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

It was only after Mr. Shen investigated Jiang Mingxiu's background that Shen Yanxi realized that Jiang Mingxiu was not the rich kid she thought he was.

Just a small employee in a fund company.

The limited edition Bugatti he was driving when they first met was not his, but borrowed from a friend who repairs cars.

Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen were very angry at home because of this. They were angry that she got pregnant without knowing who the other person was.

After some discussion, they finally decided that the child had to be born. Shen Yanxi could not have an abortion and could not make herself infertile just for the sake of a child.

In order to give the child a legitimate birth, the marriage has to be concluded.

At worst, she can divorce and remarry after having a child. With the support of the Shen family, Shen Yanxi will never have trouble finding a husband.

Old Madam Shen was afraid that Shen Yanxi would feel unhappy because of her bad marriage, so she transferred part of the shares of Shen Group under her name to her.

For the sake of Madam Shen's shares, Shen Yanxi reluctantly agreed to the marriage.

"In finance? There doesn't seem to be a Jiang family in Haicheng's financial circle..."

As we all know, the financial circle cannot develop without the support of family connections.

Everyone present was a smart person, and they immediately realized that Shen Yanxi's fiancé probably didn't have a decent background.

The look he gave Shen Yanxi was more or less filled with contempt.

"Oh, that's okay. Once Xiao Jiang and Xixi get married and have the Shen family as their backer, I believe it won't be long before Xiao Jiang will be at the top of the financial circle, don't you think? Haha."

The others joined in the laughter.

Shen Yanxi listened to the shrill laughter, with an elegant and decent smile on her face, but her hands on her legs slowly clenched into fists.

After a while, she got up and left the suffocating lounge to get some fresh air on the terrace outside the banquet hall.

Through the large glass sliding door, she saw Si Tong suddenly come out of the lounge holding the crying Qing Bao. Yu Hanshen, who heard his son's cry, immediately stepped forward and took his son from his wife's arms.

With patient and gentle coaxing, Qingbao soon stopped crying in his hands. Anyone could see that Yu Hanshen was probably the one who took care of the child more at home.

A man's charm is not only reflected in his social status and wealth, nor is it only reflected in his outstanding appearance, but also in his attitude towards his wife and children, and his ability to handle things.

Shen Yanxi clearly saw the admiration in the eyes of the ladies in the banquet hall as they looked at Yu Hanshen.

Si Tong snuggled up to Yu Hanshen, her face filled with sweetness and happiness. People gathered around to see the child. Shen Yanxi heard compliments such as "He will be as good as President Yu in the future" and "A good father will have a good son."

The young master, who has the blood of three families in Haicheng, has become a popular figure that everyone wants to curry favor with.

"Are you jealous?" Si Jintong walked up to her without her noticing, "I heard your fiancé is from an ordinary family? He's a good match for you."

Shen Yanxi's face was expressionless, and her voice was emotionless: "Director Si's husband doesn't have a good family background either."

"Yes, my husband doesn't come from a big family, so my children and his can only serve as foils for other people's children."

"What about you, Miss Shen? What good fortune can you have by giving birth to this thing in your belly? It's just like you, only worthy of picking up some of the leftovers that others don't want."

The light in Shen Yanxi's eyes grew dimmer and dimmer.

"If I were you, I would give it a try." Si Jintong said with a smile: "If Si Tong and her two sons were gone, do you think the inheritance rights of the Shen Group would return to you?"

Shen Yanxi was silent for a long time, and suddenly a smile appeared on her face. "Director Si's method of using a knife to kill someone is very powerful. By then, the inheritance rights of the Twin Group will fall into your hands again."

Si Jintong said: "How about we join forces?"

"No big deal." Shen Yanxi said, "Did you see the bodyguards inside and outside the banquet hall? Yu Hanshen values ​​his wife and children more than his own eyes, and has arranged many layers of protection. Let alone you and I joining forces, even if there are a hundred of you and me, we won't be able to succeed."

"If you want to fight, Director Si, do it yourself." After saying that, Shen Yanxi walked away.

The banquet started soon.

Shen Yanxi sat quietly in her seat, gently stroking her belly.

Si Jintong said those words just to stir up her resentment and jealousy and make her take action against Si Tong and the Yu twins.

But Si Jintong said something right. The child in her belly would be just like her after birth. It would be a foil for Si Tong and Si Tong's child and pick up things they don't want.

Shen Yanxi lowered her eyes and clenched her fingers tightly.

The Shen Group should obviously be hers. Even if she is not capable enough, when Mr. Shen is gone, the Shen Group will still be handed over to her.

Shen Yanxi slowly raised her eyes and glanced at Old Man Shen.

If he doesn't give Shen's to her, then she will take it herself.

……

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, all the guests had finally left. Si Tong sat on the sofa in the lounge, frowning and rubbing his calves.

Yu Hanshen moved his little wife's legs to his thighs and kneaded them with moderate force.

Si Tong quickly glanced at the three old ladies surrounding the crib, then quickly glanced at the three old men playing chess by the window, and while everyone's attention was not there, he hugged Yu Hanshen's neck and kissed him.

Yu Hanshen looked over with a faint smile, "Is this the reward for the massage?"

Si Tong leaned over and leaned on his shoulder, "I guess so."

"It's too light." Yu Hanshen said.

Si Tong closed her eyes and enjoyed her husband's massage service, saying, "The gift may be small, but the sentiment is great."

"How deep is your love?" Yu Hanshen lowered his head and kissed his wife's forehead, then whispered in her ear: "Ride me at night, let me feel how deep your love is."

"..." Si Tong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the old men guiltily. Seeing that they didn't hear him, he turned around and glared at Yu Hanshen.

"There are so many people here, be careful with your words." After saying that, he couldn't help but punch Yu Hanshen's chest.

For some reason, this guy likes to let her be on top these days, and rides her several times a night, which makes her horse riding skills improve rapidly.

This man couldn't stop himself. Sometimes he would wake her up and ride her before she woke up in the morning.

At this moment, Mr. Yu, who was playing chess over there, suddenly laughed out loud, "I won!"

Mr. Shen, who was sitting opposite him, had lost ten games in a row since the meal.

He gritted his teeth in anger, turned his head and shouted to Si Tong: "Tongtong, come and avenge grandpa!"

Si Tong's hand was held by Yu Hanshen, and due to the angle and the cover of his coat, it was pressed on the man's trouser zipper.

She had long discovered that this man liked to secretly do some reckless things in inappropriate situations. Si Tong's heart was pounding. She turned her head and glared at him, then pulled her hand back and ran to her grandfather.

Mr. Shen stood up and said, "You are doomed to lose this time."

Old Master Yu has been an expert in chess for many years and did not take Si Tong seriously at all. He sneered.

But after losing two games in a row, his face began to turn green.

Mr. Shen's face was flushed with excitement: "She is worthy of being my granddaughter, haha."

Mr. Si interrupted, “Tongtong inherited the talent of my Qingcheng.”

"Nonsense." Mr. Shen glared at him, "Tongtong looks like Xiaoli, more like Xiaoli."

"Tongtong obviously looks like Qingcheng, but more like Qingcheng."

"Follow my daughter!"

"Follow my son!"

Si Tong: “…”

the other side.

In a corner of the cafe, Mu Li sat opposite Fu Yichen.

Fu Yicheng said, "I have something urgent to do and I have to go back to the army tonight. I want to confirm with you again before I leave. Can you really not give me a chance to pursue you?"

Shen Muli smiled lightly and was about to speak when Si Qingcheng's voice rang out behind her, "Xiao Li."

He walked over and sat down next to Shen Muli, and naturally raised his hand to put it on the back of the chair behind her.

There was no physical contact, but from Fu Yicheng's perspective, it was very intimate.

Shen Muli's slightly furrowed brows showed some displeasure.

Si Qingcheng looked at Fu Yicheng and said calmly, "Mr. Fu wants to pursue my Xiao Li?"