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

This weekend, Zhang Mengling, Ji Niannian and Li Xiaoxuan came to the hospital to visit Si Tong.

"How do you know it was the Rong family who did it? Maybe that girl is really the one in the obscene video."

Li Xiaoxuan was also watching the live broadcast, but she somewhat believed what the girl said in the live broadcast.

"I told you you're stupid, but you still don't believe it." Zhang Mengling looked at Li Xiaoxuan with disdain.

"If it's really that female anchor, she's already hiding, how could she possibly come out and admit it? Unless she doesn't plan to live on Earth anymore."

"Now not only has she admitted it, but she's also making a big fuss about it, as if she's afraid that others don't know that it's her who's being insulted. Isn't this obviously taking the blame for someone else's?"

It's rare that Zhang Mengling, who has always been a carefree person, shows her smartness for once.

As he was talking, a man came in from the door of the ward, carrying three shopping bags with the word 'KPING' printed on them, "Mr. Shen, the bag you wanted."

"Wow, it's KPING 30!" Zhang Mengling was sharp-eyed and immediately recognized that the bag the assistant had sent was a bag that you might not be able to get even if KPING allocated the goods or tried to get one.

Shen Muli smiled and said, "Thank you for coming to accompany Tongtong often. This is a little gift from auntie. Don't despise it."

Zhang Mengling took it with shining eyes, her saliva almost flowing onto the bag, "Don't mind, don't mind, thank you Aunt Shen."

Ji Niannian took it generously. Li Xiaoxuan declined at first, but Shen Muli really wanted to give it to her, so she couldn't refuse. In the end, she had to take it and thank him, feeling very happy.

"Tongtong, you really have a thick thigh." Zhang Mengling leaned on Si Tong's shoulder and expressed her feelings.

When they first met, although Si Tong was poorly dressed and lived in poverty, he was also a top student who would cling to Si Tong's thighs and copy homework every day.

Later, she was able to be admitted to the business school, which was inseparable from Si Tong's encouragement and guidance.

Now this thigh is so thick that it can’t be any thicker.

Zhang Mengling was about to cry because of how shrewd she was when she was good friends with Si Tong. At this moment, Mo Xubei walked in with his hands in the pockets of his white coat.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He looked at Zhang Mengling with tears in her eyes with a smile.

Zhang Mengling rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's none of your business."

Mo Xubei smiled with sparkling eyes, and turned to talk to Si Tong about business, "I have a patient... He's quite pitiful, and I want to see you for something."

Si Tong looked at him suspiciously.

Zhang Mengling asked directly: "Who is it? He is so hesitant, he must not be a good person."

Mo Xubei: "You all know her, Fang Xinran's grandmother."

"She broke her leg a while ago and came to me for treatment. Her family is poor and owes the hospital a lot of money. In order to pay the medical bills, her granddaughter took some not-so-good jobs online. Unfortunately, she got a job where my mother cyberbullied Tongtong."

Zhang Mengling and the other two knew about this matter, and the police went to the school to look for Fang Xinran yesterday.

Zhang Mengling jumped up immediately: "Are you out of your mind? She took the lead in spreading rumors and bullying Tongtong online, and you actually asked her grandmother to come and see Tongtong? Why? Do you want the old woman to play the victim so that Tongtong will be soft-hearted and let her go?"

Mo Xubei didn't think too much about it. "I just felt that the old lady was quite pitiful, and her granddaughter was implicated by my mother, so I wanted to help her..."

Zhang Mengling interrupted him sarcastically, "You sympathize with her, you feel guilty, you bring her to see Tongtong, you are kind and don't feel guilty, what do you want Tongtong to do?"

"Forgive Fang Xinran? Or not? Forgive? On what basis? Do you know that even Tongtong's newborn baby was scolded because of her?"

"Not forgiving? Doesn't that make Tongtong a bad person with a heart of stone?"

"You are really good at playing the good guy here and letting Tongtong be the bad guy."

Mo Xubei was stunned. He hadn't thought of this. He reached out and tapped Zhang Mengling's forehead with his index finger joint. "I didn't realize you were so smart."

He looked at Si Tong: "I didn't think it through. You just pretended I had never been here."

After he left, Zhang Mengling hugged Si Tong's arm with a smile and raised her tail: "Did I react quickly just now?"

Si Tong smiled, "Very quickly."

Zhang Mengling chuckled, "Don't worry about Fang Xinran. If she's fine, the police won't make things difficult for her. If she really made a mistake, she should be punished."

Zhang Mengling and a few others stayed in the hospital with Si Tong for dinner before going back.

After washing up, Si Tong called Yu Hanshen and asked him when he would be back.

"It will take a while." Yu Hanshen said, "Go to sleep first, don't wait for me."

Si Tong couldn't help but act coquettishly: "I can't sleep when you're not here."

After she finished speaking, she clearly felt that Yu Hanshen's tone became more doting, with the tolerance of a mature man: "Then I'll go back soon."

Before hanging up the phone, Yu Hanshen told her to lie down and sleep first, and to close her eyes and rest even if she couldn't sleep.

A small reception room of Huangsheng Group.

"The relationship between Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu is really enviable."

Yu Hanshen had just taken the phone from his ear when a lazy male voice sounded behind him.

"Not as good as Mr. Jing and Miss Rong." Yu Hanshen walked a few steps to the sofa and sat down opposite Jing Zechuan.

He leaned forward, stretched out his long arms, picked up the teapot with his bony fingers, and poured two cups of tea.

She casually pushed one of the cups in front of Jing Zechuan, then picked up the cup in front of her, leaned back, crossed her long legs, and sipped it slowly.

Jing Zechuan looked at Yu Hanshen.

Although he had never dealt with the CEO of Huangsheng, the title of the richest man in Haicheng was well-known to him.

He didn't say anything else, just picked up the teacup and started drinking.

The atmosphere seems calm, but in fact, the game has already begun without any sound.

The competition between businessmen does not lie in who speaks more, louder, or more reasonably, but in who can keep calm.

Yu Han knew very well why Jing Zechuan traveled more than 500 kilometers to Huangsheng Group.

Jing Zechuan also knew what Yu Hanshen had done recently.

It was unknown how long it took, but finally, Jing Zechuan gave in. He raised his hand, and the assistant standing behind him immediately stepped forward and placed a folder on the coffee table in front of Yu Hanshen.

"This is half of the Jing Group shares in my name. Please, Mr. Yu, be kind and return the video that was stolen from me to me."

Yu Hanshen smiled meaningfully, "Mr. Jing is really willing to sacrifice for Miss Rong."

Jing Zechuan did not hide it, "So, I showed my sincerity."

Although the smile on his face was casual, he was not relaxed inside.

Not only because of Yu Hanshen's reputation in the business world, but also because he had not gained any advantage in the several confrontations since they sat down.

Jing Zechuan was prepared for Yu Hanshen to ask for a huge amount of money, but he didn't expect Yu Hanshen to simply open the drawer under the coffee table and take out a USB flash drive.

Seeing the USB flash drive being pushed in front of him, Jing Zechuan was stunned for a moment. Instead of feeling happy, he looked up at the person opposite him solemnly.

"What's the matter? Mr. Jing is worried about my backup?" Yu Hanshen was still calm and composed.

"That's not the case." Jing Zechuan came back to his senses, reached out and picked up the USB drive and held it in his palm, "I just didn't expect President Yu to be so straightforward."

It's so refreshing that it makes people feel uneasy.

Yu Hanshen clasped the white porcelain teacup with his fingers, took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "Mr. Jing has shown the greatest sincerity, so I must also show sincerity. Give and take is the way to deal with people. What do you think, Mr. Jing?"

This sounded fine, but Jing Zechuan felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

Assistant Director Yao sent Jing Zechuan into the elevator and returned to the reception room. Yu Hanshen was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass wall. The dark night made his back look particularly deep.

"Mr. Yu, are you going to give the video to him just like that?" Assistant Yao knew that Jing Zechuan almost killed his wife.

Based on his understanding of his boss, it is impossible for him to just let it go like this.

Yu Hanshen put one hand in his pocket and held the cup of tea with the other hand. Upon hearing this, his thin lips curled up meaningfully, "Arrange someone to disclose this matter to Miss Rong."

"We can't bury Mr. Jing's sincerity."

"Okay." Assistant Yao agreed and didn't ask any more questions.

Although I don't know what my boss is up to, I know it's definitely not a good thing.