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

When Yangyang saw her sister, a sweet smile immediately appeared on her little face and she ran towards Sitong with her short legs.

Si Tong squatted down and held the little girl in his arms, touched her chubby little face, and then looked at his aunt's swollen collarbone, "When will the surgery be done?"

Grandma replied: "The doctor said that we have to wait until the swelling subsides before we can do the surgery, which will probably take two or three days."

Si Tong nodded.

Grandma added: "Take Yangyang home, I'll be here for you."

After returning to the rental house, Si Tong gave Yangyang some toys to play with at the door, and then started to clean up the house.

In fact, my grandmother and aunt are both neat and clean people. There was nothing to clean up. She just wanted to find something for herself to do.

She was mopping the floor when she received a call from Yu Hanshen.

Looking at the number that he knew by heart, Si Tong was silent for a long time, and finally slid to the answer button.

"Are you home?" came the man's deep voice.

Magnetic and calm as usual.

Si Tong said "hmm" in a calm voice.

"My nephew was in a car accident and his condition has just stabilized. Taking you home will be postponed for a few days." Yu Hanshen explained, and then said: "Wait until your aunt is discharged from the hospital, I will pick you up and bring you to Haicheng, and you can get to know your aunt by the way."

Hearing that Yu Hanshen wanted to visit her as her boyfriend, Si Tong lowered her eyes.

"Mr. Yu." She called him.

The attitude is cold and distant.

"I'm sorry, I've thought about it carefully, and it's better for us to be strangers."

After he said this, there was silence on the phone.

Even through the phone, Si Tong could still feel the heavy sense of oppression coming from Yu Hanshen at this moment.

She held the cell phone in one hand and held the edge of the table with the other. She curled her fingers slowly and forcefully, and her nails scraped across the hard wooden table. It was a little painful, but not as painful as the pain in her heart.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Yu Hanshen's voice was cold.

Even though he still sounded calm and steady, Si Tong knew that he must be angry.

The last time she wanted to stay away from him, she also said that it would be more appropriate to be strangers, and Yu Hanshen also asked her if she knew what she was talking about.

That time, he was more surprised and puzzled, but not angry.

Si Tong suppressed the bitterness churning in his heart and said in a calm and peaceful voice: "I know."

"Si Tong." Yu Hanshen called her.

This was the first time he called her by her full name.

The intimidating threat contained in it made Si Tong's scalp tighten uncontrollably.

Beside my ear, the man's voice was extremely low and his tone was stern: "Some things can't be said casually. Last time you said it once, I indulged you once, but this time I'm going to take it seriously."

"I ask you again, do you really know what you are talking about?"

for a long time.

Si Tong said with difficulty and dryness: "I know."

The next moment, the call ended.

Si Tong's face was pale, and he stood there in a daze, maintaining the posture of answering the phone.

I do not know how long it has been.

Her legs were hugged, and Yangyang’s babyish voice came: “Sister, don’t cry, sister, don’t cry.”

Si Tong came back to her senses and found that everything in front of her was blurry and watery. She squatted down and hugged Yang Yang, burying her face in Yang Yang's small shoulder.

Yangyang imitated the way Si Tong used to coax her, and held Si Tong's head and blew on it, "Blow away the pain, don't cry, sister."

Huahe Hospital.

After Mo Xubei finished performing several surgeries, he took off his white coat and prepared to go off work. As he passed the corridor between the inpatient building and the outpatient building, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

He smiled, walked over, and when he got closer he found a pile of cigarette butts at Yu Hanshen's feet.

He has been with Yu Hanshen for twenty or thirty years, and although he knows Yu Hanshen well, he knows a lot about him.

Yu Hanshen is not a heavy smoker. He smokes one or two cigarettes occasionally when he has nothing to do. He only smokes so many when he is bored.

Thinking of Yu Zhiheng who was still lying in the ICU, Mo Xubei thought he was worried about his nephew. After all, the relationship between the two uncle and nephew has always been close.

"Don't worry so much. Although Zhiheng's condition is unstable, it's not a serious problem and he won't die." Mo Xubei picked up the cigarette box and lighter that Yu Hanshen had casually placed beside the flower bed and lit one for himself.

Yu Hanshen stood tall and straight beside the flower bed with one hand in his pocket. He did not respond when he heard this.

Mo Xubei's medical skills are superb. Not to mention in Huahe Hospital, even internationally, they are of very high standard. If he says it's okay, then Yu Zhiheng must be fine too.

But Yu Hanshen still looked solemn and serious, and Mo Xubei realized that this man did not seem to be worried about his nephew.

Mo Xubei suddenly had an idea and smiled: "What's the matter? Did you have a fight with your girlfriend?"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Hanshen's gaze swept over coldly.

Mo Xubei smiled with two rows of white teeth showing, his face full of gloating: "Are you really having a conflict? Tell me, buddy, what's the conflict? The little girl won't let you go to bed?"

Yu Hanshen ignored him.

Mo Xubei took two puffs of his cigarette cheerfully, called Fu Yanlin and Zhang Juncheng to go to the Imperial Court, and after hanging up, he said, "Come on, we'll have a few drinks with you to ease your sorrow."

It's past eleven o'clock at night.

Yu Hanshen returned to the Yu family's old house. Old Madam Yu was still awake. The servant took out the dishes she had eaten for midnight snack. The moment she opened the door, Old Madam Yu happened to see Yu Hanshen passing by the door.

"Third brother." Old Madam Yu called her son.

Then, Yu Hanshen appeared at the door of the old man's room. He didn't go in. "What's the matter?"

Although Yu Hanshen looked normal, his steps were steady, and his speech was calm, his old mother, Mrs. Yu, could tell at a glance that he was drunk.

"Why did you drink so much?" Madam Yu frowned, but she didn't hold on to her grudge. Instead, she asked, "Did you explain to her that the reason you postponed inviting Tongtong to dinner was because Zhiheng had an accident?"

Last time at the birthday banquet, as soon as Si Tong took out the set of gold and pearl jewelry, Old Madam Yu knew about her relationship with Yu Hanshen.

Old Madam Yu was afraid that the little girl was too sensitive and would misunderstand that the Yu family was trying to intimidate her.

It is inevitable that people will feel uneasy when something that has been arranged is suddenly changed.

Yu Hanshen put his hands in his pockets, standing tall and handsome, "I've explained it, don't worry."

"She's not angry, is she?"

"No." Yu Hanshen said, "She is very sensible."

Madam Yu smiled with relief, "That child is indeed a well-behaved and sensible one. Tell her that when Zhiheng is discharged from the hospital, we can have a good family reunion."

Madam Yu's "family" directly regards Si Tong as one of their own.

Yu Hanshen responded without hesitation: "Okay, I'll bring her over when the time comes."

After a pause, he continued, "On the night when Zhiheng got into trouble, her family members also had an accident. She was worried about the safety of her family, so she returned to her hometown."

This explains why Si Tong, Yu Hanshen’s girlfriend, did not show up to visit Yu Zhiheng when he was hospitalized.

As Yu Zhiheng's future aunt, Si Tong should come and take a look out of courtesy to show her concern.

Madam Yu understood what her son meant and waved her hand, "Just get along well with Tongtong, those empty things are not important."

On the fourth day after Si Tong arrived home, the swelling in his aunt's shoulder finally subsided and she was scheduled for surgery. She stayed in the hospital for another five days before being discharged.

After receiving a call from Zhang Mengling, she learned that Yu Zhiheng had not woken up since the car accident, but the doctor said that it was not a big problem and he would be fine after he woke up.

After talking about Yu Zhiheng, Zhang Mengling hesitated as if she had something to say but didn't dare to.

Si Tong was buying vegetables at the market, and seeing that she was about to say something, he said, "If there's nothing else, hang up first."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Zhang Mengling called her, "Master Yu is in the hospital, and many people came to visit him. Guess who I saw?"

Si Tong didn't respond.

Seeing that she had no interest at all, Zhang Mengling snorted unhappily, “I accompanied my mother to the hospital to deliver something to Grandma Yu, and I saw He Qinglan.”

Si Tong paused as he was putting things into the basket of the electric bike.

"I saw her standing and chatting with her idol. He Qinglan was smiling happily. When will you come back? If you don't come back soon, someone will take advantage of you!"

Zhang Mengling finished speaking in one breath, and then added worriedly: "Don't tell my boyfriend that I was the one who reported you, I'm scared."