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

"Are you trying to make me angry?" Si Qingcheng's tone did not ease after hearing Shen Muli's explanation.

He threw his trousers aside, and the metal belt buckle hit the coffee table with a loud bang.

"You know I would be angry if you were with another man, yet you still dare to do this." As he said this, Si Qingcheng pressed her back and held her waist with his other hand.

"Xiao Li, you really deserve a beating!" His voice was cold and his eyes were fierce in the darkness.

Shen Muli felt the extreme heat and danger. Her breathing almost stopped and she was overwhelmed with panic: "Si Qingcheng! You, you dare! I will hate you! I will definitely hate you!"

Si Qingcheng paused for a moment, his eyes becoming more vicious, and he said solemnly: "Then you must hate me!"

pain.

Shen Muli's back instantly broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain. It was even more painful than when they first got together. At that time, Si Qingcheng was very caring towards her and was reluctant to hurt her at all.

Over the years, Si Qingcheng has always adopted a gentle strategy towards her. When he was in Switzerland, he would go to see her every week. She would not let him in, so he would stand outside the door.

This stop lasts for twenty years.

After she returned to China, he was very accommodating and tolerant.

At this moment, he turned all his anger into brutal plundering, without a trace of the pity and love he had in the past.

The hair on Shen Muli's forehead was soaked with sweat, sticking to her skin in a messy manner. Her eyes were red, and she felt uncontrollably aggrieved in her heart.

Hearing her crying, Si Qingcheng slowed down his movements but did not stop. He leaned over, resting his elbows on both sides of Shen Muli's shoulders, his chest pressed tightly against her back, and his heavy breathing fell into her ears.

"Even if you hate me, don't even think about leaving me, Xiao Li. Your body and your heart belong to me!"

……

Click, Si Qingcheng turned on the light, the brightness was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Shen Muli collapsed weakly on the sofa, her heartbeat and breathing had not yet recovered. Her mouth was slightly open, and she was breathing rapidly like a dehydrated fish, her chest heaving violently.

Si Qingcheng walked back and took off his white shirt to cover her wet lower body.

He sat down slowly, held Shen Muli's ankle, stroked it gently, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Shen Muli closed his eyes and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Si Qingcheng said, "Let's make peace, Xiao Li."

Shen Muli still closed his eyes and said nothing.

Si Qingcheng continued slowly: "We got together at the age of eighteen, got married at the age of twenty-two, had a daughter at the age of twenty-three, and separated at the age of twenty-four, so we were separated for twenty-two years."

"I don't want to miss another twenty-two years, Xiao Li. We are forty-six years old, not young anymore. We don't have much time to waste."

"I want to watch over our daughter with you, and watch our grandson grow up with you. I love you, Xiao Li."

Shen Muli's eyelashes trembled slightly. After a long moment, she said coldly, "Untie my hands."

Her hands were still tied behind her back, and Si Qingcheng hurriedly untied them for her. Seeing the obvious red marks on her wrists, Si Qingcheng's eyes revealed heartache and guilt: "I'm sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Muli got up and slapped him.

The slap was so powerful that Si Qingcheng's face turned away. He pressed his cheek with the tip of his tongue and moved his face towards her.

"Hit me a few more times, as long as you can vent your anger."

Shen Muli grabbed the man's shirt from his lap and threw it at his face, pointing at the door: "Get out!"

"Xiao Li..." Si Qingcheng took the shirt.

Shen Muli picked up the sofa pillow behind him and threw it at him, "Get out!"

……

"..." Si Tong heard the sound of Yu Hanshen's Maybach returning in the baby room, and went downstairs to greet her husband.

As soon as I reached the first floor, I saw my old father being beaten out of the room in dishevel.

She was stunned.

The maid had said before that her old father was beaten out wrapped in a bath towel. She couldn't imagine what the scene was like at the time, but she didn't expect it to be this scene, especially, there was a clear slap mark on the old father's face.

If you tell others about it, who would dare to believe that the elegant and graceful chairman of Twin Group would be in such an embarrassing situation?

Si Tong wanted to pretend she didn't see it, but Si Qingcheng had already looked over, so she had no choice but to look away and greet him awkwardly, "Dad."

Si Qingcheng was stunned. He didn't feel anything in front of the servants, but he felt a little embarrassed in front of his daughter.

He cleared his throat, pretending nothing had happened, and straightened his shirt that he hadn't had time to button up, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Si Tong lowered his eyes and stared at his toes. Just as he was about to answer, Yu Hanshen came over.

Seeing that his father-in-law looked unbecoming, he frowned, stood in front of Si Tong calmly, exchanged a few words with Si Qingcheng in a steady tone, and took his young wife upstairs.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yu Hanshen walked on the outside of the steps, his strong and tall body separating Si Tong and Si Qingcheng. Si Tong's peripheral vision was occupied by his crisp dark grey coat.

Si Tong was worried about his mother and couldn't help but look towards his mother's room.

The next moment, Yu Hanshen grabbed the back of her head, twisted her face back, and said in a steady voice: "Don't look around."

Si Tong: “…”

When Yu Hanshen went to take a shower, Si Tong went downstairs to his mother's room.

"Are you okay?" Si Tong looked at Shen Muli worriedly.

The first time I met Shen Muli, she looked noble and elegant, with the demeanor of a daughter of a wealthy family. I don’t know what excessive thing Si Qingcheng had done to make her beat someone out without caring about her image.

Especially when he saw that Shen Muli's makeup and hairstyle looked messy, Si Tong's eyes were filled with even more worry.

Shen Muli calmed down, smiled and pulled her daughter to sit down, "What can happen to me? I'm fine."

Seeing his daughter looking at him worriedly, Shen Muli changed the subject casually: "In two days, it will be the hundred-day banquet for Junbao and Qingbao. Will your aunt and cousin come over tomorrow?"

Shen Muli said: "I will treat them to a meal tomorrow night. I didn't treat them well the last time they came."

The thrilling delivery scene of Si Tong was widely discussed on the Internet. Even her aunt and the others knew about it. At that time, Li Xin and her aunt flew to see Si Tong.

At that time, Shen Muli was only thinking about his daughter, so he had no time to entertain her relatives.

Si Tong sat with his mother for a while and then returned to the master bedroom.

There was no one in the master bedroom, so she went to the baby room next door.

Yu Hanshen was washing his son's little butt. The man's bony fingers pinched the soft gauze and gently and patiently wiped the dirt off his son's butt. After washing, he applied diaper cream on the child.

Then he wrapped his son in swaddling clothes with quick and skillful movements. Seeing his son looking at him with a pair of big round eyes, Yu Hanshen picked up his son and rocked him gently.

"I'm Dad. Do you know me?" His voice was low and soft.

As if responding to his father's words, Qing Bao suddenly grinned and smiled at Yu Hanshen, revealing his pink little gums.

Yu Hanshen laughed unconsciously. The man's usually serious and cold features now only showed the tenderness and kindness of a father.

"Mr. San likes children so much. After two years, when Mrs. San recovers, she must give birth to a daughter for him." The idle servant nearby joked with a smile.

They saw how much Yu Hanshen loved children.

As long as he is at home, they have basically no say in taking care of the children.

Before going to bed that night, Si Tong asked Yu Hanshen: "Do you want a daughter?"