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

Si Tong ran into the master bedroom, closed the door, leaned against the door, and heard the sound of a car driving away in the yard. He gradually became dazed.

She is considered a smart person, but in the face of Yu Hanshen's absolute strength, she seems so stretched and her brain is completely insufficient.

Yu Hanshen didn't want to let her go, and he had plenty of ways to keep her.

But she already had resentment towards him and could no longer devote herself to the relationship as fully as before, which was unfair to him.

It was also a torture for her.

In addition to the senior leaders from the headquarters, heads of various branches also came from all over the country to attend the high-level meeting of Huangsheng Group.

In the executive conference room that can accommodate hundreds of people, Yu Hanshen sat in the main seat, with a dignified aura and deep and calm eyes. He seemed to be no different from usual, but the senior executives who were more familiar with him could see that President Yu was in a bad mood today.

The atmosphere of the meeting was heavy and depressing, but when it was Yu Hanshen's turn to summarize the work, his tone was calm and gentle, and he rarely lowered his head to look at documents. It was obvious that he was well aware of the group's operating conditions.

The meeting was not declared over until eight o'clock in the evening. When Yu Hanshen picked up his phone and stood up to leave, the president of the cultural group next to him came to the side of Executive Vice President Gu Zehui.

"What happened to Mr. Yu? He hasn't shown up for more than ten days, and when he showed up, there was a dark cloud over his head."

Gu Zehui was promoted by Yu Hanshen and was close to Yu Hanshen. He knew that his immediate superior had been dealing with the issue of the young fiancée during this period, and he also knew that President Yu's young fiancée had a conflict with President Yu.

Hearing this, Gu Zehui smoked a cigarette and said nonchalantly: "Why else? It's because our Madam Yu is mad at me."

The president of the cultural group glared at him, "Isn't it said that Mrs. Yu has a bad family background? She is ten years younger than President Yu. How dare a little girl with an ordinary family to anger President Yu? She is really brave."

Gu Zehui thought of what happened at the Beijing Poly Auction in late August and smiled: "If anyone is to blame, it should be Mr. Yu himself. He spoiled me and now he has shot himself in the foot."

In order to give the little girl money to spend, he had to go to great lengths to conceal the truth. He felt at the time that it would be only a matter of time before that girl would ride on Mr. Yu's neck and act wildly.

When Yu Hanshen returned to the Imperial Examination Hall, it was already past nine o'clock.

After getting out of the car, he looked up at the light coming through the balcony of the master bedroom on the second floor. Unlike the cold dark gray tones before, the color at this moment was full of the tenderness and warmth of a little girl.

Reflected in Yu Hanshen's eyes, a hint of warmth appeared in the man's deep eyes.

"Sir, you're back. Dinner is ready." Aunt Yang took the coat that Yu Hanshen took off and hung it in the cabinet at the entrance.

"How was your mood this afternoon, Madam?" Yu Hanshen asked.

Aunt Yang thought for a moment and replied, "She was fine. She took a nap in the afternoon and then read a book. After dinner, when I went to bring her donkey-hide gelatin and red dates soup, she was still reading. She was very hardworking."

Yu Hanshen recalled the third time he met Si Tong. She was setting up a stall in the alley and doing homework under a night light.

It seems that no matter how difficult the environment is, it cannot hinder her determination to study, and she exudes a tenacity.

Even though she was sad about the death of her relatives and angry about being restrained by him, it did not affect her studies.

If she could put some of the energy she put into studying into him, he wouldn't be so anxious.

When the words "worry about gains and losses" came up, Yu Hanshen paused slightly as he walked towards the restaurant and couldn't help laughing.

Having lived for more than thirty years, he has always been accustomed to being in control of the overall situation. But now, because of Si Tong, he acts like a young boy and begins to feel uneasy.

After finishing his meal, he went upstairs and pushed open the door of the master bedroom. Yu Hanshen saw the girl half lying on the sofa reading a book.

The indoor temperature was just right. Si Tong was wearing a V-neck Japanese-style printed pajamas with short sleeves and a short skirt. The hem was slit, revealing a pair of milky white and slender legs.

She was leaning on the armrest of the sofa, holding a book on advanced algebra in her hands, reading it seriously, occasionally writing or drawing with a pen. There were several books piled messily beside her legs. Compared with Yu Hanshen's rigorous and orderly lifestyle, she seemed a little sloppy.

On the coffee table next to it was a half-eaten donkey-hide gelatin and red date soup.

Yu Hanshen stood at the door, stared at the pretty and charming girl for a moment, then walked in.

Si Tong studied very attentively, and she didn't look up from the book until the man's dry, warm hands grasped her calves.

"Why don't you cover yourself with a blanket? It's not good to catch a cold." Yu Hanshen's voice was gentle. As he said this, the touch from his palm was soft and warm, and there was no sign of catching a cold.

My hand couldn't help but slide down along the girl's slender calves to her feet. I held them to try and found that her feet were not cold.

However, he still went to the cloakroom to get a blanket, covered Si Tong below the abdomen, and tidied up the messy books.

Si Tong looked at his attentive and considerate behavior, and her hand holding the book tightened slightly. When Yu Hanshen went to the bathroom to wash up, she suddenly said, "I want to tell you something."

Yu Hanshen had just taken off his collar pin and his hand was on the knot of his tie. Hearing her words, he stopped and turned to look at her, his eyes indescribably tender and gentle.

Si Tong pursed his lips and said, "Aunt and Yangyang don't want to come to Haicheng, so don't transfer their household registration. When they are discharged from the hospital, they will return to Tongcheng."

"Go to bed early." Yu Hanshen said, and went into the bathroom while pulling his tie.

Si Tong looked at the closed bathroom door, his brows calm, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Yu Hanshen avoided the question, which already made his attitude clear.

Ten minutes later, Yu Hanshen, wearing dark grey home clothes, opened the bathroom door and was greeted by the girl's soft and boneless arms hugging his waist.

Somewhat unexpectedly, his hand was still on the door handle, and his other hand was holding the girl's slender back. Feeling the warmth and softness in his arms, he smiled slowly and faintly: "Why did you suddenly change your personality?"

Si Tong said nothing and pulled Yu Hanshen out of the bathroom.

Being pushed so that her back hit the wall, Yu Hanshen's eyes showed a hint of interest. He held the girl's waist with both hands and looked down at her with interest, "What do you want to do?"

Before he could finish his words, a soft kiss landed on his Adam's apple.

The smile on Yu Han's thin lips slowly disappeared, his eyes darkened, and his fingers unconsciously kneaded the soft flesh on Si Tong's waist.

As the girl gave him an unskilled wet kiss, Yu Hanshen's Adam's apple moved.

Si Tong seldom kissed her like this, and even when he did, it was because he coaxed and seduced her. Such active enthusiasm was rare.

If it were any other time, Yu Hanshen would be happy to enjoy the little girl throwing herself at him and kissing him, but now, the little girl was obviously behaving abnormally.

So when Si Tong raised his hand to unbutton his pajamas, Yu Hanshen held down that unruly little hand.

"What do you want to do?" he asked again, his low voice revealing a subtle hoarseness.

"Can't I kiss you?" Si Tong's cheeks flushed. She was thinking about what she was going to do soon. She couldn't keep calm. Her heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of her throat.

Yu Hanshen looked down at him, his eyes were sharp and insightful, "You are being nice to me for no reason."

Either adultery or theft.

Si Tong gradually felt guilty under the man's scrutinizing gaze. Not wanting to give up halfway, she forced herself to kiss his chin. The girl's soft voice seduced him, "Don't you like it?"

As she spoke, she raised her other hand to unbutton his pajamas, but was held down again.