Refusing to marry into a wealthy family, the richest man's uncle coaxed me into marriage

Yu Zhiheng was hit by the powerful force and staggered to the ground. His eyes went dark and a bloody taste came out of his mouth.

After a pause, he looked up and saw his uncle's cold and fierce features. His uncle usually did not show his emotions on his face, and this was the first time he saw his uncle with such an expression.

Yu Hanshen quickly took off the coat that was in the way and threw it on the ground casually, with a hint of ruthlessness in his movements.

Without saying anything, he walked up to Yu Zhiheng, grabbed his collar and lifted him up from the ground, then slammed him against the wall and punched him a few more times.

My second aunt, Qu Boan and two assistants who were following behind were all stunned by this scene.

A person who holds a high position and remains calm in the face of any major changes, actually beats up his own nephew regardless of the occasion. It can be seen that he was really touched.

Two nurses passing by screamed when they saw this violent scene, but there was no fear in their eyes, but instead an inexplicable fanaticism.

Although no one knows why the man hit people, he was dressed in a suit and looked very imposing. The fabric on his raised shoulders and arms was tight when he hit people, revealing his explosive muscle lines.

Even though he was wearing a suit that restricted his movements, his movements were nimble and smooth, fierce and sharp, his hair was neatly arranged, and he had a charming charisma that made people's hearts beat faster and their blood boil.

When the second aunt saw Yu Hanshen throwing Yu Zhiheng to the ground and kicking Yu Zhiheng in the back with his leather shoes, she woke up as if from a dream and quickly called Qu Boan and the assistant to go over and separate them.

A man who never gets angry is particularly intimidating when he gets angry. Qu Boan and his assistant have followed Yu Hanshen for many years and have never seen President Yu get so angry that they hesitated and dared not step forward.

The second aunt remembered that Yu Zhiheng had been injured in a car accident before, and was afraid that Yu Hanshen had beaten him to death. Several of her subordinates were unwilling to do so, so they had to go up and stop the fight themselves.

But before she got close, Yu Hanshen had stopped beating her. He looked down at Yu Zhiheng, whose half face was swollen on the ground.

The voice he spoke did not show any signs of emotional instability after having just beaten someone up. It was so calm and peaceful that it was frightening: "If you were not my nephew, I would have killed you."

It was precisely because of his calmness and peace that his words did not sound like casual remarks.

Qu Boan and his two assistants looked at each other, then quietly stepped back, trying hard to appear invisible.

Yu Zhiheng sat on the ground with the bloodstained coat dropped beside him. He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth which had lost all feeling.

Yu Hanshen sat down on the waiting chair next to him. The young man who brought Si Tong to the hospital picked up the coat he had thrown on the ground and handed it to him tremblingly. Yu Hanshen glanced at the young man, took it and put it on slowly.

"Why did you come to Tongcheng instead of staying in northern Jiangsu?" Yu Hanshen looked calm at this moment. He crossed his long legs casually, looking relaxed and at ease, as if he was not the one who lost control and beat someone up just now.

"You feel uncomfortable if you don't cause trouble for a day, right?"

Yu Zhiheng picked up the blood-stained coat and stood up. The movement hurt his back and he gasped in pain.

Listening to Yu Hanshen's elder tone of education, he didn't want to admit that he was a child who only knew how to cause trouble, but he did get into big trouble not long ago.

On the way to send Si Tong to the hospital, seeing her fragile appearance with cold sweat on her forehead and tears quietly, he felt so distressed that he almost suffocated. He also regretted that he should not use He Qinglan's matter to force her to make a decision when her relatives had just passed away.

"I didn't mean to hurt her, I just..."

"Just what?" Yu Hanshen looked up at him. Even though he was sitting, his aura still made Yu Zhiheng's back feel heavy. "Do you think that because there's a life between her and me, you have a chance?"

Yu Zhiheng pursed his lips.

Yu Hanshen's eyes were dark and deep: "This is the last time that uncle will tolerate you."

After a pause, he continued, "My uncle has arranged a few life assistants for you. They will come to pick you up and take you back to northern Jiangsu tonight. You should go there and learn from Mr. Zhang. When you can stand on your own, come back."

He said it lightly, but his meaning was quite serious.

Yu Zhiheng suddenly raised his head to look at Yu Hanshen. Even though he was afraid, his face, which was half swollen, showed his dissatisfaction. "You want to restrict me? What right do you have to restrict me?"

Yu Hanshen's tone became more and more nonchalant: "You are already 22 years old, and you are still acting so unstable. Your father can't control you, so I, your uncle, have to take care of you. Or, do you want to go abroad?"

"..." Yu Zhiheng knew that his uncle was a man of his words. If he didn't stay in northern Jiangsu honestly, his uncle would really throw him abroad.

Grandma will be cremated and buried tomorrow. Old Madam Yu, Old Man Yu, Yu Shengde's family, Yu Yanxi, and Yu Peizhou will all come to see the old lady off for the last time.

As soon as I landed at the airport near Tongcheng, I received the news that Si Tong had a miscarriage.

Madam Yu’s eyes went dark immediately and she fainted.

Everyone hurriedly woke her up and rushed to the hospital immediately. They saw the culprit Yu Zhiheng outside the ward, and Old Madam Yu stepped forward and slapped him.

Fu Yunrong had already learned from her second aunt that Yu Zhiheng had been beaten by Yu Hanshen. Seeing her son's miserable appearance with bruised face and broken mouth, she felt distressed, but she did not try to stop Madam Yu from slapping him.

"What on earth do you want to do? Don't you think our house is messy enough?" Old Madam Yu cried, "Do you want to piss me off to death? Ah?"

This year has truly been a turbulent year for the Yu family.

First, Yu Hanshen got together with his nephew's murderer ex-girlfriend, then his granddaughter-in-law became an instigator, and then his granddaughter-in-law was exposed in public for cheating on her, and his great-grandson was not his biological child.

Si Tong finally got pregnant and her marriage to Yu Hanshen was put on the agenda, but then He Qinglan hired someone to kill someone and the wedding was delayed.

Now, Si Tong’s child is gone again, and Old Madam Yu feels like she can’t breathe.

Fu Yunrong and Yu Yanxi hurried forward to help Old Madam Yu calm down, and Yu Shuhe handed a wet tissue to Yu Zhiheng to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth and hands.

Yu Zhiheng didn't answer, but just stood there with a tense face.

Seeing this chaotic scene, Yu Wan Ning felt more and more that Si Tong was the nemesis of the Yu family, and everything revolved around her.

Just as he was about to say something sarcastic, Yu Hanshen came out of the ward, and Yu Wan immediately took back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Especially when she saw her uncle's deep gaze looking at her, her scalp tightened.

"How is Tongtong?" Old Madam Yu asked hurriedly.

"Go to bed, you guys go to the hotel first." Yu Hanshen made clear arrangements: "Go to Tongtong's house at five o'clock tomorrow morning, and go to the funeral home with the hearse."

After sending everyone away, Yu Hanshen walked to the fire escape, opened the window and lit a cigarette. It was already dark, and his expression was hidden in the darkness, deep and unfathomable.

Si Tong woke up late at night.

She was lying flat on her back, sleeping in an upright position, with her hands tightly covering her lower abdomen, as if unconsciously protecting it.

But now there is no need for protection.

The child is gone, and the last bond between her and Yu Hanshen is gone too.

Yu Hanshen lay on his side beside her, one arm resting on her collarbone. Even when he was asleep, the grip he held on her shoulders never relaxed.

The other arm was placed between Si Tong and his body in a somewhat awkward position. This posture must be very uncomfortable.

Si Tong didn't move, she just kept her eyes open. The light in the ward was dim, and she stared at the ceiling above her head in a daze.

Yu Hanshen had been sleeping soundly, waking up from time to time. When he woke up again, he saw Si Tong with his eyes open and his upper body slightly raised.

The hand on her shoulder moved to her lower abdomen, the temperature of his palm was hot: "Does it still hurt?"

Si Tong shook his head, got out of bed and went to the bathroom. When he came out, he said, "I want to go back and look after grandma."

"Don't worry, someone is watching over you." Yu Hanshen helped her onto the bed and whispered, "Your first priority now is to have a good rest."

"Cousin?" Si Tong asked softly. He couldn't think of anyone else except his cousin.

Yu Hanshen didn't answer and poured her a glass of water. When Si Tong took the cup of water, she noticed that there was a large piece of skin broken on the joint of the back of his right hand.

"What's wrong with your hand?" She grabbed the man's hand that was reaching back.

"I knocked against it." Yu Hanshen replied casually, with a perfunctory tone.

Si Tong was somewhat dissatisfied with his indifferent attitude. The broken skin was slightly red, which was obviously a sign of inflammation. She walked out of the ward and went to the nurse's station, wanting to ask the nurse for two cotton swabs dipped in iodine.

Perhaps because she was pretty, had a pleasant voice and was polite, the nurse did not seem unhappy about being disturbed late at night. She kindly found a disposable plastic cup and poured her half a bottle of iodine.

Coming back with iodine and cotton swabs, Si Tong carefully disinfected the back of Yu Hanshen's hand.

Yu Hanshen looked at her like a virtuous wife, and interest appeared in his deep eyes, "Why are you suddenly so considerate?"

Si Tong squatted beside his legs, let him put his hand on his thigh, took the cotton swab dipped in iodine and gently pressed the wound. Hearing this, he looked up at him, a quiet arc appeared on his lips, "Was I not considerate before?"

After she had finished disinfecting, Yu Hanshen bent down, lifted her up from his legs, and held her in his arms, "So considerate, please always be so considerate in the future."