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

Yu Hanshen's tone was cold and although he did not show any obvious anger, the sense of oppression in his voice was enough to make Song Hai's scalp tingle.

Considering that Si Tong is still in his senior year of high school, as an elder, he probably doesn't want to see his child fall in love too early.

Thinking of this, Song Hai hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, cousin, nothing will happen to us before Miss Si finishes the college entrance examination, and I won't delay her studies. I will wait until she finishes the college entrance examination and then... and then..."

Under Yu Hanshen's calm gaze, Song Hai did not dare to say the three words "pursue her".

He had a feeling that if he dared to say that he wanted to pursue Si Tong, this distant cousin would kill him.

Song Hai lowered his head, avoiding eye contact with Si Tong's distant cousin. He didn't know whether to put down the box of cherries in his arms, nor did he know whether to put it down.

This was the first time in Grandma Song's life that she was frightened by a junior.

Although the young man in front of him didn't say anything harsh and didn't seem very angry, he made people feel like they were being stabbed in the back and they didn't dare to act unruly in front of him.

She pulled her grandson's sleeve and said to Si Tong, "You have guests at home, so we won't disturb you. Xiao Hai and I will come to see you tomorrow."

After saying this, he picked up his grandson and was about to leave.

Yu Hanshen suddenly spoke up: "Where is Mr. Song employed?"

When Song Hai heard his uncle asking him where he worked, he subconsciously answered, "Twin Technology Software Department."

After answering, he thought Yu Hanshen would ask something else. From his point of view, the question just now was an interrogation of him, the future son-in-law, by the elders of the woman's side.

Unexpectedly, after he answered, Yu Hanshen looked away, picked up the pink cup beside him and drank slowly, ignoring him again.

The very feminine water cup was held in the man's bony hands, his thin lips wrapped around the rim of the cup, and there was an inexplicable... indescribable charm and ambiguity to it.

Seeing that he no longer paid attention to him, Song Hai said goodbye tactfully and walked out with Grandma Song.

He also thoughtfully closed the door.

With the sound of a metal lock closing with a click, Si Tong's heart skipped a beat.

I subconsciously looked at Yu Hanshen, but saw that he was still sitting steadily at the table, his face calm and without any emotion.

Being in such a high position and with such power, he certainly cannot show everything on his face, and he has long since mastered the skill of not showing his emotions.

After thinking for a while, Si Tong said, "I didn't go on a blind date with him. Grandma Song brought him to my house, and I only met him once."

Yu Hanshen didn't allow her to go on a blind date, probably because he really treated himself as her elder. She was in her third year of high school, and she herself didn't agree with finding a partner in such a hurry.

Now that I think about it, his words telling her not to meet messy people and affect her studies should be the earnest advice of an elder to the younger.

"There's no blind date, why explain so much?" Yu Hanshen put down the water glass.

Si Tong: “…”

Yangyang was dozing off on a small children's stool nearby.

Si Tong pursed her lips and said, "It's getting late, you..."

"Want to drive me away?" Yu Hanshen stood up and looked down at her.

While speaking, lift your legs and walk towards me.

The place was small, the distance between the two was close, and the man had long legs, so he reached Si Tong in two steps.

Si Tong subconsciously stepped back, but the next moment, his lower back hit the edge of the pool.

The distance between them narrowed rapidly. Seeing that he seemed to want to get closer, Si Tong raised her hand and pressed it against the man's chest in panic.

Yu Hanshen's gaze fell on his chest. The little girl's white hands were pressed tightly against his coat, and the girl's soft strength could be felt through the fabric.

Although the little girl's defense was so vulnerable, he finally stopped.

"What do you think I'm going to do? You're so scared." There was a smile in Yu Hanshen's voice.

"I didn't." Si Tong said stubbornly.

After a moment of silence, Yu Hanshen took his little hand away from his chest.

The man's palms were big and broad, and he could easily wrap the girl's hand in his palms.

It was warm, dry and a little rough. Before Si Tong could struggle, Yu Hanshen had already let go of his hand.

He took out a thick stack of red banknotes from the inside pocket of his coat, slowly stuffed it into the pocket of Si Tong's down jacket, and said in a low voice, "This is the New Year's money your cousin gave you."

Si Tong: “…”