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

Seeing Qin Siyuan's number, Si Tong subconsciously rejected the call, but then he remembered that he had just got the phone today and had many missed calls from her.

As soon as the call was connected, Qin Siyuan's voice came from the phone: "Tongtong, you can finally answer the phone. Congratulations on escaping danger and finding your biological parents."

Si Tong didn't understand.

Qin Siyuan said: "I never thought that you would be the daughter of Si Qingcheng and Shen Muli. In the future, if you have parents and relatives who love you, can you write a letter of understanding to my father?"

Si Tong was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long while to find his voice again: "What are you talking about? Who is the daughter of Si Qingcheng and Shen Muli?"

Qin Siyuan was also stunned. "Didn't they tell you? My dad said..."

Qin Siyuan repeated everything Qin Anxu heard, and Si Tong listened in silence. The mystery that had troubled her for a long time was finally solved at this moment.

No wonder Han Lingli hated her so much even though she was looking forward to the baby in her belly.

It turned out to be the case.

When Yu Hanshen came out of the shower, he saw his young wife leaning against the head of the bed, staring at the thick curtains in a daze.

Because the energy and blood consumed by childbirth and serious illness had not yet recovered, her already fair skin looked even paler, and she looked dazed at this moment, like a fragile exquisite doll.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Yu Hanshen stepped forward and hugged his wife's thin shoulders, his voice low and soft: "Who called just now?"

Si Tong noticed that the mattress beside her sank, and she slowly came to her senses and leaned against her husband's thick and broad shoulders.

"Qin Siyuan, she told me something incredible." She closed her eyes and smelled the mixed scent of shower gel and male body odor on Yu Hanshen's body, and her restless heart calmed down a little.

"What about Shen Muli?" Yu Han asked in a questioning tone, but in an affirmative tone.

"It seems you know it too."

"Yes." Yu Hanshen wrapped his wife's two slightly cold hands in his big hands and said steadily: "Don't worry about this. No matter whose daughter you are, you are yourself, my wife, and the mother of our children."

A man's words are deep and powerful, and can always soothe people's hearts.

Si Tong hugged Yu Hanshen's neck tightly and buried her face in his neck. After a long time, she raised her head and said, "I want to go see the child."

It was just past seven in the evening.

Yu Hanshen did not refuse his wife's small request which was not excessive.

He carried her all the way to the neonatal intensive care unit. Outside the door of the intensive care unit, there were two servants arranged by Old Madam Yu and two bodyguards arranged by Yu Hanshen.

The servants and bodyguards greeted the gentleman and his wife respectfully when they saw them.

Perhaps because he had become a father, Yu Hanshen's expression seemed particularly peaceful. He nodded slightly towards the four people and was very approachable.

But the bodyguards and servants still stood straight and behaved properly, not daring to act casually just because of Yu Hanshen's easy-going attitude.

Si Tong's attention was all on the ICU. There were many incubators inside. She had only seen them once when the baby was just born. At this moment, she couldn't tell which one was hers and which one was Yu Hanshen's.

Yu Hanshen pointed it out to her.

Seeing the two little ones sleeping quietly in the incubator, Si Tong's eyes revealed the tenderness of a mother.

She couldn't help but think of the moment in the operating room, when the situation was urgent and there was no time to wait for the anesthetic to take effect, so Dr. Zhu started the operation with her consent.

Si Tong has never been afraid of pain, but at that moment she was in so much pain that her whole body was cramping. However, her worry for her child outweighed everything else, so she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Yu Han was deeply concerned about her health, so he didn't let her stay for long and carried her back to the ward.

It was getting chilly in Haicheng at the end of October. Yu Hanshen wrapped Si Tong tightly in his coat, even covering her head.

Her eyes were dark, and she could only vaguely see the man's lean neck and the stiff and sharp shirt collar.

"Have you chosen a name for the child?" The wife's muffled voice came from inside her coat.

Yu Hanshen held her firmly, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Si Tong thought about it seriously, then shook his head. Thinking that Yu Hanshen couldn't see, he opened his mouth to say no.

"Tongtong." Shen Muli's choked voice sounded first.

Si Tong paused slightly, reached out to push away the dark gray coat in front of her, and Yu Hanshen had already carried her to the door of the ward.

Shen Muli was standing outside the door, dressed formally and with delicate makeup. One could tell at a glance that she had dressed up carefully.

She had a large off-white luxury leather bag slung over her shoulder and her hands were holding the handles of a thermos in front of her.

The usually elegant and cool daughter of the Shen family now looked a little reserved, looking at Si Tong with tears in her eyes.

After a moment of shock, Si Tong came to his senses and slowly curled his lips: "Aunt Shen."

Tears rolled down Shen Muli's eyes. She moved aside when Yu Hanshen carried Si Tong into the ward.

When Yu Hanshen put Si Tong on the bed, Shen Muli put down the briefcase and thermos in her hands, helped to lift the white quilt on the bed, and bent down to take off Si Tong's shoes.

After Si Tong sat in the bed, he stuffed a pillow behind her so that she could lean more comfortably.

Si Tong felt uncomfortable with Shen Muli's excessive enthusiasm.

"Are you hungry? I stewed some snow frog milk for you, would you like to have some?" Shen Muli said as he held up the thermos bucket for Si Tong to see.

Si Tong brushed his teeth and didn't want to eat, but he wasn't hungry either.

But when he met Shen Muli's tearful eyes filled with hope, he couldn't say no.

"Then I'll trouble you, Aunt Shen." Si Tong smiled.

Shen Muli's eyes lit up. He opened the thermos bucket, handed the inner pot of milk snow frog and the spoon to Si Tong, and sat on the chair next to her, looking at her eagerly.

Yu Hanshen didn't give Shen Muli the cold shoulder. He sat on the sofa and picked up a magazine on the coffee table to read.

Si Tong took two bites and couldn't stand Shen Muli's burning gaze, so he took the initiative to ask: "Aunt Shen, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Shen Muli took the large leather bag she brought with her and took things out of it one by one as if she were presenting treasures.

"These three cards contain some of my savings." Shen Muli handed Si Tong three black cards from different banks.

"These are the properties I bought in Haicheng and Beijing in my early years." She handed Si Tong a stack of property certificates.

"This is the Maui estate I bought two years ago. The scenery is very beautiful. You can take your children there for vacation in the future."

“These two are French wineries.”

“These are shares in some of the companies I own.”

"And this is the key to the bank safe. A few years ago, when the price of gold was low, I followed the trend and bought some and put them in the bank. Now that the price of gold has risen very high, I can sell it for a lot of money."

After showing them one by one, Shen Muli looked straight at Si Tong: "Do you like it?"

"..." Si Tong was somewhat helpless, "Are you giving me all your family assets? It's so valuable, I can't take it."

"They are just some external possessions." Shen Muli said nonchalantly.

After a pause, tears welled up in her eyes: "I'm sorry, that day..."

Shen Muli suddenly choked up. Every time she thought of what she said to Si Tong at the award ceremony that day and the slap she gave Si Tong, it was more painful than taking her life.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, luckily you're okay, luckily you're okay."

Shen Muli looked at her daughter's thin face and asked, "You must have felt a lot of pain at that time, right? Does it still hurt now?"

She burst into tears, "You must have been in a lot of pain all these years, right?"

Si Tong put down the thermos liner and spoon in his hands, reached out, and gently wiped away the tears on Shen Muli's face.

“It’s all over,” she said. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

But, Mom, it hurts so much, Shen Muli hugged Si Tong suddenly and burst into tears.

Seeing Shen Muli was very emotional, Yu Hanshen was afraid that she would affect Si Tong's injury. Seeing his wife crying, he put down the magazine, stood up, and said to drive her away: "It's late, Tongtong needs to rest, Ms. Shen, please go back."

After a while, Shen Muli slowly calmed down, slowly let go of Si Tong, wiped her tears, and packed the pile of property that she had just piled in front of Si Tong into her briefcase.

He placed it on the bedside table and stared at his daughter for a long time, "Tongtong, actually..."

Si Tong raised her beautiful eyes and looked at her steadily, waiting for her next words.

Shen Muli paused. The seven common words "I am your mother" seemed like needles pricking her, making it difficult for her to utter them.