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

In the evening, Si Tong finished class at around five o'clock. On the way back to Gongyuan, he called Yu Hanshen.

"What time will you be home?" she asked on the phone.

Yu Hanshen was presiding over a project progress report meeting when the black business jet beside him suddenly vibrated.

When he picked up the phone, a project manager who was giving a report tactfully stopped talking.

The huge conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone's eyes were on Yu Hanshen's face.

"Is something wrong?"

Hearing the gentle voice of the big boss, everyone could guess with their toes that the person on the other end of the phone was their young boss's wife.

"Yeah." Si Tong thought that if her plan succeeded, she would be pregnant with a daughter this month, and she smiled happily.

"It's very important that you come back as soon as possible," she emphasized.

Then, she heard Yu Hanshen say, "I'll try my best."

"No." Si Tong rarely took such a firm attitude: "You must be home before seven o'clock."

Yu Hanshen did not give a clear answer immediately, but asked slowly: "So urgent?"

Si Tong could tell that this person was playing Tai Chi with her and felt unhappy. "Anyway, if you don't come back before seven, I'll lock the door and you can sleep outside tonight!"

"Sleeping outside the door? Can you bear to do that?" Yu Hanshen's tall body leaned against the back of the chair, holding the mobile phone in the hand wearing the watch, and the other hand casually placed on the table.

The two long legs wrapped in crisp trousers were casually crossed in a relaxed posture.

“…”Everyone was stunned. It was the first time they saw the big boss flirting with his wife.

Is this really their stern, dignified and serious President Yu?

"If you don't come back soon, I'll be willing to let you go." After saying that, Si Tong snorted and hung up the phone.

But her hum, to the man's ears, sounded delicate and coquettish, no different from acting like a spoiled child, and had no deterrent effect at all.

Yu Hanshen took down his phone and glanced at the screen, his thin lips curled up, his deep eyes filled with smiles and doting.

His masculine charm made several young secretaries who were taking notes at the meeting nearby very excited.

He put down his phone and waited for a moment. The conference room was still very quiet. He raised his eyes and glanced around calmly before speaking again, his voice carrying a sense of authority: "Am I good-looking?"

The serious tone brought everyone back to their senses and they all lowered their heads.

Then, Yu Hanshen's unhurried voice rang out from the main seat: "Continue."

After a pause, he added: "Hurry up."

……

At this project briefing meeting, all the project managers of Huangsheng Group scattered at home and abroad came to attend the meeting. Until 6:30, one-third of the managers had not yet reported.

Yu Hanshen glanced at the steel watch on his wrist, then placed his hand on the table and tapped the tabletop casually with his fingers.

Then he made a 'pause' gesture.

"Vice President Gu, you will be the host from now on. Please put the meeting summary on my desk tomorrow morning." After Yu Hanshen gave the instructions, he stood up and walked out with his cell phone.

As soon as his figure disappeared, the heavy atmosphere in the entire conference room eased.

Everyone leaned back in their chairs with an expression of relief as if the mountain of pressure on their backs had disappeared. It was really stressful to be in a meeting with the big boss.

Gu Zehui, the group's vice president, stood up with the meeting materials, walked to Yu Hanshen's main seat, and knocked the materials on the table. "Be serious and continue the meeting."

But it was obvious that the power of his words was much weaker than Yu Hanshen's.

Someone asked him with a smile: "Vice President Gu, you will be able to handle all the tasks that President Yu can assign to you recently. You will go home at the appointed time. Is our young boss lady pregnant again?"

Seeing that these people were not as respectful of him as they were of Yu Hanshen, Gu Zehui laughed coldly, "You are gossiping about the boss during the meeting. Do you want me to call President Yu and ask him to come over and answer you personally?"

"..." Although people do not respect Gu Zehui as much as they respect Yu Hanshen, he is still the vice president of the group after all. When he puts on a cold face, he can still intimidate people to some extent.

Everyone said: "Don't dare..."

……

Si Tong returned to the Imperial Examination Hall, had dinner with the children, and then gave the children a bath with the servants. By the time they were done, it was almost seven o'clock.

She went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out, it was already past seven o'clock.

Yu Hanshen had not returned yet. She looked at the time on her mobile phone for a while, then went downstairs to lock the door.

As I reached the entrance, I heard the familiar sound of a car engine coming from the yard.

Si Tong leaned against the door frame with her arms folded, looking unhappily at the man who got out of the car.

Yu Hanshen glanced at his angry little wife, smiled calmly, turned around, opened the back door of the car, and took out a bouquet of light pink roses.

Si Tong was stunned.

Having been together for so long, Yu Hanshen had given her many things, but most of them were given to her in the most ordinary daily life.

Sometimes it was so ordinary that she didn't even realize it was a gift from him.

This is the first time I’ve sent flowers in such a romantic way.

Si Tong doesn't like flowers, but she still feels happy because of Yu Hanshen's act of sending flowers.

"What is this?" She said stubbornly, "A gift for apology?"

Yu Hanshen put his arm around his wife's waist. The bouquet of flowers was squeezed between their bodies. His voice was magnetic and charming: "There was a traffic jam on the road. I came back late. Please forgive me, Mrs. Yu."

Si Tong looked up at her husband's deep and handsome face and said coquettishly, "If you come back ten minutes late, we will have to do it ten times tonight."

Yu Hanshen listened, and reached down with his big hands to pinch his wife's round and plump buttocks. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Ten times? Wouldn't your husband be running out of ammunition and food? Madam, spare my life."

The man's voice was low and light, with a hint of flirtation in the last sentence, so sexy that it almost drew Si Tong's soul away.

Amid the sound of his thumping heart, Yu Han kissed her lips deeply.

When Yu Hanshen went to the restaurant for dinner, Si Tong asked the servants to bring two vases, fill them with water, and put pink and white roses in them.

One bottle was placed on the coffee table in the living room, and she took the other bottle to the master bedroom and placed it on the bedside table.

Yu Hanshen went upstairs after dinner, and Si Tong was coaxing his two sons back to the children's room.

"Sleep with mommy, sleep with mommy..." Yu Siqing lay on the bed in the master bedroom, refusing to let the servant hold him.

Yu Sijun sat on the edge of the bed with his legs hanging over the side and a serious face. Although he didn't say anything, it looked like he wanted to sleep with his parents.

Under normal circumstances, Si Tong would definitely be reluctant to refuse the children's reasonable request, but tonight, she had important things to do and it was really not suitable to have two little lights around.

"Qingbao, be good and go back to bed with your brother. Mom will tell you a story, okay?" Si Tong tried to persuade him.

Qingbao shook her little head: "No, no, Qingbao wants to sleep with mommy."

Si Tong was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to spank his little butt.

Yu Hanshen happened to see this scene and stopped it: "What's wrong?"

Si Tong was caught by her husband about to hit her son. She felt guilty and quickly withdrew her hand, "They refused to go back to their room to sleep and insisted on staying here."

"Dad!" Over there, Qingbao stretched out his hands to ask his father to hug him with shining eyes.

Yu Hanshen pinched his youngest son's armpits, lifted him into his arms, and said lovingly, "Dad, can you send Qingbao back to bed?"

Qing Bao smiled with her big eyes curved, nodded obediently, and answered loudly: "Okay!"

Si Tong suddenly felt resentful in her heart. Why was it that all her talking for a long time was useless, while Yu Hanshen could solve the problem with just one sentence?

...Although she usually doesn't take care of the children very often...but her love is no less than Yu Hanshen's.

Yu Hanshen picked up his eldest son again, holding one in each hand, and went to the children's room next door. His back showed the steadiness and reliability of a family pillar.

It was more than twenty minutes later that he returned to the master bedroom.

As soon as he came in, he met his young wife's resentful gaze.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a gentle voice while taking off his watch.

Si Tong lay on the quilt at the end of the bed, with a pillow pressing against his collarbone, and said glumly, "The kids don't listen to me."

Yu Hanshen smiled gently, "Just because of this?"

He walked to the bed and reached out to pull Si Tong up. Yu Hanshen was very tall, and Si Tong, standing on the bed, was only half a head taller than him.

She was wearing a silk suspender nightgown, the fabric was very thin.

Nothing on inside.

Her good figure is faintly visible in her pajamas.

"I will listen to you." Yu Hanshen's gaze fell on his little wife's chest. His big hand slowly passed through her armpit, and his palm covered her slender back.

"You are still the most effective person in our family."

No matter how you listen to it, these are sweet words a man says to coax a woman.

But Si Tong was still coaxed, and his mood became relaxed. He put his arm on Yu Hanshen's broad shoulders, and said with a little pride in his tone: "That's right."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Hanshen had already pulled down the strap of her pajamas with his other hand and lowered his head.