend and followed closely.

The car door opened, and a stretcher from another car was immediately carried out. Yuan Shu's feet softened when he saw the stretcher. Tang Junyao almost fell over with him. She swallowed her saliva with a sore throat and walked forward with the strongest attitude. .

Father Han glanced at the cold-faced Ji Jiale, took the initiative to help Ji Hang, and said to Ji Jiale, "Go and help."

Lu Yiyue also hurriedly ran forward to check on Hanhan who was brought back. After squeezing in and seeing the person clearly, she almost stopped and held on to the car door, holding back tears. Her eyes were shining with tears, and she had no extra strength. When she went to help, Lan Yunxi saw that Yueyue was not in the right state, so she went up to take a look. She cried instantly, putting her hand on her nose, and her tears fell.

He couldn't even say "it's okay". He was afraid that his sister would be uncomfortable seeing it, so he immediately swallowed back his tears. Han Yue was busy and didn't take care of Xiao Xi.

When he helped Hanhan to be carried to the stretcher, he realized that Xiaoxi was crying. He didn't have time to comfort him at the moment, so he quickly touched the back of Xiaoxi's head with one hand, and immediately carried Hanhan to the house with Ji Hancheng. in.

The stretcher passed by several people, and everyone could clearly see the injuries on Hanhan's face lying on the stretcher. The doctor was already in place, followed by many authoritative experts from the base. The bodyguards were holding instruments in their hands.

Yuan Shu almost couldn't breathe. He clenched his fist tightly and his heartbeat was so fast. He raised his hand to ask Yaoyao to let go. He took a breath and said in a trembling voice, "Yaoyao, go check quickly. Mom is okay."

Mother Han walked over and supported Yuan Shu, "We are here, let's go."

The whole group didn't dare to go up. The Han family and his wife were waiting downstairs, watching Yuan Shu and Ji Hang while Su Xue, Lan Yunxi and Lu Yiyue followed.

After Lu Jinnan and Han Yue settled Hanhan, they stood up and prepared to go out. The doctor would put instruments on Hanhan later. They were not doctors and needed to avoid it.

Ji Hancheng's face was always gloomy, and he did not forget to thank him, "Thank you, go back."

Han Yue and Lu Jinnan answered in unison, with deep voices and low emotions, "Brother."

One word escaped from Ji Hancheng's lips and teeth, "Yeah."