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

Different from the previous half-intimate kisses, this time, Yu Hanshen's thin lips actually kissed Si Tong's forehead.

Then the tip of her nose, cheeks, and chin, the man's breath sprayed on her delicate skin as he kissed, hot and burning.

She instinctively leaned back and tried to dodge, but Yu Hanshen's big hands had already grasped her ears and neck.

Yu Hanshen was tall, and the dim light of the villa shone on his broad back, casting a thick shadow that completely covered Si Tong.

Si Tong was controlled by the man and could not move. He could only press his hands against Yu Hanshen's chest. The touch of solid and hard muscles came from his palms, which was clear and hot through the thin shirt fabric.

Feeling that Yu Hanshen's lips and tongue were getting closer and closer to her lips, Si Tong couldn't help trembling: "Mr. Yu..."

She was so nervous that her breathing was unstable and she panted a little when she spoke.

Such a voice made Yu Hanshen's already gloomy eyes even darker.

"Call my name." He kissed the corner of the girl's mouth, and his voice was low and hoarse.

Si Tong was a little hesitant to call him that, as he was already used to addressing him as Mr. Yu.

Yu Hanshen pinched her chin with his hand, and then moved it down to hug the girl's slender waist. Then he exerted force and breathed into her ear: "Scream."

Si Tong's eyes were confused, and he cried out like a kitten: "Han, Han Shen..."

The ending tone has not yet fallen.

Si Tong's chin was lifted up again, Yu Han leaned over with his neck arched, and kissed her lips.

The sudden contact of lips and teeth made Si Tong tremble, and the hand that was supporting Yu Hanshen's chest clenched unconsciously, wrinkling the man's ironed shirt.

Not far away, a black Audi was quietly parked by the road.

Yu Zhiheng stood by the car door, looking in astonishment at the man and woman kissing next to the Maybach in the villa courtyard. He felt as if struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and his pupils trembled.

How can this be?

How could this be?

When he saw Si Tong and Yu Hanshen walking together at the Emperor's Banquet, with Zhang Mengling beside them, he still didn't believe what Si Tong said.

Maybe these three people just happened to meet and had a meal together, no big deal.

But when the waiter pushed the food cart past the three of them, Yu Hanshen naturally pulled Si Tong to his side, then raised his arms to hold her in his arms, and took her away from the food cart.

A clear protective gesture.

Yu Zhiheng still held a glimmer of hope in his heart that his uncle was just helping out out of concern for the younger generation, just like the last time at grandma's birthday party, it was no big deal.

But he forgot that his uncle was never a kind-hearted person, and deliberately ignored Zhang Mengling who was almost hit by the food truck.

For some unknown reason, he drove quietly behind Yu Hanshen's Maybach.

Watching Yu Hanshen send Zhang Mengling home, and watching Zhang Mengling get off the car, Si Tong sat in the passenger seat, and watched the Maybach speed all the way and drive into Yu Hanshen's solitary villa outside.

The closer he got to the Imperial Examination Hall, the faster Yu Zhiheng's heart beat and the more uneasy he felt.

Then, he watched as Yu Hanshen pulled Si Tong out of the car, pressed her forcefully against the car body, rubbed her ears, and whispered to her.

Until this moment, the two of them were entangled in lips and tongues, hugging each other passionately.

It shouldn't be like this.

Yu Zhiheng could hardly stand, and he had to hold on to the car door frame with his right hand to barely keep his balance.

When did they get together?

How can they be together?

Why is it my uncle?

The black Audi was speeding on the wide lane in Haicheng. Yu Zhiheng's eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his hands holding the steering wheel were bulging.

Why did he and Si Tong come to this point?

Yu Zhiheng stepped on the accelerator fiercely and ran through one red light after another. In order to avoid other vehicles, the Audi even drifted twice on the road, but he did not stop for a moment and stepped on the accelerator to drive the car into the riverside villa.

Qin Sihan was hanging out at home with a few good sisters. After she became pregnant, she stayed at home to rest, which inevitably made her feel bored, so she often invited friends to come and keep her company.

These were all young ladies from aristocratic families whom she met after she married Yu Zhiheng. They were all willing to flatter her, and she also enjoyed the feeling of being admired, so she interacted with them frequently.

"Wow, Hanhan, this ring of yours is not the Graff pink diamond that was exhibited at the Hong Kong Jewelry Show last month, is it? Young Master Yu is so good to you, I'm really envious."

"Don't just be envious. Try harder and win over Boss Yu and become Hanhan's aunt. Then you will be more powerful than Hanhan."

"Boss Yu? Forget it, I don't dare. His eyes can make people tremble with fear. If he can capture me, I don't mind living a long life."

Qin Sihan sat elegantly among the other daughters, eating the blood swallows stewed by the servants in her hand.

I felt much better recently because of Si Tong's bad mood which was well-known in the media.

She looked down at her hands.

This ring was specially brought back from Hong Kong by Yu Zhiheng as an apology after he pinched her last time.

Qin Sihan knew it must be valuable, but she didn't expect it to have such a great origin and be the treasure of the jewelry exhibition.

At this moment.

There was a loud bang from the entrance hall, and everyone in the living room was startled. Then, in everyone's puzzled gaze, Yu Zhiheng walked in with a fierce look.

"Zhiheng." Qin Sihan called him tenderly, stood up and wanted to go forward and take his arm, showing the image of a loving couple to everyone.

Before she could touch Yu Zhiheng's arm, Yu Zhiheng suddenly grabbed her neck.

This time, Yu Zhiheng didn't drink.

He pressed Qin Sihan onto the sofa, knelt on top of her, veins bulging on his forehead, and he wanted to strangle her to death.

This scene happened too quickly. By the time the young ladies from the noble families and the servants reacted, Qin Sihan's face had turned purple from being pinched. She couldn't make any sound and could only struggle desperately using her hands and feet.

"Ah!" Someone screamed, "Young Master Yu has gone crazy!"