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

Yu Hanshen's words were not sweet talk, but they were steady and reliable, like a raging wave, easily breaking the last trace of defense in Si Tong's heart.

Her eyes were red, her heart was beating wildly, and her heart was pounding.

"I..." Do you want to stay with him? Of course she does.

The moment he appeared in Tongcheng late at night, the throbbing she felt at that moment quietly changed her mood.

Or even earlier, in the National Medical Hall, when Old Deng said her condition was serious and she was in panic, Yu Hanshen walked quietly behind her and held her in his arms. At that moment, the man's tall and straight body seemed like the safest harbor in the world.

"Don't be in such a hurry to answer me." Yu Hanshen interrupted the little girl in a neither light nor heavy voice.

"I have plenty of time and patience to wait for you to figure it out, but before you figure it out, please don't reject my approach and don't joke with your body."

The man's words were filled with obvious concern.

As he said this, he let go of the hand that was pinching Si Tong's chin, and moved his fingers upwards to rub her delicate cheek, "I don't want my wife to be a sickly person in the future."

The back of his fingers felt too smooth and soft, so Yu Hanshen pinched the girl's cheek and said in a low voice, "It's late, go back to bed."

Si Tong's already slow brain was made even slower by the word "wife" from the man. After a moment of stunned silence, her thoughts slowly came back to her mind and the temperature on her face rose.

She did not avoid Yu Hanshen's intimate touch, but just lowered her eyes.

"Who is your wife?" The shy and coquettish tone made Yu Hanshen smile faintly.

His rough fingers slid along the side of Si Tong's face, brushed back and inserted into her hair, and his broad palm held the girl's delicate face.

"If you don't want to be my wife, whose wife do you want to be? The one with the surname Song?" As he spoke, Yu Hanshen leaned over and gently rested his forehead against Si Tong's.

The hot breath immediately splashed all over the little girl's face. Si Tong heard that this man was still concerned about her blind date, and couldn't help but think that he was really narrow-minded. At the same time, a hint of sweetness arose in his heart.

Their eyes met at close range. Si Tong felt Yu Hanshen's dark and deep gaze on her lips. Her heart beat like a drum. "I, I'll go back first."

Yu Hanshen's hands had grabbed her ears and neck at some point. After she finished speaking, she wanted to step back, only to find that she couldn't avoid it at all.

The man's hands were like cast copper and iron. Si Tong suddenly felt flustered and a little scared, "Yu, President Yu..."

Hearing the little girl's slightly trembling voice, Yu Hanshen paused, restrainedly let go of her hand, straightened up, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Go to bed early." His slender fingers touched the control screen.

The car door on Si Tong's side slowly opened.

She tried to unbuckle the seat belt with trembling fingers, but for some reason, she had no strength in her hands and it took her a long time to unbuckle the seat belt.

A man's low chuckle came from above my head.

Si Tong felt her face getting even hotter. Yu Hanshen reached out his hand and easily wrapped his big hand around the girl's small hand. He applied a little force with his thumb, and with a click, Si Tong's shoulders relaxed.

She didn't say anything, just got out of the car with her things and walked quickly into the gate of No. 10 Middle School.

Yu Hanshen rolled down the car window, leaned against the backrest and leisurely watched the girl's fleeing figure. His deep eyes seemed calm, but a smile was growing in his eyes.

Si Tong walked for a while and her steps gradually slowed down. She could feel Yu Hanshen looking at her. The man's gaze was too strong for her to ignore.

After taking a few more steps, she stopped.

He stood there for a few seconds.

Then he turned around and ran towards the Maybach, running faster and faster.

Seeing that the little girl was about to disappear from his sight, Yu Hanshen lit a cigarette, took a puff, put the car in gear, and prepared to step on the accelerator and leave.

Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Si Tong running towards him quickly. His eyes paused, he parked the car again, pushed the door open and got out.

Unlike the time when Si Tong encountered the gangsters at the night market, Yu Han was well prepared this time. When the girl's slender body crashed into his arms, he did not move at all and caught her steadily.

Afraid that the cigarette in his hand would burn the little girl, Yu Hanshen casually put out the cigarette on the car body.

The two hugged several times.

But this was the first time that Si Tong took the initiative to hug Yu Hanshen, wrapping her arms tightly around the man's strong waist and burying her face in his chest.

The sudden embrace was somewhat beyond Yu Hanshen's expectations. Noticing that Si Tong was in a bad mood, he held the girl's thin shoulders and stroked them soothingly.

"what happened?"

For a while.

"Mr. Yu..." The little girl in his arms said in a muffled voice with tears in her eyes, "I'm really not as good as you see. I used to... I..." I have killed people and been to jail.

When talking about those years that could not be looked back, even though Si Tong had a calm personality, he could not keep calm.

The words became bitter and difficult when they came to my lips.

The little girl said "I'm not as good as you see" twice, and Yu Hanshen keenly perceived the deep meaning of this sentence.

Then I remembered what Mr. Deng said, that the little girl had experienced mental breakdown and physical abuse. The first time I met her, she picked up food from the ground with such a cold and indifferent expression.

Yu Hanshen didn't know what she had experienced to cause her current taciturn personality, but he knew that it must not have been a pleasant past.

Then I thought about the fact that the little girl had taken four years off from school. Did something happen during those four years that she couldn't face?

After realizing this, Yu Hanshen's eyes revealed pity.

Realizing that the girl in his arms was sobbing softly, Yu Hanshen let her go, bent down, and held up the little girl's tearful face.

"Is this the reason you rejected me last time?" Yu Hanshen gently wiped away Si Tong's tears with his thumb.

"If you really can't say it, don't say it."

The man said in a slow tone: "I don't care what you've been through in the past. What I want is your present and future. Your past will not affect your importance in my heart, not now and not in the future."

After wiping the tears from the little girl's face, Yu Hanshen took her into his arms again and held her tightly with his strong arms.

"The past is the past, don't let the past trap you in the present."

The man's words were steady, with a tone of earnest instruction.

Si Tong was silent.

She put her hands inside Yu Hanshen's coat and clenched them behind the man's waist.

With my cheek pressed against his chest and my ears filled with the steady, strong heartbeat, my anxious heart, after being pulled ashore all day, felt like a floating duckweed that had finally been pulled ashore, and now I felt a sense of security with my feet on solid ground.

For a while.

She raised her head and looked up at Yu Hanshen's majestic and handsome face, "But I haven't told you what it is. What if it's something very bad?"

"No matter how bad it is, it's not as bad as you drawing a line between us."

"Don't you want to know?"

"I want to know." Yu Hanshen said truthfully, "When you can face the past calmly and stop crying when you talk about it, I will be all ears."

Si Tong heard respect and love in the man's tone.

An indescribable emotion arose in her heart, and this emotion made her heart seem filled with flowers.

Speaking of crying, she later realized that she felt a little embarrassed.

Especially when he saw that the smoky gray shirt fabric on Yu Hanshen’s chest was wet and his face felt a little hot.

He raised his hand to touch the wet spot and whispered, "I'm sorry, I... couldn't control myself for a moment."

Yu Hanshen grabbed the girl's hand and pressed it against his chest, with his other hand around her slender waist. "How are you going to compensate me for my clothes, Mr. Si?"

The feeling of hard muscles came through the thin cloth, making Si Tong's face even hotter. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yu Hanshen held him down even harder.

Pursing her lips slightly, she asked, "How do you want me to compensate you?"

"Have lunch with me tomorrow."

Si Tong did not refuse.

Yu Hanshen quietly looked down at the little girl, whose emotional expression moved him slightly, and he hugged her a little tighter.

But I didn't hold her for long.

After all, they were at the school gate, and although there were not many people around, Yu Hanshen still took the initiative to let her go because of Si Tong's identity.

He bent down to pick up the canvas bag that had fallen at their feet, dusted it off and handed it to Si Tong.

"Go back and go to bed early." He reminded again.

Yu Hanshen stood beside the Maybach with his hands in his pockets, watching the little girl walk into the gate of No. 10 Middle School. When her figure disappeared, he lowered his eyes to look at the tear marks on his chest, and the smile in his eyes gradually disappeared.

He got into the car, lit another cigarette, took a few puffs, took the black cell phone on the center armrest, and dialed a number.

Soon, the call was answered.

"Find someone for me." Yu Hanshen reached out of the car with his cigarette in his hand, leaned back in the chair, his eyes half closed, and he lighted the cigarette nonchalantly.

But this nonchalance revealed a ruthlessness that Si Tong had never seen before.

As the cigarette ash flew, a respectful, hoarse male voice came from the receiver: "Who?"