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

Aunt Yang recognized that the person who bumped into Zhang Mengling was Si Tong's mother, and bent down to help her up.

"How are you?" Aunt Yang asked. Although Si Tong and Han Lingli were not close and did not interact with each other on a daily basis, they still had to maintain politeness.

Han Lingli didn't respond, her eyes fell on Si Tong.

It was sultry in Haicheng in July. Si Tong wore a linen dress in gray and brown. It was a loose-fitting style and could not completely cover her bulging belly.

But her limbs are still slender, her shoulders and back are thin, the skin on her face is smooth and delicate, and her complexion is rosy. If you don't look at her belly, you can't tell that she is a pregnant woman.

Her hair was casually scattered around her collarbone and behind her back, it was shiny and smooth, with slightly curled ends.

An idea popped into Han Lingli's mind: she was well taken care of by Yu Hanshen.

Suddenly, I felt that things have changed over time. In September of the year before last, Si Tong had just been released from prison. He was penniless, stigmatized, and looked malnourished and shabby.

Han Lingli is glamorous, wearing jewellery and famous bags, but she could lose hundreds of thousands of dollars playing a game of mahjong without blinking an eye.

At this moment, the sun and the moon were upside down, Si Tong was standing high up, while she fell from the clouds.

"Are you okay?" Aunt Yang saw Han Lingli staring at Si Tong with a scary look. She asked again while moving in front of Si Tong to block Han Lingli's unfriendly gaze.

Han Lingli came back to her senses, snatched the examination form from Aunt Yang with a gloomy face, turned around and left.

"Hey, you..." Aunt Yang saw that she didn't even say thank you and had such a bad attitude, so she subconsciously wanted to complain.

She paused halfway through her speech. After all, she was Mr. Yu's mother-in-law, so she didn't want to say much.

There was a bruise on Zhang Mengling's forehead, so Mo Xubei took her to get some plaster to reduce the swelling. Aunt Yang sat in the car with Si Tong and waited.

After a while, Zhang Mengling came over with a bag from the Huahe Hospital pharmacy. The bruise on her forehead had formed a big bump, and she was applying a medical ice pack in her other hand.

Mo Xubei followed her slowly with his hands in the pockets of his white coat. It was unclear what he was saying, but his smiling face was so handsome that it was eye-catching in the sunlight.

When he got there, he helped Zhang Mengling open the car door. After she got in, he held the door with one hand and the door frame with the other, and said to Si Tong, "I forgot to tell you something."

"Just now I accidentally saw your mother's medical records. Her condition...is not very good. She has missed the best treatment period. She probably only has a few months left."

Mo Xubei didn't elaborate on what was wrong. He also knew that Si Tong and Han Lingli had no feelings for each other, and he told her just to give her an idea.

Si Tong was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "Thank you, Doctor Mo."

"You're welcome." Mo Xubei smiled, glanced at Zhang Mengling, waved to Si Tong, and slammed the car door.

As soon as he left, Zhang Mengling threw away the ice pack and took out her cell phone to play games.

If Mo Xubei hadn't insisted on taking her to get medicine, she wouldn't even want the medicine, let alone an ice pack. She thought it was just a bump, not a serious injury.

Si Tong stared in a trance at the street scene receding outside the car.

She and Han Lingli indeed had no feelings for each other, but when she heard the news suddenly, her heart was still moved.

It’s not that she’s sad or heartbroken, it’s just... that person was the one who gave her life, and Si Tong couldn’t remain indifferent when facing her life or death.

In the evening, she told Yu Hanshen about this on the phone.

"If she needs money for treatment, come to me and I might give her some." After saying that, Si Tong leaned against the head of the bed, bent his legs, and spread a book on fluid mechanics on his lap. He said in a very light voice: "Do you think I am a loser?"

Even though Han Lingli treated her so badly, she still wanted to use the money to pay for Han Lingli's medical treatment.

"This is just a normal reaction of a normal person." On the phone, Yu Hanshen said in a steady and powerful voice:

"When faced with life and death, few people can remain calm, let alone the life and death of their loved ones. If you can really remain calm, I will worry that one day you will see through the world and leave me."

Si Tong's heart was soothed by the man's words and she felt a lot more relaxed.

"But don't worry about it. She didn't take on the responsibility of being a mother when you were growing up. You gave her some help when she needed it, and you did your best to help her. No matter what happens to her in the end, it has nothing to do with you."

Yu Hanshen spoke tactfully, but it was obvious that he was on her side.

Si Tong said 'hmm'.

"I did a four-dimensional color ultrasound today. Did you get the photos of the children?" Yu Hanshen changed the subject casually.

When talking about children, Si Tong's eyes brightened and even his voice became cheerful.

"I got it. It's very beautiful. Doctor Zhu said our baby is the most beautiful fetus she has ever seen. When they are born, they will definitely be two handsome little boys."

Yu Hanshen's voice was tinged with laughter, "She's so good-looking, just like her mother."

Si Tong pursed her lips and smiled sweetly, "I hope they are like dad."

"Why?"

"I want to see what you were like when you were young."

Yu Hanshen laughed softly on the phone, and said casually, "It was like that when I was young."

Si Tong saw that he spoke casually, but he didn't think so in his heart.

Now, Yu Hanshen is more charming than his appearance, but the dignity of his high position and the charm accumulated from his rich experience are even more attractive.

When he was young, without this undeniable charm covering up his looks, his appearance must have been more prominent. I wonder what kind of peerless gentleman he would have been.

Before hanging up, Si Tong asked him, "What time will you arrive in Haicheng tomorrow? I want to pick you up."

Yu Hanshen didn't tell her not to wander around, but directly told her the estimated time.

After breakfast the next day, Si Tong asked He Heng to take her to Yu Hanshen's private airport.

As soon as she got off the car, a uniformed staff member came to greet her with a parasol in his hand.

When they arrived at the terminal, the staff led her to the rest area. As soon as she sat down, someone brought her a fruit plate, desserts, and tea suitable for pregnant women.

"Thank you." Si Tong smiled.

The staff member was stunned by her smile, and his cheeks turned red. "No, you're welcome."

Back at the workbench, the staff was still in a state of amazement. A colleague next to them stretched his head to take a look at Si Tong and said, "Is this our boss's wife? She is indeed as beautiful as a fairy."

The colleague just joined the company this year and had never met Si Tong. He received a notice from the manager early in the morning that the temperature of the central air conditioning in the terminal could not be lower than 26 degrees today, and the windows had to be opened for ventilation.

This was the first time I had seen someone turn on the air conditioner and open the window for ventilation at the same time. Everyone was curious as to why this was done and surrounded the manager to ask questions.

At that time, the manager pretended to be very secretive, and waited until everyone was scratching their heads anxiously before he spoke slowly:

"The boss is returning home today, and our boss's wife is coming to pick him up at the airport. The boss personally called me last night and told me not to set the air conditioner too low, and to prepare fruit, snacks, and parasols. We can't let the boss's wife get exposed, cold, or hungry."

On weekdays, the temperature in the terminal reaches 18 or 19 degrees.

The manager emphasized the word "personally", and both his tone and expression showed pride, as if he were the big boss's personal housekeeper and was superior to others.

When the colleague heard this, he was stunned. He had never seen such a spoiled man in novels. He couldn't help but curiously asked the old employee next to him: "What does our boss's wife look like? She is very beautiful, right?"

The old employee she asked answered with four words: "As beautiful as a fairy."

She thought it was exaggerated at the time, but now she sees that it is not exaggerated at all.