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

On the way to send Zhang Mengling home, the three of them sat in the back seat of the Land Rover. Zhang Mengling reached out and touched the reading light switch above her head. In the bright yellow light, she saw that Zhou Zhou's handsome little face was swollen like a bun.

"If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. This is absolutely true." She ruffled Yu Peizhou's short hair, "You must stay away from your stepmother in the future."

Yu Peizhou lowered his little head, his eyelashes were wet, and he said nothing.

Zhang Mengling performed a few magic tricks to please children in an attempt to amuse him, but he showed no reaction at all. Zhang Mengling complained in frustration, "Handsome guys are so hard to please."

Yu Peizhou didn't say a word until the white Land Rover drove into the tribute hall.

Si Tong took him into the house. She had been in a hurry to go to the hospital and hadn't eaten. She asked the servant on duty tonight to cook two bowls of noodles.

While waiting for the noodles, she went to the bathroom to get a clean towel, and filled some hot and cold water, and applied them alternately to Zhou Zhou's face.

After dinner, I took Zhou Zhou to the guest room on the first floor.

"Take a shower and have a good sleep." Si Tong touched the boy's head, his cold eyes filled with tenderness: "This is not your fault, don't think too much, okay?"

Although Yu Peizhou hated the woman who took his father away, he never thought of hurting her. She screamed so miserably tonight that he was terrified and uncomfortable.

"But she hit her stomach because I shook her hand off..." Children do not see things as deeply as adults and can only see the superficial surface.

Obviously, he took the blame for this matter on himself.

Seeing that he was stuck in a rut, Si Tong sighed and was about to give him some more advice when he suddenly thought of himself a few months ago.

He was so stubborn that he put the blame for his grandmother's death on himself, causing great unhappiness between him and Yu Hanshen.

When the man was counseling her, did he feel the same way as she does now, helpless and distressed?

Going back to the master bedroom to take a shower, Si Tong stood under the shower head, letting the warm water pour over his head. After a long time, he looked down at his flat belly.

It's been more than two months and my stomach hasn't changed much.

Suddenly, she felt very fortunate that she later came to her senses, and she was also very fortunate that Yu Hanshen did not lose his patience with her.

……

It was almost eleven o'clock when Yu Hanshen returned to Gongyuan. He took a shower in the next room before returning to the master bedroom.

When I opened the door, I saw that the lights in the master bedroom were not completely off, and there was a dim and warm wall lamp on.

There was an uninvited guest on the sofa.

Zhou Zhou was frightened today. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the scene of Gu Zhenzhen lying on the ground bleeding and wailing. So he hugged the quilt and stayed in the master bedroom under the banner of protecting the girl.

There were still traces of tears on his face, and he curled up in the quilt with swollen cheeks.

Yu Hanshen already knew what happened tonight. He looked at him for a moment, then bent down and picked him up with the quilt.

"Uncle." Yu Peizhou woke up when he was placed on the big bed. Seeing himself lying on the bed, he insisted on his principles in a daze: "Mom said that men and women should not be intimate with each other. I have grown up and cannot sleep with a woman other than my wife."

Yu Hanshen couldn't help but laugh when he heard him speak so seriously. He said gently, "Uncle will sleep in the middle and won't let you and aunt sleep together."

Yu Peizhou frowned and thought for a while, "Okay then."

Yu Hanshen said in a low and soft voice: "Go back to sleep."

Yu Peizhou fell into sleep again almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

Yu Hanshen raised his head and met Si Tong's bright eyes. He stood up, walked around the bed to Si Tong's side, and was about to speak when he saw the black box on the bedside table.

There was a note under the box, with the words in beautiful handwriting: To my dear husband.

Yu Hanshen opened the box and took a look at the belt. The business-style silver belt buckle sparkled under the light.

"A gift for me?" He looked at Si Tong, who had the lower half of his face hidden in the quilt, with interest.

Si Tong buried her mouth in the quilt, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes with distinct black and white. She said in a muffled voice, "This is for my husband. Are you my husband?"

Yu Hanshen closed the lid and smiled with interest: "That was indeed given to me."

Si Tong looked at his bony hands and pulled the quilt up to cover half of his eyes. "Actually, I have something else I want to give you."

Yu Hanshen was just reaching out to turn off the light, but paused when he heard this. Seeing that Si Tong looked like an ostrich as if he was about to hide, his expression became even more doting.

"Oh? What else do you want to give me?"

Si Tong said: "Close your eyes."

Yu Hanshen looked at her: "So mysterious?"

The man's eyes were deep, he lowered his head and looked down quietly, the curve of the corners of his mouth seemed to be there and not there, inexplicably, somewhat seductive.

Just when Si Tong could no longer bear his gaze, he finally cooperated and closed his eyes.

Si Tong sat up, took Yu Hanshen's hand, and put the red bean bracelet he had made not long ago on his wrist.

His wrists were thick and bony, revealing the tough strength of a mature man.

After adjusting the tightness, Si Tong thought about what Zhang Mengling said about Yu Hanshen throwing this away as trash, and said with some trepidation, "Okay."

Yu Hanshen opened his eyes and saw a circle of red beads on his wrist. His expression did not change. He just looked at Si Tong and said, "What is this?"

Si Tong observed his expression, somewhat unsure whether he would dislike such things lowering his taste.

Well, this thing on him really doesn't match his overall temperament.

"Red Bean." She hid under the quilt again, only revealing a pair of eyes looking at him, "But this is not an ordinary red bean."

Yu Hanshen did not pull off the bracelet and throw it into the trash can. Instead, he bent down and placed the hand wearing the red bean bracelet near the girl's ear.

"What's so unusual about it?" He lowered his body and spoke while using his other hand to pull away the quilt that covered half of her face, and his masculine breath fanned her face.

Si Tong met his burning eyes, her heartbeat violently, and her mouth was inexplicably dry. She swallowed and took out the words of the waiter: "This is the red bean in Wang Wei's poem."

Yu Hanshen's kiss followed her words.

With the child present, the kiss ended quickly, the lights were turned off, and Yu Han fell asleep between Si Tong and Zhou Zhou.

He held Si Tong in his arms, unbuttoned her double-breasted pajamas, unbuttoned three buttons, and asked her: "What did Wang Wei write in his poem, May you pick more? How to pick? Pick like this?"

Yu Hanshen pinched it between his thumb and index finger and made a picking motion, as if he wanted to pluck the red beans off her body. The man's fingertips were rough and his nails were hard.

Si Tong moaned unconsciously, and thinking that Zhou Zhou was right beside her, she blushed and pushed the big hand away, "The child is still here."

Yu Hanshen leaned forward, his low voice revealing an indescribable charm: "Let me taste what red beans taste like."

Si Tong: “…”