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

After Yu Hanshen entered the room, he pulled a stool and sat behind Si Tong, crossing his long legs with the dangling foot just behind Si Tong's calf.

The man's presence was already strong, and he was so close to her that Si Tong felt all the nerves in her body tense up. She moved back and forth cautiously along the cooking table, afraid of accidentally touching the man's legs and feet.

"A Shen is married, right?" When old people chat with their younger generations, marriage and childbirth are topics they can never avoid.

"Not yet." Yu Hanshen's voice was steady and gentle. After a pause, he spoke again with a firm and confident tone: "But it will be soon."

Si Tong remembered what Zhang Mengling said about He Qinglan and Yu Hanshen standing together and chatting. Judging from Zhang Mengling's tone, the two must have been having a great conversation.

Thinking of the picture of the two of them in the same frame at Madam Yu's birthday party, Si Tong felt that only a noble and elegant woman like He Qinglan could be worthy of Yu Hanshen.

Just thinking about it.

My calf was suddenly touched.

Si Tong turned around.

Yu Hanshen changed his sitting position, clasped his hands on his legs, and looked at his grandmother with a serious expression. He must have kicked her accidentally when he changed his sitting position.

However, when the man kicked her for the second and third time, she finally realized that he did it on purpose.

Si Tong nervously went to see his grandmother and aunt, and was relieved to see that they didn't notice Yu Hanshen's unusual behavior. He couldn't help but turned around and glared at Yu Hanshen.

Receiving the little girl's dissatisfaction, Yu Hanshen leisurely changed his sitting position and rubbed her calf lightly, intimately and ambiguously.

"..." Si Tong's hands were a little unsteady as he cut the vegetables.

Grandma was still talking about Yu Hanshen's marriage. "I think you are getting old. You should hurry up and settle down. Ah Shen is thirty, right?"

Yu Hanshen answered nonchalantly: "Thirty-two."

Grandma smacked her lips and said, "That's really not young anymore. My daughter Tongtong is 22 years old, and I can't wait to marry her off. You should get married and have a baby as soon as possible."

"I'm just afraid that the little girl doesn't want to give birth to me." Yu Hanshen spoke slowly and in a normal tone.

When Si Tong heard this, her heartbeat suddenly quickened and the temperature on her face rose.

She couldn't help but think of that night in the Imperial Examination Hall, when this man pressed her down on a thin black blanket, kissed her earlobes, and reached his big hands into her pajamas to rub them gently, while he asked her in a hoarse voice, "Do you want me to teach you how to have a baby?"

She wanted to say no, but Yu Hanshen's tongue blocked her from saying the rest of the words.

Si Tong couldn't help blushing.

"It's inevitable to get married and not have children." Grandma did not doubt him and stated her ideas directly.

After saying that, he suddenly found that his granddaughter's face was flushed, and frowned, "Tongtong, are you hot? Your face is red, turn on the fan and let it blow."

It was the end of June and the weather was indeed a bit hot. Si Tong was busy cooking, so it was normal for his face to turn red.

Grandma didn't think much about it.

Si Tong didn't dare to look up. He turned around to turn on the fan, returned to the kitchen counter, and inadvertently met Yu Hanshen's gaze.

But I saw that person sitting leisurely, looking relaxed and relaxed, and the eyes looking at me were deep and calm, but in this calmness, there was a smile.

It was as if he saw through why she was blushing.

Si Tong turned his eyes away, his heart beating wildly.

After finally preparing the five dishes and one soup and serving them on the table, grandma happily handed the chopsticks to Yu Hanshen: "My Tongtong is a good cook, you should try it."

Yu Hanshen showed up late at night during the New Year's Day. He had tasted the dishes cooked by Si Tong the next day, but he didn't expose it. It was as if he was tasting it for the first time.

After finishing the meal, the man remained calm. He just glanced at Si Tong with a half-smile and commented calmly, "It's really good."

Grandma was smiling. Her granddaughter was the best at everything, including studying and cooking.

However, as grandma took a bite of the food, her expression suddenly changed.

As he spit it out, he frowned: "Why is it sweet?"

I tried all the dishes, even the soup was sweet.

It was obvious that Si Tong was distracted and mistook sugar for salt.

She sat at the table awkwardly, not daring to look into Yu Hanshen's eyes. This man must be laughing at her again.

The grandmother looked at her granddaughter with some resentment. When relatives came to the house before, Si Tong prepared more than ten dishes by herself, but there had never been such a big mistake.

I'm a little worried. How can I ask the customers to eat?

"I'm so sorry, why don't we go out to eat? There are many restaurants outside the east gate of the community." Grandma suggested. This was the only way.

"It's okay." Yu Hanshen didn't seem to care at all. He held the bowl and ate slowly.

The man ate slowly and at a leisurely pace, his eating manners were elegant and calm, and he looked noble and cultured.

The guests didn't mind, and grandma and aunt didn't say much, but Yangyang was not happy. He took a bite, frowned, and spit it out, saying in a baby voice that it tasted bad, and refused to take a second bite no matter what.

My aunt made a bottle of milk for her to drink.

Si Tong also took a bite and found it indeed hard to swallow, but when she saw Yu Hanshen picking up the dishes in an orderly manner, she couldn't help but look up at the man's expression.

He looked calm and composed, as if he was eating an ordinary meal.

Yu Hanshen has been pampered since childhood, and all he eats is food prepared by chefs. His taste buds have long been spoiled, and he should find it more difficult to accept this kind of food than other people.

But he...

Unspeakable emotions surged in Si Tong's heart, and her hand holding the chopsticks tightened again and again. After a moment, she reached out and pressed Yu Hanshen's right hand.

"Don't eat anymore. We still have the vegetables we bought. I'll go cook a few bowls of noodles." As he spoke, Si Tong took away Yu Hanshen's bowl and chopsticks.

Yu Hanshen let her take it away. His deep gaze swept over the place that Si Tong had just touched, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Grandma and aunt looked happy and thanked God.

Soon, Si Tong cooked a pot of noodles. Although the taste was average due to the rush, it was much better than the dark dish just now.

After the meal, Yu Hanshen stood up to say goodbye. Grandma felt bad for not treating him well at noon, so she sent Yu Hanshen to the car and kept reminding him to come over for dinner in the evening.

Si Tong stayed in the house to clean up the dishes. When he heard the sound of the Maybach car engine, he felt empty in his heart.

In the past half month, she tried hard to calm herself down. She looked at Yu Hanshen's number many times and wanted to dial it, but she restrained herself.

But all her efforts collapsed in an instant with the sudden appearance of this man.

but.

Si Tong's hand movements gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

Yu Hanshen said that she had killed someone, and even if it was excessive self-defense, she still took a life and was not worthy of Yu Zhiheng.

He said that the Yu family did not require a match in terms of family background, but at least the candidate had to have a clean background.

Should I tell him? She is the person with a shady background he mentioned.

What would he think after hearing this? Would he be disappointed, angry, disgusted, and then she would become a shame that Yu Hanshen didn't want to mention to others?

If I don't say it, and they keep getting entangled like this and fall for each other, when something happens in the future, will Yu Hanshen be even angrier?

Si Tong's heart was beating fast and anxious, his mind was in a mess, and he suddenly felt that dealing with this matter was more difficult than the additional questions in the math competition.

The rapid ringing of the phone interrupted her thoughts.

Si Tong came back to his senses, saw Zhang Mengling's number, calmed down and answered the call.

"Ahhh! Tongtong! You are the provincial champion this year! You are so awesome! I am actually the best friend of the provincial champion, I am awesome too!"

Zhang Mengling was excited and excited. "My uncle is so happy at home. Many reporters are lining up to interview him. By the way, did the admissions teams of Peking University and Tsinghua University call your house in the middle of the night to snatch your students?"

"I heard from my uncle that they left for your house this morning. They should be here now, right? Do you want to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University? No matter which school you go to, you have to go to the capital, right? Then I want to go to the capital too."

Compared to Zhang Mengling's excitement, Si Tong's face remained calm. "How are your grades?"

"Hey, I did exceptionally well. I'll have no problem getting into a second-tier university. All thanks to you for watching me do my homework every day and explaining the questions to me. I got a lot of the same questions you explained to me. Thank you, huh!"

Hearing that Zhang Mengling did well in the exam, Si Tong smiled and said, "Congratulations. You don't have to be scolded by your elder brother anymore."

"Hey, big brother rewarded me with a Volkswagen car and signed me up for a driver's license test. When I get my license, I'll take you for a ride."