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

Yu Hanshen was wearing a custom-made black shirt and trousers with his collar open and cuffs rolled up to his elbows, revealing the muscular arms of a mature man. He looked casual yet had the aura of a CEO of a large group.

Seeing that he was on the phone, Si Tong did not go up to disturb him. He waited until he took the phone away from his ear before jogging towards him.

Yu Hanshen's eyes were deep and gentle, and he took her hand.

He took a step forward and felt resistance on his hand. He turned around and saw his wife standing there motionless, looking up at him with her fair and soft face and smiling.

Yu Hanshen couldn't help but smile and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Si Tong said: "I'm tired and don't want to leave."

Yu Hanshen looked at her lovingly and bent down to hug her.

Si Tong dodged, "Carry me, you haven't carried me before."

Yu Hanshen didn't say a word and squatted his tall body in front of her.

Si Tong lay on the man's broad back. Through the fabric of his shirt, he could feel his high body temperature and his breath could smell the scent of mature masculine hormones.

"Is your stomach pressed?" he asked gently.

"No." Si Tong hugged Yu Hanshen's neck, and in his sight, there was his well-kept hair and three-dimensional profile.

He walked so steadily that Si Tong hardly felt the bumps.

A question suddenly popped up in my mind, "Have you ever carried another woman on your back before?"

"What do you think?" Yu Hanshen asked back.

"How should I know?" Si Tong saw that he had nice eyebrows, very sharp sword-like eyebrows, and traced his eyebrows with his fingers, saying: "After all, when we met, you were already in your thirties. Who knows how many women you had betrayed before."

Yu Hanshen sensed something bad in his wife's words, and curled his lips slightly: "We're already married, isn't it a little late to argue about it now?"

"From what you said, you've cheated on other women before?" Si Tong's tone was full of resentment.

Yu Hanshen held her hips firmly with both hands, and pinched her buttocks when he heard her words, "Except for you, no one dares to climb on me?"

These words were full of profound meaning. Si Tong looked at his facial features which showed some interest and romance, and his heart beat faster uncontrollably. He was somewhat fascinated.

When a serious man becomes casual, he becomes particularly sexy, charming and seductive.

"Please answer my question directly, Mr. Yu." She asked stubbornly, as if she wanted him to give a complete answer, "Am I the first woman you carried on your back?"

Yu Hanshen turned his head to glance at her, his dark eyes showing obvious indulgence and tenderness, his Adam's apple rolled: "Hmm."

Si Tong asked again: "What about in bed? Am I the first one too?"

Yu Hanshen found it a little funny, but still said "hmm".

When she was not familiar with him, Si Tong heard Zhang Mengling say that he was a chaste man and had never been in a relationship in his thirties.

But hearing him say it himself, it felt completely different. The possessiveness is not only present in men, but in women too.

Yu Hanshen turned his head and saw the girl on his back smiling with her beautiful eyes curved, her long upper and lower eyelashes touching each other, looking bright and beautiful.

"So happy?" The man's voice also revealed joy.

Si Tong tilted his head and kissed his smooth but not delicate cheek. After thinking for a while, he leaned close to his ear and said softly, "You are also my first man."

As she spoke, she held Yu Hanshen's chin, turned his face over, and kissed his cold lips, "Kissing, too."

Yu Hanshen laughed out loud, looking even happier than Si Tong just now.

Si Tong's cheeks were burning from his laughter. She patted his broad back and said coquettishly, "Stop laughing. Hurry up and go home. I want to go home and sleep."

That night, after returning to Courtyard No. 8, washing up and going to bed, Yu Hanshen hugged Si Tong and kissed him for a long time. When he was in a state of confusion and passion, Si Tong thought of what Qin Sihan had said in front of Yu Hanshen to sow discord when Old Madam Si celebrated her birthday.

Qin Sihan said that she had seen her and Yu Zhiheng walking and kissing in the playground.

Yu Hanshen did not have any special reaction at the time, and never pursued the matter afterwards, and Si Tong did not explain much.

I thought that this man was experienced and mature, and would definitely not take such a small matter to heart.

Now it seems that he must have listened.

I just restrained myself and didn't show it.

Before going to bed, Si Tong told him again: "Yu Zhiheng and I only held hands. We never did anything else, not even hugged."

Yu Hanshen tightened the strength in his arms, so strong that he almost rubbed her into his body.

……

In the private room of the Royal Court Club, the lights were dim. Yu Zhiheng sat dejectedly on the leather sofa, and the long coffee table in front of him was filled with empty whiskey bottles.

Yu Feng sat beside him with a worried look on his face.

He and Yu Zhiheng grew up together, went to the same school for junior high school, high school and college, and had a very close relationship. After graduation, they opened a law firm together.

After Yu Zhiheng left the law firm, the law firm was left to Yu Feng alone.

When Yu Zhiheng finished a bottle of whiskey and was about to open another one, he finally couldn't help but stretched out his hand to stop him, "You've already drunk nine bottles. Johnnie Walker Diamonds costs more than one million dollars a bottle. Even if you have money, you can't do this."

"Give it to me." Yu Zhiheng snatched it, opened it, tilted his head back and poured it down his throat.

Yu Feng sighed.

That little girl Si Tong has done so much harm to others.

"She's already married. Even if you drink yourself to death, she won't even come to see you." Yu Feng did not forget that Yu Zhiheng was seriously injured in two car accidents and was hospitalized, and Si Tong avoided him heartlessly.

Yu Zhiheng held a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. His tie was loosened, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body exuded a sad and painful aura.

"That heartless and ungrateful woman, why are you thinking about her?" Yu Feng was angry at her for not fighting back.

"Heartless and ungrateful?" Yu Zhiheng murmured, "That's good. She can devote herself to another relationship without any worries. That's good."

"..." Yu Feng pointed at him and cursed after a while, "You are a love-brained person, there is really no hope for you!"

In the end, Yu Zhiheng fell drunk on the sofa.

Yu Feng sent him to his private residence outside, a large flat facing the river, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire Huangpu River.

Yu Zhiheng was very drunk, and Yu Feng didn't dare to leave him alone at home. He carried the bed quilt from the guest room to the master bedroom, ready to spend the night on the sofa.

"Tongtong, don't marry your uncle."

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you, I hurt you, will you forgive me?"

"Come back to me, okay?"

"..."

Yu Feng: “…”

She stood by the bed and stared at him for a long time, then took out her cell phone and dialed Rong Huaqiao's number. After the call was connected, he only said one sentence: "Zhiheng is drunk, you come and take care of him."

……

The next day, Yu Zhiheng woke up with a splitting headache.

He rubbed his temples, sat up, and leaned against the head of the bed for a long time before he recovered from the hangover.

He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed to take a shower, but he noticed a person lying next to him out of the corner of his eye. He stopped suddenly and some blurry fragments came to his mind.

Turning his head to look at Rong Huaqiao's face, his pupils constricted.

"Why are you here?" Yu Zhiheng's tone was a little cold.

Rong Huaqiao woke up slowly, with shyness between her eyebrows, "You were drunk last night, and Yu Feng asked me to take care of you."

She sat up and wanted to move over to hold Yu Zhiheng's arm, but her neck suddenly tightened.

A feeling of suffocation came over her, and Yu Zhiheng's angry face was reflected in her eyes.

"I made it very clear yesterday that you shouldn't have come here!" His eyes were fierce and his words were unpleasant to the ear. "Are you so lowly that you want to climb into a man's bed?"

Rong Huaqiao's face changed. In his entire life, he had never been called a cheap person.

The person who scolded her had just spent the night with her.

A dark color flashed across Rong Huaqiao's eyes. After a while, she smiled and said, "It's just a bed. Is it worth getting so angry? What? Do you want to stay pure for your white moonlight?"

From the time they first met and established their relationship until now, Yu Zhiheng had never crossed the line with her. What he most often did was to stare at her in a daze.

Ignoring Yu Zhiheng's growing anger, Rong Huaqiao said, "I also said that I will not break up."

"You love your white moonlight so much, and you broke up with me. Aren't you afraid that I will call the police and report that your white moonlight's cousin molested me?"

"I have put away the clothes from yesterday. There are fingerprints of that cousin on them. Tell me, if your cousin is in jail, will you feel sad and blame yourself?"

"She's pregnant with twins, which is already a very high risk situation. It's best not to have any negative emotions, right?"

"You dare!" Yu Zhiheng tightened his five fingers.

Rong Huaqiao's face flushed due to suffocation, but the smile on her face was elegant and noble, "If you break up with me, I will dare."

Yu Zhiheng stared at her coldly.

Rong Huaqiao raised her hand and stroked his elegant face. "It was because of you that I didn't pursue the responsibility of my aunt's cousin. I suffered so much injustice for you, shouldn't you treat me well?"

"Anyway, the woman you love has already married someone else. You will marry another woman sooner or later. It doesn't matter who you marry. Why not marry me? At least, I am somewhat similar to your white moonlight."

Yu Zhiheng slowly loosened his hand, reached out to touch the cigarette box and lighter on the bedside table, and finished a cigarette. He said, "Let's go back to northern Jiangsu together this afternoon."

Rong Huaqiao smiled and leaned into his arms, "I'll listen to you."